The Arks

"Don't you want to stay here longer?"

"What for? This is all in the past, I have no intention to cry over something that had happened long ago. She is dead, that's the cold truth. That's how I was raised, understanding when someone is dead, no point crying for them anymore. Besides,"

Bryan smiled as he looked up to the sky.

"She's free from that disease that she was suffering from. Why should I feel sad? I should be happy that she is free from this wretched world. And I should be thankful that I got to see her as well. Without this spell, I would never have known about her."

"In the end, it was Magecraft that made me remember that I am human. Ironically, it reminded me that I was human and will always be one, no matter what," finished Bryan, sighing.

The voice was silent for few moments before finally giving into Bryan's request.

"Alright. I will show you how you got your powers. But I will have to narrate some things for you since the memories are still fragmented. That Memory Mage must want you to forget about this part a lot since it's hard to get a visual."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine either way. I will finally know where and when did my powers came about. And if luck is on my side, I'll find a way to control it through these memories. And maybe even use it to the best potential," said Bryan, closing his eyes.

"Come on, Bryan. Let's go to the town center!" exclaimed the sister, tugging on little Bryan's arm.

The current Bryan looked around once more. This was at the house again, and the sister was trying very hard to drag a toddler to play at the town center. But the child was screaming and crying like bloody murder as his sister tried her best to pick the kid up.

He took a closer look at the child, the child was about three years old. But he didn't seem very normal. And he is not keen on following his sister to the town area. Just then, the elder brother came out, trying to figure what was that racket.

"Why are you forcing him to go with? If he doesn't want to then so be it! We'll just play with him here," said the elder brother, grabbing the whining toddler from his sister's arms.

Toddler Bryan instantly stopped throwing as he was placed on the stone floor of the backyard. He gave a big smile to both of his older siblings before babbling and clapping.

"But Nic! If he doesn't meet with the other kids, he won't have any friends to play with!" protested the girl.

Right now, Bryan realized that his two siblings' names were 'Val' and 'Nic'. They were probably short forms but it was much easier for him to understand who was doing what. Or which kid was yelling for which kid.

"Yea, but we don't have to force him to! There is no point in dragging a screaming and crying kid to the middle of the town. He won't make any friends that way! Besides..." answered Nic, sitting beside Toddleer Bryan.

"Why can't we be his best friends?" asked Nic, smiling at his sister while placing Bryan on his ŀȧp.

The child gurgled and laughed as he was hugged by his elder brother. The older Bryan looked on as he started to fit the pieces of those fragmented voices in his head. And all those odd dreams that he had. His body froze as he heard the same song once more, sung by the two kids.

"Summer in the hills..."

"Here we stand, open arms... This is home where we are."

"Holding on, memories never change..." finished the two children, with Toddler Bryan giggling and clapping.

Just then, Toddler Bryan blurted out something no one expected. Not only his siblings were surprised, but the current Bryan was stunned as well.

"Monody!" cried the child, laughing afterward.

The siblings squealed in delight as they heard their brother's first words.

"Oh come on! Learn to say your name before that song's name!" said Bryan, facepalming.

"It was quite the important song, so I don't think they mind," reasoned the voice.

"I think their names would have been an easier word to say than 'Monody'. And I don't see any of my powers coming forth. Where is that point?" asked Bryan, getting slightly impatient.

"Hold your horses. You have to understand this part and particularly the part when they describe the history of your village."

Bryan sighed as he focused his attention to the kids once more.. He had secretly wished that he could see his past, from the start to the end but was worried that the spell was going on for too long.