'So this is my second life, huh?'
David bit his lips as he recalled the past few hours on this planet. Or atleast that's how he thought it was before he unlocked his memories...
He wasn't a different person. He was David Orlando, the person who had lived on Earth.
And this...was his second life. Yes, he had been reborn on this planet and had grown with a barbaric clan named the Hermann clan. Of course, the barbarians didn't call themselves that but rather the people from the kingdom where more civilised people lived did.
While the Hermann clan considered those people as invaders.
"Now I remember...we weren't on a hunting trip but we had been running for the last few days."
Indeed, it was the case. Although he didn't know why but the moment his memories from Earth had started coming back to him, his memories from this life had suddenly been suppressed by something unknown.
'Heh, before I couldn't even speak this language properly...but thanks to my life from back on Earth, I now remember it all. Good for me...though why do everyone speak English here as well?'
English wasn't the main language for the Hermann clan. But once they came to know how much English was important in the mainland, from where they trade for food and livestock, they had made it compulsory for their next generations to learn this language of the Kingdoms.
'Atleast that is when our clan existed...' David thought bitterly as he recalled what had happened in the last few weeks.
Everything was going the same way when one day a raven was seen circling the village perimeter for many hours. Few of their members had thought of it as a bad omen but ultimately, it was ignored as just unnecessary doubt.
But then three days later...late at night, when everyone had been sleeping they attacked.
The "invaders" from the kingdom had come in huge numbers, their infantry easily entering the forest with relative ease.
The Hermann clan had been quite strong but they weren't prepared for such a large scale assault. Spells flew, disaster struck, people died and yet the battle didn't stop.
Ultimately at the dawn of the next day, the Hermann clan surrendered and the Clan Head was arrested by the invaders.
Hermann family was a group of different small groups each with their own leader. Together they were headed by the main group, the Hermann group.
But now all these small groups dispersed in hopes of escaping the jungle before getting captured.
David was one of them who had run away with his own group leader, Bloodaxe Hermann. A distant family member of the main Hermann bloodline.
Also...
"How foolish of me. Shogun is not a name...it is the title our people assign to their leaders. When my memories as David had been returning back to me, I had thought Draven was the leader...how wrong was I."
David would have laughed as well if only the wraiths that had been resting on the cave walls hadn't suddenly started moving.
Their slippery tentacles slithered on the walls as they slowly inched towards David. The gluttonous figures of the darkness fell on the floor as they moved on them like an amoeba. Irregular shaped and moving with their tentacles.
David deactivated his Vision. His eyes now returned back to the normal mode and unsurprisingly enough, he couldn't see a single wraith. Just the tranquil filled silence in the hollow cave.
Suddenly he felt as if something passed through his body. It was a rather spooky feeling as goosebumps rose on his skin.
He activated Vision again. His mana inside him surged towards his eyes as his eyesight became more coloured.
'There you are...' David thought grimly. At his feet, the wraiths groveled as their shadowy tentacles passed through his body as if it was completely non-existent. David felt the same creepy feel on his skin.
"Wraiths are dangerous creatures...no way, these are harmless." He thought aloud as he moved a few steps back.
But the wraiths followed him as well. Although their speed was slow, their massive body made it possible for them to cover large distances with a single step.
And thus, in one stride all of them reached him. This time many tentacles passed through his body.
David literally shivered this time, his body uncontrollably jerking.
'Shit...so this is their ability.' He quickly jumped over them as he ran towards the only opening mouth of the cave which ran parallel to the river.
'When these creatures touched me, I felt as if they were slowing down my nervous system. Of course, that has to be their power.' He connected the dots as he finally understood their power.
His feet carried him in the direction of the fast flowing river. He glanced behind him and contrary to his thoughts, there wasn't a single one of the shadowy creature following him.
'These aren't ghosts, Ancient Deity! These are literal creatures of the dark side.' Obviously, David had felt ashamed as the memories of his second life had come back to him few moments ago.
For a moment, he had been shocked as to how he could have talked with their own deity like that. But then, his memories from back on Earth had made him vanish such thoughts.
'Humans are selfish enough to worship deities. They shall whole heartedly pray to them during the worst of their times and forget them during their good times. That's the entire concept of gods...a form of virtual companionship to whom humans can cry all they want and confess whatever they want.
Afterall, who better than a non existent being on whom u could burden your emotional baggages with? At the same time, the so called deities like the Ancient Tree... although my own clan worships them, I know it is no god. It didn't save them when our entire village was razed to the ground. Just another selfish being with greater power mortals can't comprehend.
In fact, that's what made him a god to the Hermann clan...I mean a tree that could move in it's own place? A tree that could literally speak into your mind? Those are powers that defy the mental image one has of this world. No wonder people had thought of them as miracles.
No wonder people had called it a deity.
No wonder their standards of Gods have decreased from something divine to just a being out of their comprehension.'