Past Repeating - Book 1

The Awakening

Latest Revision: 11/05/14

~*Sarah Wind, Guardian of the Pharaoh, had been trapped in the Dungeons in the Sky for five millennia, awaiting the time of her arrival. Both she and the Pharaoh are now free—free to save the world from an evil that has threatened to come back. Will friendships really conquer? How will the Guardian and Pharaoh get along when the King has lost his memory? Will the evil be any stronger? Ancient Egypt is their past, but what of their future?*~

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Duelist Kingdom - The Beginning of a New Story - Chapter 1

The sky was cloudless on the day I was resurrected. Rays of sunlight washed over the pyramids and sand filled land. Ruins of the once known Ancient Egypt now stood. There were no crowded markets and the tombs were as silent as though death was still lurking about. A lot has changed after five thousand years, but I hoped that I didn't. I needed to be as strong as I was before if the Pharaoh was to be reborn, and to do that, I needed to remember all of my old skills—both fighting skills and magic skills—hand-to-hand combat, wielding any weapon to my advantage, and summing magical energy to my fingertips. The art of mystics, however, required the consumption of a lot of my energy, and so I always had to be careful. All of these skills were necessary in order for me to help protect the Pharaoh. That was my duty after all.

My name is Sarah Wind. From the moment I finished training in the subject of battle to this day, almost five thousand years later, I am known as the Pharaoh's Guardian. I was given the job after my caretaker, Isis, proposed that I would be the right person for it. She had... a sort of knowledge about these things. She thought I had what it took to be Guardian, a personal warrior, for the Pharaoh of our time. Blood battles were common. The rage for power was almost infinite—it seemed like it would never end. Hence why the Pharaoh's Court gave me the job of being Guardian, after I passed their examinations.

At this moment, my body was finally receiving my long, awaited soul. I've been waiting for this moment for a very long time. That was because my soul was imprisoned in a crystal. The Egyptian Gods kept the crystal until my time to be reborn arrived. The spell was called Dungeon in the Sky. Now, the crystal began to shatter, and without eyes to see, I didn't really know where I was going. But I could assume.

As the little glass pieces of the Dungeon withered away into the wind, my soul fell from the sky and drifted over the ruins and hills of sand before floating over to a little dune and disappearing into it.

It was dark in the ancient caverns of Egypt. The blanket of desert sand looked like little diamonds as they sparkled under the sun, hiding what lay beneath. As my soul made it past the entrance - a long, narrow hall - it flew into a room with cracked, clay walls. There was a sarcophagus sitting in the middle - a simple, rectangular box with no design or engravings.

My soul shifted a bit in the air before continuing its journey through the lid of the case in which my body was stored. It wouldn't be a mummified body at all - but the same body I had from five thousand years ago - exactly how it was back then. It was all because of a spell that preserved it.

The little blob of light lightened up the small space for the first time in millennia. Then it descended, deep into my chest, and locked into my heart.

My eyes slowly opened, and I took my first deep breath while I curiously scanned the area. I was a bit confused as to why it was so dark. Maybe my eyes were still closed. I rose a steady hand and gently touched my fingers to my eyelids. No... they were open. But, why was it so dark? (I was momentarily disoriented. It's been about five thousand years.)