112 Aziks Explanation (2/2)
Along the way, they maintained their silence. Neither of them spoke.
When the flowing river water entered their vision and there were no teachers or students passing by, Azik suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned his body halfway, faced Klein, and asked, ”Is there something I can help you with?”
Klein remained silent for a long while, thinking of several tactful ways of asking his questions, but he gave up on all of them.
Therefore, he spoke frankly and directly asked, ”Mr. Azik, you are a trustworthy person, a respectable gentleman. I would like to know what you can see in me, or should I say, what do you know? I am referring to the previous incident when you said that there was something disharmonious in my fate.”
Azik put down his cane and sighed as he laughed.
”I never expected you to be so straightforward. I'm quite at a loss how to answer you.
”To be frank, disharmony in your fate was the only thing that I could see. Other than that, I don't know any more than you do.”
Klein hesitated and asked, ”But how could you tell? I don't believe that this was derived from divination.”
Azik looked sideways towards the Khoy River. His intonation was tainted with some bleakness.
”No, Klein, you don't understand. Divination can reach that kind of level. It only depends on the person doing the divination. Of course, my divination was merely an excuse.
”Some people are… special. They are born with some strange ability. I think I am someone like that.”
”You think?” Klein acutely caught the word that the other man used.
”Yes, I am not sure if I was born with it. Perhaps, the price of my ability is to forget myself, to forget my past, to forget my parents.” Azik's eyes were clouded with melancholy as he looked at the river.
Klein was increasingly confused.
”Forget the past?”
Azik smiled without any humor.
”Before I entered the Backlund University's history department, I lost most of my memory. I only remembered my name and some basic knowledge. Luckily, I still had my identification documents. Otherwise, I probably would have ended up homeless. All these years, I've tried to search for my parents using my identification documents, but I never found anything, even though I could see a corner of Fate.
”During my few years in the university, I gradually realized that I possessed some strange but unique powers, powers that go beyond common sense.”
Klein listened attentively and asked, ”Mr. Azik, why did you lose your memory? No, I mean—did you find out why you lost your memory?”
He suspected that Mr. Azik was a member of the Life School of Thought who had lost his memories, and that he might even be a Mid-Sequence Beyonder that held an above average position. It was a secret organization that had potion Sequences for Monster and Soothsayer. It was an organization that was mainly passed down through master-disciple relationships.
Azik shook his head vigorously.
”No, it felt like I just had slept, I've forgotten everything that happened in the past.”
He walked forward a few steps with his cane in his hand. He spoke as he walked.
”After I left Backlund, I started dreaming. I dreamed about a lot of strange things…”
Dreams? I am good at interpreting dreams! The conversation was entering Klein's domain of expertise as he immediately asked, ”What kind of dream?”
Azik let out a muffled laugh and said, ”Many different kinds of dreams. Sometimes, I would dream of the internals of a dark mausoleum. I would dream of ancient coffins with corpses in them. They would have white feathers growing out from their backs. Sometimes, I would dream of myself being a knight covered in armor, holding a three-meter-long spear while charging towards the enemy.
”Sometimes, I dream of myself as a feudal lord, having a rich and fertile fief, with a beautiful wife and three children. Sometimes, I dream of myself as a tramp, walking on a muddy road in the rain, feeling cold and hungry.
”Sometimes, I dream of myself having a daughter, a different daughter than the previous children. She would have long smooth black hair, and she enjoys sitting on the swing that I made. She always asks for sweets from me. Sometimes, I dream of myself standing next to the gallows, looking towards a dead body hanging up there coldly.”
Listening to Azik raving like a madman, Klein suddenly realized that he couldn't interpret the dreams because his various dreams symbolized opposite, contradictory things!
Azik retracted his gaze as his voice no longer sounded ethereal.
”The Feynapotter Kingdom in the south believes in Mother Earth, and the Church of Mother Earth promotes a belief. They believe that every life is a plant, absorbing the nutrients from the earth. Growing slowly, prospering, and withering.
”When they wither, these lives fall to the earth and return to the mother's embrace. In the coming year, they grow again. They would blossom then wither, year after year. Life is as such, one life after another.
”Sometimes, I am very willing to believe in this concept. I believe because of my uniqueness, I can dream of previous lives, and the lives before that.”
At this point, he looked at Klein and said with a sigh, ”I haven't mentioned any of this to Cohen before. The reason I'm telling you is because I…”
Azik paused and smiled.
”I apologize. My description earlier was not precise enough. The disharmony in your fate is not the only thing that I could see. I can also see another thing.
”Klein, you are not an ordinary person anymore. You possess an extraordinary, strange power, one very similar to mine.”