The first thing i realize when i woke up, is that i can feel myself, i have a head, back, arms and legs. This is not some ethereal feeling whereupon i am aimlessly wondering the infinite space, alone and weary of ‘mosters’ that lurk in the void.

As try to open my unfocused eyes, I eventually can 'see' my surroundings and this simple action almost bring me tears. To be able to recognize forms and shapes, although blurry and unfocused, i indeed can determine they are shapes and colors and not darkness. But i soon discover i am in a body with near-sighted eyes as i can’t focus. I also discover the possibility to be crippled as i can’t move from my head down.

I struggle to move at all in this lethargic new body of mine only to feel hunger and tiredness wash over me and after a while, i am assaulted by a headache. I scream in my mind as loudly as i can but no one comes to help me.

While fighting this feeling of hunger and debating against the pain, i think to myself that ‘I am really glad to have regained a body.’ with heavy hints of sarcasm. Honestly, i do not care if i am to become a useless person stuck in a bed who cannot even cry because of head-splitting pain, but at least i need meals and from the smell of it, i need changing too.

Due to what i assume is the hunger and pain I've been feeling, my consciousness starts to fade once again and sleep for what it feels like an eternity.

When i wake up i have the strange sentiment of not being alone, i dart my eyes from right to left and stop to watch a humanoid figure staring at me, he is lean from what i can discern, and taller than a normal sized human, honestly he feels like a giant. My first instincts are to dart my eyes in madness looking for an escape, to which deep down i know to be none. My useless body isn’t helping me and i feel trapped. ‘Why doesn’t my body respond to me’ i yell inside my head. Frustrated and angry i try to search for a logical answer, no control over my body, no sight and apparently no control over my bowels. Then the truth that i was avoiding hits me like a freight train.

‘I AM AN INFANT!’

I roar a maniac-induced cry inside my head, as i swivel my pathetically small head to the maximum extent allowed. I curse the foulest insults that would make my mother faint and glare at the humanoid form. He then approaches me and i retract by impulse as fear creeps inside of me. I’m merely an infant and i cannot defend myself at all.

He picks me up with what seems to be care and i let my guard slip as i think to myself ‘If i am an infant, i must have parents, i was surely not born of ether nor some summoning magic like in some cheap novel, so this man must be a relative, possibly even my father’. While i was distracted by my thoughts i feel my small body being transported to another location as i see things blur and go past me at much higher speeds than normal due to my distorted perception.

As we advance I can hear more clearly what my possible father mumbles but i do not understand it, i really try to make heads-or-tails out of it but it seems to be difficult for my entangled thoughts, i can guess by his intonations that he is upset and in a hurry to take me somewhere.

We approached the only source of bright light in the dark corridor and enter the room, the sunray’s touch only my face as the rest of my body is wrapped in a silky blanket. I feel much better now as the sun somehow heals some of my worries of dark dungeons and brutal torture. I may be an infant, but i do not know of this unknown world and its dangers.

I am laid on a bed and i feel my blanket being stripped out of me and my legs lifted, what reaches my nose is undoubtedly excrement of the infant kind. I still feel human enough to inwardly redden my cheeks and apologize to whoever is changing the cloth with such foul odor.

I let my mind wander to the possible state of this world. What language was the man speaking, what countries are to be studied and what amazing wonders are to be discovered? More and more i become unaware of my surrounding.

‘The being to which i shall from now on call ‘Berefte’ spoke about the power of the soul, that is the most important part of oneself. I must understand his words and what they mean and then i must find a way to strengthen both my physical body and my soul’.

I feel a light tugging and i try to look up to the face smiling down on me, i barely see the shine of the sun reflecting on the face but i can tell it is not the same person who brought me here.

The facial traces make me believe she is a woman, she smiles to me and begins to sing, her voice too melodic to be described in words as i hear her whisper into my ear soft words that make me forget every single train of thought. My eyelids begin to close as she lull’s me to sleep while i hear echoes of a truly happy laugh, something that had been foreign to me in my previous life of a prisoner.