《The Unraveling Path》 Beginning Light -Blood. My blood. It was everywhere, covering my hands as I tried to close my wound that was actively leaking out, covering the ground which I had collapsed onto as my body grew heavy and fatigued. I passed through the bright light, my vision was blurry from tears that ran down my face uncontrollably, any time I tried to speak it just came out as cries. I was in the arms of a woman with maroon colored hair and turquoise eyes who, from what I could tell out of my blurred vision, gave off a sweet and gentle loving smile. -I tried to drag my useless body across the ground, blood still constantly leaking out of my stomach as I coughed up blood. Next to her was a tall, well built man with light brown hair and dark brown eyes. He looked like he was ready to go up and squeeze out of joy me at anytime. -I desperately attempted at escaping from himbut it was to no avail, I was hopelessly dying and could barely move. Finally, my body gave out as I made one final turn to get the last look at the man who was about to put an end to my life... ... Wait what was I thinking about? I tried to recall how I ended up the arms of... my mother? The woman holding me definitely gave me the feeling that she was my mother. I couldn''t think of her as not being my mother either for some reason. But strangely enough I wasn''t able to recall any memories of having a mother. It was like trying to remember a dream you just woke up from but it only comes back as a blur.And why she was cradling me like I was a- ...I was a baby... Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. Does this mean I reincarnated? So then I must have died somehow. But how didI die? Dammit, why can''t I remember how I died? I tried to remember as much information as I could. I was Lance Serben, leader of the rebellion against the Valshire Empire,¡ªwhich I had no clue what that was¡ª I was 19 years old and the last thing I can remember is... Shit! Every time I tried to remember it just went to a blank. I felt like I was in a constant turmoil of who I was, I clearly had part of the memories of the person named Lance Serben, but it also felt as if that was another person. Thinking this much gave me a headache. This was far too much for me to take in all at once. "It''s okay Centhur, shhh." My mother said in a soothing voice as she placed her hand over my forehead, an emerald green light appeared from her hands, which somehow managed to calm my overwhelming thoughts.I blinked a few times before my body had drifted off to sleep. When I awoke, I found myself dressed in a diaper and laying down in a wooden crib. What was that light that my mother had did earlier? Well, whatever it was it seemed to do a good job at relieving that stress. Now that my mind was far calmer I figured I might be able to gain more access to my memories. But like all the other times I couldn''t remember anything except my name and a tiny bit of the role I played, or at least the one I played before my death. As I turned my head around to try and observe my surroundings, when I looked back up I was startled to the man I had seen earlier with a wide grin on his face, I believe he''s probably my father. "Hey little Cen. Now I know you can''t talk yet, but I know that you''ll definitely say dada as your first word. You just have to work with me here so I can beat you mother." My father tried explaining to his newly born son who had just came out of the womb a few hours ago. Although I was actually able to understand what he was saying, I don''t know what he would have accomplished saying this to a regular baby. But now that I knew his plan, I felt obligated to go against it. Sorry my dear father but your dream will not be coming true. From what I''ve heard, my new name is now Centhur. I don''t know my last name or what my parents names are but at least it''s some progress. I guess I''ll just have to learn to get used to this new life as Centhur.