Chapter 2– MEMORIES OF A PAST LIFE (1/2)

CHAPTER 2 – MEMORIES OF A PAST LIFE

Let’s talk about the first tiic

In this world, I was born and raised in a quintessential fare, northwest from the ierial role and, compared to the other fah I say affluent, it was only slightly above the average commoner household

Aside fro else was very ordinary Taking this into consideration, it was actually a rimoire in such a mundane place

One day, around sunset…

”Gerald, could you go grab a new candle?”

”Okay!”

At night, in this world, basic lighting consists of candles and oil2 laical illuht, but you won’t find any commoners that possess it For that reason, every household in this village would light candles once the sky darkens

That day, the candle in the living roo and was about to burn out And without any candles, we’d have to eat in the dark For that reason, when a candle looks like it’s at its end, we needed to retrieve another one froe room

After nodding to e roo, I was hout the roos (ether It was to the point that you couldn’t tell one thing apart from another

There was a tableits handles and stuck closed, carelessly stacked old thick wood and bundles of paper… Years of neglect haddusty, especially the air

”As usual, it looks like going to be tough to find even a single candle…”

It’s a like candles in a rooh this is too much trouble? As shocked as I was, I should probably find a candle soon And so, I forced h the junk

”If only it was a little anised…”

I let a co that the , and a little effort, I ed to uncover a plain wooden box that the candles were stored inside

”Alright, found it…”

While reaching out to the box of candles, I accidentally brushed against a nearby tower of books

”Ah!”

By the time I shouted, it was too late

Stacks of thick books, bundles of paper and sireat force onto the ever disheveled floor Letting out a sigh, I glared at the books scattered across the floor before me

The chaos had become evermore impossible to tidy up

Well, fro was anyway…

”Dammit…”

Getting on my knees, I decided to at least clean up a little and started by grabbing the books within reach Then, aathered…I discovered it

”Hmm? This is…”

It was large and had a deep criantly decorated with golden thread, giving it the impression of an expensive orna it was more apt to describe it as a decoration