Reincarnation Inconsistency

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Reincarnation Inconsistency

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         It has been a century in human realm since then. The human realm had advanced into the time of technology. Two wars had already past. Today, it was just a colorful world where everyone collided in prism of mess. A boy was reading a book while seated beneath one of the trees in that huge park in a loud Sunday. Then, a girl comes with an ice cream in her hand. She then handed something that made him look up at her. It was a bookmark which design is clouds. He accepted what she was giving then looked at her eyes and in that one single moment, the memories of every single reincarnation they had led flashed to them. Back to where their first lives had encountered each other. Back when they were Philistine and Ozymandias of devilbirds realm.

          Saiavy is a realm where life and death as well as the concept of time did not exist from the very beginning. There were no night and day. It was only marigold sky and sunshine. It was a world of green lively trees and yellow flowers endlessly falling onto the grass. There were a total of a hundred devilbirds. Nothing more and nothing less. However, their devilbird bodies naturally expire after some time. But it did not matter to them. Because every time, they would just be reincarnated again with the same memories and the same physique. Simply to say, they were just continuously living. Consistency-that was the compensation that was demanded from their kind for them to be allowed by God to continue living despite being half-devils. Consistency is a long punishment before their sins can be lifted. A punishment which end is unknown.

          Among these devilbirds was Philistine who met the most unusual devilbird that has been isolated from all others. He was called Ozymandias. Unlike all the devilbirds, Ozymandias dies and lives again but every time he is reincarnated, he does not remember anything from his previous life. His body starts from its smallest form, as if like a kid that grows to have the actual size of devilbirds.

          In his first lifetime, thinking he was just like others, devilbirds allowed Ozymandias to roam around Saiavy. However, he had emotions that the rest did not have. He had questions that none of them thought of. And when he could not find answer, he rampaged. His body began to emit red aura and fueled by so much emotion no devilbird could explain, he uttered only one thing-Saiavy, which later become the name of their realm.

          Philistine was one of the few devilbirds who are in the vicinity to hear what he said at that time before Ozymandias's wings were cut by four certain devilbirds who were later recognized as the highest ranking elder devilbirds. The wing-cutting was the way to force their kind into reincarnation. That old story of an unspoken form of a devilbird had been forbidden to be studied, explored or discovered after the incident. Those who had witness it were silenced and forced to swear to never speak of it again to continue the consistency and balance in their world. It has been buried so deep it only sounded like a tale after several of their reincarnation and long continuation of living. However, to the four elders who had that memory so vivid in them, it became a reason to isolate him after his third reincarnation when they had confirmed it was in his nature to have the inconsistencies he had in his first lifetime.

          On the other hand, Philistine who was an unknown exception from the forced secrecy of the incident as she had not witness the scene but only heard what Ozymandias uttered never forgot that certain inconsistent devilbird's first lifetime. She had been curious of what the boy looked like for she had only heard his voice. Looking for him had become her life's goal. It took her another one of Ozymandias's lifetime before she found him.

         It was in the deepest area of the forest where the trees were exceptionally taller and the chirping of birds no devilbird had ever seen are louder. Behind the tall grasses and fallen branches and trunks, amidst the magically green field surrounded by the taller trees was a boy resting his head on both his arms while he looked calm with his eyes closed. There, Ozymandias was quietly, peacefully lying on the dried leaves in that deserted area of the Saiavy.

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