The Forgotten Language

It's been six years since Kay had been born in this world. Since he could walk, he would explore the surroundings on his own. The other village kids avoided him, not out of spite or malice, but simply because of their different interests.

When Kay was reborn, he came with his full memory from his past life. He remembered that he came from earth and was a teenage boy, a year shy of his final high school year. The last thing he remembered was being hit on the head by the then his daily tormentor and bully. After that, everything else went black till two years later into this new world when everything came streaming into his toddler's head.

Today was no different from any other day, after lessons from the village teacher, a middle aged burly man who never seem to come out of his chair under the shed of the village hall's awning, Kay ran back home to have his lunch.

His mother had prepared him mushrooms and fried wild turkey meat she had bought from the hunter's market. He scooped the soup and ate the meat with gusto of a child.

He cleaned the dishes and left at a run for the forest. His parents were at the farm tending to the plants. To say farm is an exaggeration. It was a small piece of land on which they grew food for them to endure through out the circle*.

Food was never enough. All they could do was farm. Hunting was a dangerous endeavor left to those who were very brave and had some martial training or very stupid.

Kay has always felt at home in the forest. The swaying of tree branches, the rustling of leaves, chirping of birds and the smell of moist moss on tree branches made him feel like never returning home.

Yesterday when he was exploring deep in the forest, Kay had found a cliff hidden behind a ravine. And since waking up today, he had been looking forward to this moment. And today's lessons felt like forever before he was let out.

Now that he was here, it was time to explore

With nimb legs and the agility of a cat, he made his way down the cliff face, clinging to the hard rock like a spider. Within no time , he was halfway down.

While Kay was busy making his way down, ....

A long way away from where Kay was , on the cliff face, was a tear in the solid rock face. This tear was narrow and shrouded with bushes. The narrow jagged tear led into a passage that opened into a large cave as big a soccer field, with a ceiling suspended about thirty metres from the ground.

In this pitch black darkness, a remnant soul, as old as time, opened it's eyes for the first time in a millenium. It's eyes shone with iridescent light, setting everything within its line of sight alight. It flexed its soul power looking for what had disturbed its tranquility.

For years and years, it had waited for the inheritor of its legacy but to no avail. Empires rose and fell while it waited. Time and melancholy became its only companions. With no one with the right attributes, not even with the minimum requirements across the Emlem Empire , across the sea and the empires beyond the seas, it despaired at the thought that its life time work would go to waste. But now, after it has given hope, something has awoken it, something had disturbed its monotone existence like a sand particle falling into a pool of water sending invisible ripples across the water, invisible but , nevertheless, still there.

Its soul power stretched at a speed bordering to instantinity. It stretched across the two neighbouring kingdoms turning everything upside down, leaving no stone unturned in its search. When it missed what it was looking for in the immediate kingdoms, it relentlessly continued in it's persue across the land , kingdoms turned into an empire, seas and then empires until it reached its coverage limit. Frustrated, it thought maybe it was mistaken.

"What could have triggered my senses? Let me carefully try again" the remnant thought to itself. It tentatively stretched its soul power bit by bit, from its position to one metre, then two, three, four. The coverage steadily increased. And there it was! No. There it wasn't there!!

" At last! Finally! A rare gem indeed. And at my doorstep too!" It couldn't help but be overjoyed. " I couldn't find this gem at first because I was searching for something instead of nothing. This kid's aura is none existent!"

You should know that in this era and world, a cultivator can use their soul power to search for anything that has an aura. Since Kay had no aura attached to his being, no cultivator can detect him using the soul search. But this remnant has found him because he had attained immortality and master level, this enabled it to detect the disturbance of space that naturally wound around Kay forming a space pocket in which he existed. With eyes , anyone could see him, but with soul space...well.... let's not talk about it.

Because of the power of this remnant's soul, it detected the descending void clinging to the cliff face. An abnormality since a void once established, it remained stationery until it collapses on itself.

It smiled a mischievous smile and....

Kay was now sweating. His little arms were now painful from the exertion. He had felt something embracing him from all sides, an all encompassing feeling that left him helpless and anxious of what that thing was. The villagers had not felt anything. Then, whatever that was, had receded back into the valley.

He had given a sigh of relief at that, only to feel that all encompassing feeling fixing on him. He had moved fast trying to escape only to feel still drowned in that feeling. He had looked down only to see a few metres left to go, closing his eyes, he jumped into the open air.

At that very moment, a feeling of lighted ness took over him. He felt like he was traveling, he opened his eyes and saw himself shimmering all over with a blueish light. Everything around him flew by at an eye watering speed.He tried to raise his arms to see hands, but realized he couldn't move them, neither could he even twitch a finger. Only his eyeballs had the freedom to move.

[ Circle refers to a period of one year]