Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 915

Chapter 915 Another “Me”

Without waiting for Klein’s reply, Azik, who was staring intently deep into the mausoleum, continued, “I still remember my resurrection after my first death. I was lying in a pale-white coffin, and I staggered to my feet. I was feeling horrified, having no idea what was happening. Nor did I know where I was.

“Before the clergymen collected my corpse for purification, I escaped, stumbling along the way like a wandering ghost. I crossed grasslands, villagers, and cities. I couldn’t recall who I was or where I came from.

“No matter where I went back then, I would hear all kinds of sobbing. When I watched priests presiding over mass burials, I felt sorrow in every corner.

“Later, I happened to rescue a noble lady and entered her manor. She was a bright and lively girl, and I was like a feral beast from the jungle. I was sensitive, suspicious, self-abased, afraid; and I often showed a cold, indifferent, cruel side that didn’t match the morality of a human.

“She was very curious about me. No matter how I avoided her or what terrible things I did, she would approach me, infecting me with her smile. She would use interesting matters to influence me, and without realizing it, I got used to her pranks and her existence.

“We secretly got together. She was very worried that her father wouldn’t agree to her marriage to a former tramp and present servant.

“Seeing her melancholic smile, I had the feeling of blood gushing through me for the first time. I rashly told her that I was leaving, but I would return with an aristocratic title and a bridal garland.

“I joined the army, becoming a knight. I raised a three-meter lance and charged at enemies. Thanks to the chaos of the Fourth Epoch’s wake in the Northern Continent, I became a baron and obtained a fief I could call my own.

“I abided by my promise, and with the king’s conferment letter, family emblem, a knight’s medal ribbon, and my self-made garland, I married my bride.”

Upon saying this, Azik’s expression gradually turned gentle. as though he was reminiscing and recalling something. The corners of his mouth curled up without him realizing it.

Klein’s heart stirred from hearing this, as though he had met the familiar Mr. Azik again.

“What happened next?” He carefully guided the conversation.

fief. We had children, a boy. He grew up very quickly, and I could tell that he

a broadsword, claiming that he wanted to

or hurt his head, he didn’t abandon his training. He thought that I wouldn’t be able to

warmth. I satisfied her request, but it was only much later

We spent a beautiful time by

my next death was

that boy told me that he wished to head to Backlund to become an attendant to viscounts or earls and

me that I was his idol

a little awkward, unfamiliar, and uncomfortable. But when I heard his answer, I still felt an indescribable joy, satisfaction, and pride. He was

Azik was talking about his identity as Baron Lamud I. And the child who made him proud and satisfied had been

gaze went adrift for a

in the beginning. At times, I met with the sweetest love; at other times I received the most adorable daughter. The love, helplessness, and satisfaction left me taken

granddaughters. But when I ‘awoke’ and found myself, I recalled that in my previous incarnation, I had coldly watched their real son die in the battlefield and had seized his identity. On

then, I had a mask that allowed me to change into anyone, but I lost it after

liked getting sweets from him. After some deliberation, he asked, “I believe that it

your life, are always kind and warm, with rich emotions. At your present state, you probably

essence. And as a Death Consul, you suffer the effects of the Beyonder characteristic’s latent inclination towards losing control. You suffer the influence brought about by a high-level

few of Azik’s incarnationsBaron Lamud, the father who made a swing for his daughter,

to help Mr. Azik resist the Death Consul personality that came with his memories. It allowed him to introspect his past

Azik, do you know about an ‘anchor’? To secure ‘Themselves’, the deities and angels use anchors

his

firm tone and said, “Perhaps, your repeated memory loss to restart and live a new life is the anchor you use to resist madness and the loss

not forget them. That

Azik repeated this word

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