Reincarnated The Blind and Deaf Boy

nt, ”What a pitiful creature. ”

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Eh, whats my name you ask? Well just hold on a second, well get to that in a bit. Instead, I want to tell you what youve missed… not much. Honestly, nothing really to crazy happens around here. Nana, the lady that took me in, is responsible for caring for not only me but two other kids, Eric and Aria.

Most of our days are spent with me bashing Eric over the head with a stick, although he would surely tell you differently. We like to re-enact the lives of the heroes Nana speaks of most nights, valiant people that serve the world for its betterment. Theyve laid down their lives, both literally and metaphorically, in the pursuit of greater heights, greater magic, and steadier swords. And through this, they have enabled those that come after them to become all the more stronger should they choose to go down that path. They sound pretty cool, right?

However, not once has she answered me when I asked about the story told by the church. She often times dismissed my incessant questioning, and instead redirected the groups focus to stories she was more comfortable with. The most information I got about it was that it was an ancient tale, and that she was not a true follower of the faith. The only reason she resided in this church was because it had been long abandoned, and she decided here she could do some good away from the prying eyes of the city.

”Ruto! If you don get over here and start hanging up your laundry in the next few minutes, Im going to give your dessert for tonight to Aria, ” Nana threatened from the deck extending out from the back courtyard of the church.

”Whaaaaat?! Come on, you know I have to hit Eric over the head AT LEAST twenty times a day or I can sleep at night.. ” I protested against Nanas evil provocation, but I didn miss my chance to slyly diss Eric and look over at him smugly.

”You wha- ” Eric gathered up his voice and began to verbally lash out at me before Aria timidly pulled on both of our sleeves with tears in her eyes, ”W-what Aria? ”

”you shouldn be so mean to each other.. we
e all we have you know? ” Aria looked down as she pleaded with us, her face completely covered by her long blonde hair.

Silence enveloped the area, even the birds singing cheerily from the branches covered in the leaves dripping with morning dew stopped so quickly not even another drop made its way to the forest floor below. It was telling when even the wild life around you could understand the severity of the situation.. we had just made our baby sister cry. This adorable little thing that would never even think to harm a fly, the girl that cheered us on as we waged wars with sticks…. just what have we done?