Transmigration

'Where am I'

These were the first thoughts that came to Cyrus's mind when he opened his eyes. Or tried to open them but some shining heat blocked it.

He is pretty sure that he is not in sunlight, he tried to move his body but he couldn't, It felt like he has been tied down to something.

He felt like water is dripping from his head and a salty taste invaded his mouth.

'is it sweat.' Cyrus thought

Slowly Cyrus started regaining his senses, It felt like he is inside a furnace, some people have surrounded him and they are shouting in some weird language, from their facial expressions it looked like they were cursing him.

Cyrus then felt a pain in his head and realized what's dripping from his head is not water but blood, his own blood.

The shocker came when he opened his eyes fully. In front of him is a group of people with different hair and eye colors shouting and throwing rocks at him.

All of them were actually wearing clothes that could be called rags, judging from the sky it looked like it's evening time, and Cyrus is currently in some sort of a village.

'Wait, village. How did I get here?'

Cyrus started looking around the village when he felt heat beneath himself, but before he could check it a stone hit his face.

"That hurts" Cyrus grumbled

He looked at who threw it and found out it is a middle-aged woman with brown hair, and there is a little girl not more than five with her.

He was angry as to why she hit him, so much that he didn't notice that he is heavily bleeding from his head. He looked at the woman with angry eyes to which she shouted at him in an unknown language, probably cursing him judging from her expression.

It is now when his feet started burning. He looked down and found out that his feet are slowly engulfing in flames, his feet felt numb and he couldn't feel pain in them but he could feel the heat.

'What is going on.'

He tried to move his body and run away only to find out he can't feel his feet, he tried to move his arms to crawl but then he found out that he is tied to a wooden pole on a wooden Altair.

'The Villagers are shouting at me, and I am being burned. Am I publically executed?'

It was clear to Cyrus as to what is going on around him, he understood that he is being executed in some sort of a village.

'No, I can't let that happen. I don't want to die again, I somehow managed to escape death once but I ended up in this place, being executed publically.' Cyrus thought as he struggled to escape his incoming death.

He struggled to get out of his bindings but to no avail, the ropes binding him are just too strong.

While he was struggling to break free of his bindings the crowd started shouting even more, and after that, a couple stepped forward.

The couple had both Black Hair and looked middle-aged, they held a metal container in their hands.

'Wait, no.' Cyrus's eyes widened as he understood what is going to happen next to him.

The couple threw the contents of the container on him, the container had a liquid that is similar to Gasoline but it didn't smell.

"DAMN IT"

The fire that was at his feet started spreading all over his body. His face started burning, he felt the pain of his skin burning but he couldn't stop it no matter how much he wanted this pain to stop.

'This is even more painful than back then. What did I ever do to them.'

'I don't even know all of these people, why are they burning me, why, why.'

After having these thoughts Cyrus's consciousness started fading away. And soon a white flash appeared and he closed his eyes.

Surprisingly all the pain he was feeling till now is gone in an instant. He found himself in a pitch-black area. He couldn't see his body nor feel it but he is conscious.

'Is this what happens after death.'

Cyrus had several things in his mind but then a wave of red light glowed throughout the black space and the scene changed to a modern era.

'This place looked like a school.....My school.'

Seeing his own school made Cyrus's eyes wide, but what happened next made it worse.

The scene is of a classroom, Cyrus is standing in front of the whole class while the teacher is saying something to him.

'Wait, this is familiar.'

'This was that one time when someone slipped the swimsuit of a girl in my class into my bag and then framed me for it.'

During his High school someone did this to Cyrus as a prank, but what was a prank for them was something else entirely for Cyrus.

He was Isolated by his own classmates for the rest of his life for something he never did.

The teacher kept shouting at him fully convinced that he is the one who did it without any solid proof, he could have thought of a possibility that someone is framing Cyrus but he didn't.

After all, doing this type of thing as a prank is common in schools and the teacher knew it full well.

He just has to finish all of this as soon as possible and he didn't want to bother himself with the students, but he had to solve this problem as he is obliged to do so because he is a teacher, so he did, he framed Cyrus for something he never did, without even thinking twice how it would affect him.

'And here I am, standing there like a fool listening to him, I should have punched that bastard in the face back then, but I didn't, I was a coward who was afraid of everything. I right now have the guts to punch him but I can't, I don't even have a body right now, I can't move, I can't speak, I can't even close my eyes, I can't turn away or cover my ears I am just being forced to watch this painful memory of mine.'

After the painful memory of his life, the red wave of light came again and the scene changed once again.

This time it's a dining hall, where a middle school kid is sitting at the dining table happily eating his food, then a middle-aged woman came from the kitchen.

The women shouted something and soon the reply came as 'coming' by a little kid.

'No, Not this one.'

'That is my mother, and that kid is my brother.'

It was when a middle-aged man stormed into the house, The middle-aged man is Cyrus's father who got addicted to drugs after losing a huge sum of money and so his mother left him.

Right now his father stormed into their small house and Cyrus or his child self is approaching the dining table from his room but before he could enter he saw something that no child should see.

A middle-aged man trying to force himself on the woman and when the woman tried to fight back he slapped her, Cyrus's kid brother tried to defend his mother but the man took out a pocket knife and stabbed his brother in the throat.

Cyrus's old self just watched all of this in horror while his mother tried to fight his father but she got killed as well.

'My old self was frozen on the spot, I couldn't do anything at that time, I was scared, or maybe it was a cowardly excuse. After all, unlike my late brother, I was a coward.'

After Cyrus grew up he always thought of his past self as a coward, a coward who never stood up for himself and watched everything happen in front of his eyes, a coward who accepted everything life threw at him and he never tried to fight back. He just went with the flow.

And at that time when his mother was killed, he did what a true coward would do. He hid in his room to avoid the same fate as his mother and brother. He couldn't run outside of the house, the gate that leads outside goes through the dining room and that is where that man is.

He stayed in his room for a whole day without making any sound, he didn't even have the guts to check if that man is gone or not, he just stayed there for the whole day like a coward.

In the evening someone knocked on his door, he jumped back in fear thinking the worst but then a reply came from the other side of the door.

"It's the police, no need to fear"

Cyrus sighed in relief and opened the door, apparently his neighbors called the police after they heard the noise of things breaking in his house, which was that man, his father, he got arrested and Cyrus was taken by child safety.

'If I had a real body right now, it would be crying. This memory is just too painful to watch'

'Do people watch all of the bad memories of their life after death?'

Cyrus didn't have any time to think about anything else when the red light appeared again and the scene changed.

This time it's a construction site, it's currently evening time with no one else present around here except few people.

Those people are whom Cyrus called friends in his school days and in front of them is a twenty-year-old Cyrus, on his knees tied by the ropes present on the construction site.

Cyrus used to be an Intelligent student but after his mother's and brother's death he neglected his studies and ended up working at this construction site.

He realized that no matter what happened to you, this world will never stop for a specific person, the world will keep moving and you have to as well.

But it was too late before he realized that. His so-called friends from school are here to bully him at his pathetic job.

But today would be their last day at it, and Cyrus's as well.

The construction materials hanging above them loosened and fell, The bullies saw this and tried to run but it is too late.

The concrete and Iron fell on them killing Cyrus and the bullies with it. Blood splattered all over the place but no one was there to notice it.

'Wait, I died here, so how did I end up burning in flames.'

Cyrus thought in confusion but then the red wave of light came again and the scene around him changed again.

This time, however, there are no memories of his past. He is back at the same village where he was being executed earlier.

In front of him is the same village but instead of the evening it's night, the light of the full moon is shining at the village, while the Altair he was being executed is gone but there is no fire and no signs of the villagers too, instead there are ashes everywhere being blown by the night breeze.

At this point, only one thought came to his mind.

"What the hell happened here"