I went on like this, just floating in the rainbow sea, for what felt like hours. And then… something finally happened. A falling sensation began to take over my incorporeal form. It was a thrilling sensation as I moved faster and faster, rocketing downwards to God knows where… well, at least I think it was downwards. It was kind of hard to tell in this state. 

Colour continuously rushed past me.  as I continued to descend faster and faster towards… what exactly? It was hard to describe what it was. It wasn’t light… nor darkness. It was nothing. Complete and utter nothingness.  

So, was this the end of the road for me? Was my soul about to be cascaded into oblivion? Would I cease to exist forever? I didn’t know the answer to that. But for some reason I was content with it. I was ready to go. No matter what lay in the other side. Whether it be heaven, hell or oblivion. I’d embrace it with open arms. 

Well… that’s what I had thought. So, tell me… where the hell was I? And who were these strange people looking down upon me with smile filled faces of relief. Their eyes streaming tears of what seemed to be joy and relief.  

One of the people was a man, he had neatly combed side swept hair that was beginning to grey at the edges. He had a clean, shaven face apart for the thick Moustache he had decorating his upper lip and sparkling, ocean blue eyes that danced with intelligence behind his moon rimmed spectacles. The man was dressed in a white shirt and grey waist coat and trousers which, back in Aroa, made him look like a low-ranking noble man or high-ranking merchant…  

Though, the strange white cloak that he wore over it and the strange metal contraption around his neck that looked like the trunk of a Buddlemink was rather odd. I had no idea what that was, but it didn’t look dangerous. 

The other person that was staring down at me was a woman who wore an exhausted looking smile. She looked as if she had just run a marathon, with a flushed face and sweat dripping down her face. However, from the clear dark circles positioned underneath her eyes. I assumed that her current state had nothing to do with exercise. 

The woman, despite being clearly exhausted was nothing short of beautiful. She had shoulder length, waved wheat blonde hair and beautiful, green eyes that shone like emeralds from beneath her long lashes. She had a small, cute button nose and full peach toned lips. For some reason, she reminded me of someone. Someone I had once known, but for the life of me I couldn’t figure out who. 

What was going on? It couldn’t possibly be… had I… been reborn? Or was this some kind of dream? I had heard many cases about those who were able to create their own realities in their dreams and live out entire lifetimes in a single night. There was a drug circling the black market at one point which allowed anyone to achieve this without learning how to… 

Could this be the case? Was this all a dream? Had I been slipped an illegal drug and was simply dreaming it all. Was everything just a dream? No, that couldn’t be. I had died. I know I had… I couldn’t remember if exactly, but I was confident that I had died, no doubt about it… so what was going on here.  

I tried to move my head, to lift it up and look around the strange, white room, filled with weird and funky metal contraptions in which I had found myself in… but my head felt as if it had been made from led. It was like my head was too big for my body and that my muscles weren’t strong enough to support it yet.  

Deciding to take smaller steps in order to gain better control over this strange new form, I tried to ball my hands into fists… but the little palms that creeped into my line of sight did not obey my commands. The fingers merely wiggled feebly before my face.  

I tried to speak, to scream aloud and try and communicate with the strangers before me… but instead, what left my mouth was nothing but gurgles and cries.  

Had I truly just been reborn into the body of a newborn baby? Surely not? Though, this didn’t feel like a dream… no, it was too, too real to be a dream. I had been an avid dreamer, wishing and praying that my reality was nothing but a nightmare and that I’d wake up back in the church with the other orphans… and her. And yet, every time I would wake up. And realise which world was the dream and which was reality. And it was safe to say… that this was no dream. 

I had truly been reborn. I had been given another shot at life… where? I had no idea. Why? Well, the answer to that question was beyond me. Maybe the gods were praising me for my actions in life. No, that didn’t seem right. I had no idea why I had been given this chance. A new life. But there was one thing for certain.  

This time. In this new life. I would finally live the dream life I had so desired. I’ll finally live the life that she wanted me to live. A quiet and peaceful life.  

In this world, I would start anew. I would put the tragedies and turmoil of my old life behind me. And start again.  

Whether I deserved it or not. This was the beginning after the end for me. And this time, I would achieve the slow, peace-filled life I had so dreamed for back in Aroa. 

Yes. I will live this slow and peaceful life for you, just like you asked of me.  

Alara.