Reincarnation of Audemars - Who Am I...?

The Town Of Ingmery

"Worry not Prius, I'd keep watch over this young man here. You do what is best, at what you are doing right now. It had been 6 months since this young man had been brought in from The Battle Of Qodegh."

"Not once did he stirred or showed any emotions or feeling when i tickled him with the goose feather as instructed by the staffs of the infirmary."

A young woman's voice gently floated as she took a basin of water and a clean towel and began to clean the young man that was lying down on the hard wooden bed with just a straw-filled pillow on his head.

Patricia, who was tending to the young man was wearing a white long sleeve tunic, with embroidered blue and red flowers around her neck and on the edges of her sleeves. She was wearing black leather pants and black coloured leather boots. She has brown hair that was tied up in a single braid.

A dagger of about 5 inches long was tucked in on her left side with several semi-precious stones gilded on its sheath. It was one of the ornamental dagger set that can be bought online at Medieval Collectibles at a cost of only $45 with free S&H within the state.

She gently dabbed the cloth that she had soaked in the water and wrung it dry before she wiped down the face, neck and arms of the young man that had lain there on the bed after being treated at the infirmary 6 months ago and was released to the Keating family to tend and care for him till his last breath.

Patricia who was working as an aide there in the infirmary took on the task to tend to the young man as there was no other person more capable than the Guild Masters themselves. Even if she was not a Guild Master at that time, the decision to take the man in under their care was her brother, Prius.

The young man was placed in a fairly large room with a single fireplace at the corner of the room. This was the norm for every room in the house to have a separate fireplace and it would be used to ward off the cold during the nights.

A small bedside table was placed beside the left-hand side of the bed that held a small bronze-coloured oil lamp. There was a bowl of gruel, replaced daily just in case the young man wakes up from his deep sleep.

A small bronze bowl with some fruits and a jug of water and a mug were placed on the bedside table too. The curtains were drawn apart slightly to let in the soft sunlight and the windows were shut to keep the draft out.

The infirmary has yet to establish the state or condition of the young man that had been brought in by a group of travellers that had discovered the former in a state of unconsciousness, lying at the side of the path that leads to the ravine, where the city of the dark elven had once stood.

When the young man was brought in to the infirmary, he had suffered numerous broken bones in his body and white bones seemed to protrude out when some blacksmiths had helped to extricate the crushed bronze body armour off the former.

By just looking at the crushed body armour, they knew that the chance for this young man to regain his consciousness was very slim. The body was mangled as if he was struck down by a high-speed steam roller and most of his bones in his body had been crushed by the impact.

Miraculously, during the initial treatment in the infirmary, they discovered that the young man refused to give in to fate and had shown a tinge of fighting spirit to be alive, despite the horrendous injuries that he had sustained. They decided to hand over the heavily bandaged young man that currently looked like a mummy to recuperate after the initial patch up at the infirmary to a family of two.

This family was made up of an elder brother named Prius, aged 21 and his younger sister named Patricia aged 19, whose parents had long passed during one of the wars that had ravaged their Town many years ago. They were orphans that had been brought up by the infirmary when they were just 9 and 7 years old respectively.

The bandages had long been removed by the staffs at the infirmary and discovered that the young man had almost recovered from all the physical injuries and had yet to regain consciousness after being in a comatose state for 6 long months.

"It is alright Pat, we won't know how long that young man would hold on to this tiny thread of hope to survive. His body may have healed but his will to even wake up seemed close to zero."

"I wonder how long he would have to be in this state, even the infirmary staffs were telling me that this young man is going to be a vegetable. I wonder what type of vegetable he would turn to, as I don't see any roots or leaves growing out from him."

Prius said across the room as he sat there and fiddled with his smartphone, since there was nothing for him to do back there, offscreen and off the set, away from the viewers' eyes. He was wearing a brown long sleeve tunic and black leather pants with matching black leather boots and there was a short dagger about a foot long that dangled from his black coloured leather belt on his left side.

Yup, that poor young man that had been lying unconscious was me. I had lain there for 6 months on the hard wooden platform that they had called it a bed without any form of mattress for my sorry ass. Let me tell you, no one can lie down still on that kind of hard surface for the whole night!

An aide from the infirmary was sent in a few times during the day and night to turn my body around to prevent bedsores, in fact, it had been sore alright, from laying there several months without moving.

During that time too, a physiotherapist would come in every day to move my legs and arms so that the blood would circulate better since I had lain there unmoving for the last 6 months.

Where was I for the past 6 months? In fact, I had transmigrated in this body that had taken its toll from being crushed when it was hit by a steam roller that was paving the path towards the ravine of the dark elven city.

A path that was being flattened to bring in the siege weapons but was stopped due to the high operational costs. Yeah, something like that and the construction guys with their yellow hard hats and green vests all moved back to their respective construction companies.

During my unconsciousness state, I had been in a kind of void, a semi-dark world and I was there sitting in a recliner and watching a huge 55" projected screen in front of me, as memories of my past and present life flashed across it, playing nonstop like I was having some sort of marathon movie night.

Not only did my past and present life flashed on the big screen, but my made-up fancy pants medieval fantasy adventures were played back as well. There were recollections of certain memorable events that made up bits and pieces of my memories before me taking over this body.

In that void, food and drinks were served so you might be thinking how I would have survived in this world while my transmigrated body was lying down on the cold hard wooden platform bed with just a straw-filled pillow underneath my head.

I was enjoying the life right now in that void, with no worries and responsibilities and I wished I could stay there forever. Hah hah hah. I would better be off in this way, oblivious to the world outside the void as I simply just need to live comfortably right now.

The last thing I knew before I came into this void was crashing head-on into a cement truck after the motorbike I was riding was sideswiped by some i***t driver who never did see me when he or she changed lane.

I was on the extreme right-hand side of the lane, slowing down and had turned on my right signal indicator, signalling my intent as I wanted to make a right turn while stopping to let the oncoming traffic pass. And then *WHAM BAM BOOM*, and I ended here in this void, oblivious to the time and other events.

"Is this heaven? Or some place of recuperation or rehabilitation centre? Hah hah hah... Shiok ah... At least I know that I'm in some kind of place that had no start and no end to it. It is like the beginning of the end and the end of a beginning. Hah hah hah." I laughed as I tried to see what else was beyond the void but my butt seems glued to the recliner and my eyes were transfixed to the huge screen before me.

That was my thoughts when I initially woke up to find myself in a dreamless state, with no sense of hunger and thirsts or even to relieve myself. A table was set beside me with all kinds of worldly food and snacks but it was there just to tickle my interest if I wanted to have something to bite as I watched the scenes before me flickered by.

Soundless and mindless...