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I was born as a sun or as a star the way humans understand it. The stars are beings, and they live a life. Not like you and I But, connected to all the universe they could talk to all their brother and sister stars. They cared for their children planets in their solar systems. They provide energy and destruction they give life, and they take it away.

The sun I was existed in the past, or in the future, (I cannot remember) was a red giant. I burned hot and fast of an exploded across the galaxy and became many things. I was born again, at least twice. It was only one that I remember completely. I was born again as a whale type creature on a water planet far from here. We sang many songs and communed with the universe. We raised our families and were feed by the great mother of water. With great bounties of small creatures of plants.

When my song was done the planet would feed all off my body but, life was good. There’s one life, I barely remember was full of horror, mayhem, and death. I only know it happened because the visions haunted my very soul. I was born again this time on Earth as a warrior peasant around the human year called 750 BCE. I fought many battles and rose to a general’s rank. I had a large family, many wives, and children.

I brought my sons into battle and some of them died, causing great grief. The wars brought great sadness to come. I would love to say the wars we won, but we did not. We would win many battles and we had great victories, but the war we lost and with this, everything I owned and loved, was to be lost. Home family, and my status in the ancient time was taken away. Alone, I wandered the desert and found through meditation the angel of fire a friend from my first life as a sun.

Although at this time, I could not remember that life.

Although at this time, I could not remember that life. He gave me my memory and the angel told me I was needed in what could only be described as the shadow world. Here, we could only speak in songs. Music is the only language my soul could understand. Every word, that had passed my lips was transformed to music. My body had passed, and I was transformed to energy, the music of the universe.

Later in the human world time called 1991, I revealed myself to a young man as an old sage. I sang him a song that revealed his path. I did this in the field of life. He saw the funky haired old man tattered and shattered, this old man, he’s splattered. I engaged his mind and gave him the demon of sorrow to carry over to the afterworld.

Let me give you a little backstory. Although I do not remember exactly what happened in my life of horror and terror. I do know that I had to transverse through this time with a demon. One that I carried throughout by life and brought with me to this world it was my burden to carry it and something I used it battle. I believed it may have cost me everything in that life. It was my great sin to use this demon, I was only meant to carry.

Those chosen to carry the demon could not kill another of his own kind. They could not murder, doing so is using the demon. This is the only way pass the demon to the next stage, the after world, the discount after world. Where nothing is real, and everything is for sale. This is a great burden for all of those that choose must also choose to carry the demon of sorrow.

This cannot be done out of hate it must be done with love and great care. For this reason, I chose this young kid, it was obvious from his walking and singing everywhere he would he walked, this child was the right sentient being to carry this burden. I met this child in his dreams and nightmares, and he eventually agreed to take on this burden and with this, I could begin my next life, if you just don’t kill in this life the demon could sleep and this life will pass to the next.