Chapter 1: Instance 1

"Ugh......it's  cold...." muttered somebody , his voice clearly  being heard all around the old wooden house. Some more rustling of hay was heard together  with the grumbling of the one who was sleeping, but after a while that also changed.

"Gahhh,its so itchy,  why the he'll is it...so...itchy.....what...

Cazz opened his eyes in puzzlement and fear as he saw the unfamiliar place he was in. The musty and earthen smell tickled  his nose, the ray of sunlight slightly irked him, but no more than when he found out he didn't have shoes, or even socks by that matter.

"Fuck...those fuckers! I knew I shouldn't have trusted them. They swore they wouldn't pull any weird shit up,but I'm stupider for believing that. When I get my chance I'll define....hehe.hehehehe...

Cazz laughed as he hastily got up from his hay bed and opened the only wooden door in the place. He of course failed to notice all the other signs of something not being right,  but he was to pissed of to notice anyway. As he walked out he was prepared to cuss at his laughing friends or even laugh himself,  but  what awaited him was the grim 'reality' of his situation. He was met with the bright  races or light,  the sight of a hand drawn wooden cart , and the mud filled road  in front of him.

"........

Cazz didn't have any words to utter as a sinking feeling filled his stomach. As warm breeze passed by,all of Cazz's hairs stood up on their end.

...............

Five days had passed away and Cazz once again woke up in the same hay bed in the same house,  but compared to the day before he wasn't angry,  he was just scared.  He reluctantly looked at his hands which definitely weren't  his anymore,  his face that he had never ever seen since five days before, and his house that he never owned before.  A reality that frightened Cazz was in front of him , making him helpless. He was begging for answers, but he was to afraid to know the truth.

"Sigh...what shitty luck." begrudgingly said Cazz as he hastily got  up and left the house, 'his house', and closed the door behind with a bang.

 What awaited him was the same sight  as the first  time he had awakened in this place,  the muddy road, the bright sun rays, and the wooden cart being pulled by a man. As the man saw Cazz he put his cart down and waved at him, and Cazz as if by instinct did the same. He was of course disturbed by such action, but he went along with it as he knew that this was the better option. As they finished their waving session Cazz's face became friendly as he headed towards the middle aged man drawing the carriage. The man was wearing a relatively clean linen shirt, worn out leather boots  and was wearing a cloth cap on his head to protect  him from the sun. His face was rough, his nose slightly angled to the right, and his eyes were very dull if you really looked into them.

"Hey, old man Fank, how you doing today? Hope you feeling fine after yesterday's rain." said Cazz in an almost rehearsed tone, making the man smile.

"Bahh...you really are a pointy one , I'll give you that. You really know an old man when you see one, especially me,ain't it?"

"You don't say...

"Aye, as you assumed my back and knees have been aching since the rain,  and the mud road ain't helping either. But it's nice to have a considerate young whelp such as you in the way to help me ...hahha...

*Whaaap*

The old man slapped Cazz's back hard by the sound of it, but Cazz was not surprised or showed any reaction by the slap. He only smiled and went to pick up the hand drawn cart and trotted along the mudy road. The old man on the other hand moved to the back and started to push the cart from behind.

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"So, old man,  do we have anything new? Is your son a father yet?" said Cazz as he struggled slightly to draw the carriage.

"Heh, that little.....he's doing fine, it's his sister I'm worried about. She is as stubborn as a wild pig, doesn't want to get married,  doesn't wasn't to devote herself to god,  but instead wants to become a mercenary.....she, a mercenary!? Do you believe that?"

"Yeah, I believe that...." nonchalantly answered Cazz as he noted everything of interest in his memory. He knew that if he wanted to understand what was going on , he had to connect the dot's somehow.

"Well, that's enough about me. How about you boy? How are youfeeling after your father's....accident? It was a tragedy,  It really was."

Cazz squinted his eyes as the answer was about to unintentionally come out of him, but he held himself  back as he tweaked it a bit.

"I'm doing fine, thank you for your consideration. Even though it's been a month  since he passed away,  it still feels  like yesterday....." slowly said Cazz as his breathing became rough  and his footsteps heavier.

*Babum Babum....*

He could hear his heart race. It rang in his ears like a drum beat, fast and rhythmically,  but the silence  from the old man on the back was his concern right  now. As this  question was ment to throw the old man out of the loop, Cazz was afraid of something out of his expectations happening,  but after 10 seconds of awkward silence that felt like minutes,  the old man responded.

"Indeed,  it was such a tragedy....you poor boy."

"Y..Yeahhh....

*BabumBabumBabum....*

His heart beat even faster as he finally let out  a breath he had been holding,  but his nerves were a wreck. He hadn't felt such a rush of adrenaline since he was little  and lied to his mother about a broken vase, blaming it at the cat of course.

The hand drawn wooden cart moved at a decent pace on the muddy road, and the two of them continued to make small talk as they  headed towards the middle of the village. 

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