SENSITI

Sensiti

Chapter 1

Did I mention that it was raining?

There was a funeral, not just any funeral. It was my funeral.

Funny.

The thing is, there were only rocks inside the casket. They never found my body. But what was more surprising about all these. It’s who was crying for me.

All my classmates from elementary.

The bullies were the closest to the casket, crying their eyes out.

Why were the bullies so thrown off? By my sudden Death? I don’t know. But they were there.

Maybe it was because of something inside them, a part that was pushing them forward … was suddenly disappearing.

My nemesis Samuel was rich. Or should I say, the wealthiest kid I ever met? He was at my funeral too. His butler was holding an umbrella for him. They both were far away from the crowd, ready to hop on the limousine that was next to them.

It was Samuel. Who helped the Police, with his money, to look for me. The bullies helped look for me independently. They all did. Day and night, people all over town searched for me.

However, their efforts were to no avail. I had vanished.

If you want to know how this came to pass, I must tell you a little story.

Year approximately five hundred.

It was the year where a young man enlisted in the army. This young man was looking for recognition. He had a thirst for becoming stronger and stronger. No matter the cost, he was almost like Goku’s personality. Never backing down from a fight, and always looking for new methods for training.

He made accomplishments and was ‘promoted’ to lieutenant. During this period, he met a girl he was intrigued by. He made some friends. Of these friends, they were all from the army.

During the peaceful days, he trained his body to the limit. Surpassing all limitations. Fast forward to many years down the road. This man has slain many Generals of many nations. he is not a young man anymore. Because he now has made a name for himself. Slowly, becoming a legend.

“Is there no one as strong as me?” He shouts to the heavens. Searching for new rivals. Finding nothing to push him to his new limit.

Later that year he got word from the Vatican. The Pope was looking for the Holy Grail. This new mission was entrusted to this man. However, no matter where he inspected, he could not find the Holy Grail.

He got word that a neighbouring country had a map leading to the Holy Grail. Because of this, this man recruited his army and waged war throughout the land. There was nobody strong enough to oppose him anyway, so why bother having mercy.

After massacring nations, decapitating kings, and making forest fires. He finally found a merchant that would trade the map for a great sum of money. But this young man had to prevent others from taking the Holy Grail, so he killed the merchant to clear all traces.

The map showed a route for a cave outside the city of a neighbouring country. He took twelve of his most powerful warriors and headed for the cave.

“We will be the first ones to get the Holy Grail Yay.” They shouted.

The cave was hard to enter. Wolves and bears were guarding the cave. The man in charge slain the animals and went deeper into the cave.

The doors were heavy, so heavy it took six of them to open the doors. Once open, they could not believe what they found. Countless treasure and, most importantly, they found ‘me’ drinking wine from the Holy Grail while I sat on a chair with my feet up on a table.

“Who are you?” Their minds could not comprehend.

This is my past life, at this point in my life I was an old man of seventy-one. I was blind in one eye and had a fake Diamond eye. Meanwhile, my eye was coloured a little blue. There was a scar of a line that went across my Diamond eye.

“We are asking … Who are you?” The man charged at me, with marble that I had made I shot it with magic. It pierced through his skull so fast the blood went straight to his allies.

Did I forget to mention I can use magic?

The companions were enchanted. The most powerful warrior that ever existed dies under a nameless magician, me. Of course, they thought of me as a warrior, because magic as you know, does not exist in this reality.

They charged at me with their swords and their spears, but I dodged them. I do not know how this will end because this is just a memory of my past life.

If you are wondering, how do I know a past life? then you and I are wondering the same thing. It is because of these memories that I disappeared from elementary school. The reason why my bullies could not find me.

Only time will tell how all this came to be.