A Million Beginnings, One Quiet Ending
Chapter 35: The One Hundredth Beginning

Chapter 35: The One Hundredth Beginning

NARRATOR’S POV

Asher’s hidden memories started to flow through.

"This is your one hundredth life." Tahmut said and then it was all shown. "All this happened three thousand years ago."

Asher’s mind was flung back to the past. When he woke up, he looked at his hands. They seemed normal to him but at the same time, it seemed different.

He got up from his bed and looked around. "Wasn’t I fighting Tahmut just now?" Asher asked himself and looked around.

He opened his door and looked out. He walked down the wooden stairs and came out in an inn.

"Oh Javir! You’re finally awake." A female voice said.

’Javir? Who is that?’ Asher thought to himself. He looked at the woman strangely but decided not to say anything.

"Don’t you have respect anymore?" Someone pulled his ear with strong, masculine hands and he winced in pain. "You should greet your parents when you wake up in the morning."

"Sorry father." He replied.

ASHER BLACKWOOD

I suddenly awakened in this strange world and here were two strange people calling themselves my parents.

And calling me ’Javir’, what a strange name.

"Javir, take the cows out to graze. Your father didn’t take them out yesterday."

"Alright mother." I replied and walked out of the building. The entire place seemed like medieval times, carriages, wooden houses and buildings.

"Morning Javir!" Someone shouted at me.

"Morning!" I shouted back and then walked towards the barn.

The cattle upon noticing me, started to moo. I opened each of their stables and led them out with a cane.

I sat down upon a rock as I watched the cattles graze upon the grass in front of them.

This all seems strange. Tahmut said he wanted to show me a memory but this seems like a transmigration if anything.

I looked around and saw nothing I remembered and then I heard a familiar voice.

"Javir!" The voice shouted in my direction. I looked towards where the voice was coming from.

My eyes widened in shock, the face was painfully familiar.

"Tahmut?!" I said in shock as he walked towards me. He seemed younger but his face was still the same.

"Yes, who else would it be?" Tahmut laughed.

"Yeah, who else?" I asked rhetorically and laughed as well.

This seemed to reveal one thing, I was currently a djinn. But this has to be one of my past lives or did I live as a djinn previously?

"You look worried." Tahmut noticed my anxiety and I saw the look of genuine concern on his face.

"It’s nothing." I replied. "Help me lead these cattle back home."

The both of us rounded the cattle up and lead them back to the barn.

"So, how’s your training going?" Tahmut asked me.

"Training? For what?" I asked genuinely curious.

"Don’t act like you don’t know, the knight tournament is in two weeks and you’ve not been training?" Tahmut looked at me with raised eyebrows and I smiled at him.

"Oh! I’ve been training a little." I replied.

"I see. So how about you spar with me. Let me see if you’ve learned something new." Tahmut proposed.

"Alright." I obliged. "But don’t cry when I beat you."

He laughed out loudly as we both walked back to the field.

We stood facing each other from opposite directions, his demeanor changed and he became more serious than he was before.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

I stood in a battle stance. "Yeah."

He disappeared, I was shocked at what just happened and then I got hit at the back of my head.

"What’s wrong? You’re slower than usual." He laughed.

Slower? That meant what he did just now wasn’t an ability but just pure speed. I turned around and didn’t see him anymore.

I could hear his feet touching the ground on various locations and then when it stopped, I knew he was about to attack.

I blocked his kick from left side and he followed up with another kick from the right which I dodged.

He moved back and stood there smiling. "Impressive, you’re able to predict my attacks now huh?"

I smiled back and moved to attack. He blocked each and every one of my attacks with relative ease.

"I thought you said you trained?" He smirked and then punched me directly on the stomach.

The punch sent me flying a few feet backwards, I got up and was ready to go again when I heard my mother call.

"Javir!" She shouted at the top of her voice. The both of us looked in the direction her voice came from and saw her standing in the distance and then we walked towards her.

"How are you Tahmut?" She asked.

"I am doing fine ma’am. How’s sir?" Tahmut asked, showing that he had good relations with my parents of this life.

"Javir, your father needs you." She said to me and then walked away with Tahmut.

I saw her tell Tahmut something and then he turned around and walked away.

I entered the inn and saw my father having a hectic time attending to the guests. "Javir! Help me take their orders!" He screamed at me.

I hurriedly put on an apron and started to help. My mother walked in and put on an apron of her own.

The day’s work was tiring and hectic. I hadn’t worked this much since I trained with Gabriel. But then again this was one of my previous lives which Tahmut was showing me.

I see that the both of us were friends here but I still don’t understand why he said I should have fled the moment I saw him.

I sat at the top of a hill very close to my family’s inn. There was a cave there as well but I don’t remember anything about it from this life.

Infact, I don’t even remember what happened in this life.

I decided to walk into the cave and see what was in it. If worst came to worst I would be able to defend myself.

I walked in and heard shallow breathing. I hurried towards the direction of the sound and that’s when I saw someone laying there injured.

"What happened to you? Who are you?" I asked, trying to keep his body steady.

"Help me." He said in a faint voice and I looked at his shirt, it had a name tag on it.

I opened my eyes in shock when I saw the name.

Dramon Jardel.

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