One thousand years passed before my new body could function, the pain and the happiness rendered me in such a state, like being burnt alive for a million years while simultaneously every single bone in you’re  body is being broken a thousand times a second. Another three hundred years of rest passed before i was able to start my journey back home . I can feel the darkness inside me, the hurt, the betrayal, the anger. I must be quick he cannot find me yet. If only he could understand.

All he knows is death