Wessex Village

Sharon pushed Wu Fa on his wheel chair along the main street of Wessex Village. From time to time, small children would run up to Wu Fa and yell, "Hi John!" Sometimes, mothers would come running and grab their children while yelling at them to be "more respectful to young lord Wessex."

"Dang, John Wessex sure was popular," thought Wu Fa. He took in the entire market scene: all the angry haggling, freshly baked bread, stray animals, and the occasional shout of "THIEF!" Sharon and Wu Fa finally arrived at the church. A horde of small children ran out to greet them.

"It's John!" yelled one rumpled boy.

"HI JOHN!" yelled another.

"John I want candy!" yelled a third. Behind this group of children appeared a young nun.

"Now, children, don't be rowdy," she chastised. She then turned to Wu Fa and Sharon and smiled sweetly. "How do you do today, young lord?"

Wu Fa blanked out. "Um, I'm doing pretty well," he replied after a bit of hesitation. He then gave Sharon a look of inquiry.

Sharon whispered to him, "That's Sister Maria. She was your crush before you lost your memories."

Wu Fa shot a look at Sister Maria. She was a medium-height young lady with black hair and black eyes. Her face had a simple yet elegant beauty to it. John Wessex was one year older than Sister Maria.

A thought popped up in Wu Fa's mind. "This John wasn't a saint at all. The only reason he visited the orphanage was to get nice points from Sister Maria. Pfft, pretentious prick."

Sharon continued, "You also donated a lot to the orphanage. Almost a quarter of their income came from you."

Sister Maria saw the exchange and gave a confused look before stammering, "Um, why don't you two come inside?"

Wu Fa replied politely, "There's no need to bother you, Sister Maria. I'm here just to give the weekly donation. I have some errands to run today, so I'll see you later." Wu Fa handed over a small bag of gold while Sharon tossed some candy to the children. The two turned to leave.

"Strange," thought Sister Maria. "Usually John would stay for hours until I had a headache."

Sharon was surprised as well. "Young noble, why didn't you accept Sister Maria's invitation?"

"Huh? Why would I?" asked Wu Fa.

"Well, you would always do so in the past," replied Sharon.

"Wasn't that because I had a crush on her? Now that I've lost my memories, I don't even remember her. See, that means it wasn't true love or else I wouldn't have forgotten her. If it ain't true love, then why bother wasting time? There's so much more to life then boring romance," explained Wu Fa.

A strange looked appeared on Sharon's face. John's personality seemed to have undergone a drastic change after amnesia struck.

Just then, a beggar on the street called out. "Ah! Young man! How about a fortune telling for a copper coin? I see that you are destined for greatness!"

Sharon stopped the wheelchair as Wu Fa turned to look at the old, bent-over man. "Sorry sir, I'm not interested in a fortune telling, but here's some money," he said as he tossed over five copper coins. "Oh well," he thought. "Even scammers need to make a living. Judging by how skinny he is, he must have it rough."

"Ah, such a nice young lad. You must think I'm a con artist, but believe me, I really do have some skill in fortune telling," said the beggar.

"Ah, no, I never thought you were a fake," lied Wu Fa a bit embarrassedly. Inside he thought, "Sheesh, I gave you money already stop wasting my time. If you truly could tell the future, would you still be a poor beggar?"

The light in the beggar's eye suddenly changed. "Well then, let me tell you a bit of your purpose in this world, Wu Fa."

Wu Fa's face changed as he heard his true name spoken.