As we walked past the threshold of the small house and he was standing right where I had left him. He raised his head and looked at us as we walked through the door. “Amun, I have a few more questions for you.” 

“Yes Master?” He said, sounding more alert then he did earlier.

“Okay, first off you don’t need to call me master, my name is Sparrow you can just call me that. Everybody will think you're crazy if you call me master.” I explained. “Things are a lot different now than what you remember.” 

“Okay Sparrow…?” He said my name as if it was a question. “If I may ask what year it is?”  He seemed confused about everything as if he was just waking up.

“It’s the year 2025, what year did you think that it was?” He stared off into space while looking at the ground. Looking almost confused.

“It’s been over 5,000 years then…” He said remorsefully. Almost as if time itself had become an illusion to him. The world stood still for a few moments as we all gathered ourselves to this new revelation.  

“Well you have a lot to learn about how the world has changed. Also about the new laws, you’ll have to follow the laws no matter which country that we are living in at the time. Assuming the Gods want you to live with me?” I asked tentatively.

  “Seeing how you are my master I would assume that they want us to live together. So that you can break my curse for me… and guide me through this confusing new world…” He said while looking into my eyes.

”Well that makes sense I guess… So do you know how we break this curse, Amun?” I asked him. He looked at me with a slightly startled expression. I wondered why, but he soon answered that question without me having to ask.

“You’re the first person to call me by that name since I was a child… It’s just different.” He stared at the ground with a blank expression. “But unfortunately the Gods never told me how to break my curse. All they had told me was that I had to wait for you, my master, to learn my lesson, and to pray.” 

It was then that I understood that this was real and not just another dream but that this was happening in real life. Images from my past life flashed before my eyes. That was when I started to remember everything that the Gods have been trying to show me. 

I clutched my forehead in my hands and fell to my knees. As all of the memories of the past filled my head, a sharp and shooting pain shot through my skull as if I had been struck by lightning. Both Melody and Amun ran to my side, dropping to their knees as well, and held my shoulders to prevent me from completely falling over.

“Sparrow, what’s going on?!” Melody asked, her voice filled with panic. 

“I remember now… I was the slave guard of my liege and savior, Prince Amun… my name was… Darius…” Amun looked at me, and his expression of helplessness turned to a mixture of shock, sadness, and guilt. He let go of my shoulders and moved away while looking at the ground. Still on his knees he looked like he was about to cry.

“Master Sparrow… I’m sorry for not recognizing you sooner… you look the same now as you did then…” He said while refusing to look up from the floor.  “You tried to stop me but I…” He stopped talking mid-sentence. It was almost as if he, himself, couldn't face the truth of the situation and the words he was going to speak to me. 

“Tell me what happened, Amun. All I remember was that I lived a past life, but it goes fuzzy once you save me from the slave traders…” I looked at him and he looked so small, while in my past memories he looked larger than life itself, and far more dazzling then the man kneeling before me, it was almost as if he was groveling at my feet. 

“When I saw you at the slave market, I knew you were different. You looked so thin and frail, but the determination in your eyes was hard to ignore. Your will to live glistened like a beacon in the darkness…” I could tell by the tone of his voice that my past self and him didn’t have just a normal master and slave relationship.  

“I bought you at auction for one of the largest purchase prices for any male slave, at the time. When I brought you back to the palace all you did was glare at me… You always did as you were told, but you acted like it was your duty to hate me and anything related to me.” He chuckled to himself, but it was almost like he was looking back on a beautiful yet sorrowful memory. 

“Back then I was in training to be the next pharaoh, and slowly you started to trust me more, little by little. I sought you out more often, whether that was for advice or for company, it did not matter to me. Your presence calmed and pacified me. This was until my father, the previous pharaoh passed away, and I was crowned, then advisors slowly started to gain power and take over the court. They had tried to convince me that you were a bad omen, seeing how attached to you I was.” He paused his monologue. “We were lovers… and the court knew how deeply I loved and cared for you, all while valuing your opinion. I took your words to heart and based a large amount of my decisions on them and they knew that. Using it to master their plans of treason.”

“When they had manipulated me into thinking that you had planned and orchestrated the uprising that had happened due to my ineptitude, I listened to them, instead believing in you…” There was a long pause before he continued his story and spoke again. “You were the first person I had killed in the slaughter… and the true reason why I had gone mad in the first place. Once the massacre was over I found your corpse and held you while I sobbed, while I  laughed, because I truly didn’t recognize myself or the reasons why I had truly gone so mad as to slaughter almost all of my people and the love of my life. I had loved you more than life itself, and I would have done anything to make it right,  and to have you forgive me. Whether or not you forgive me I would like the opportunity to at least try to atone for my sins. Please I beg of you” He bowed with his nose almost in the dirt. He continued to bow while looking at the ground in front of him, it was almost as if he couldn’t face me after telling me how I had lived and died in my past life. 

“Amun, rise, look into my eyes, and face me.”  I said while all the memories of my past freely flowed through my mind, only confirming the story that Amun had just told me. While holding back my tears and emotions I said. “You can try to repent for what you have done in the past, but what's more important than the past is how you learn to move on from the past and learn to heal from it.” Looking into his eyes I continued. “Amun, while that may have been me in the past, you have not hurt me in this life. I don’t know what is to come, but to me, my past life seems like a dream. If you wish to repent do it through your words and your actions now. I will teach you how to live in the modern world, but you must listen and follow my instructions. Can you do that for me?”

I reached my hand out to him to help him up from the ground. He took my hand and stood up. “Yes mast-” He suddenly stopped speaking for a few moments. “Yes Sparrow.” He said smiling softly and the three of us started to make our way back to camp. While I don’t know the troubles that we will face in the future or what is going to happen to us, what I do know is that we will be doing this together.