The Universe Is Innately Just 324 Unfurling Past Part Five

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The sentiment that arose in Fell's soul- when he looked at the man walking next to Sifiso- was a strange mix of respect and grat.i.tude. Every inch of his soul reacted to the familiar stranger, and before long, his body was affected by that and could be seen noticeably twitching.

The reaction was intense, but was thankfully short time as before Sifiso even had the time to lay his eye on Fell's figure. The odd response ended up as swiftly as when it appeared. And Fell regained his composure without the arriving pair of individual having the time to notice anything.

"Here you are Fell!", exclaimed Sifiso in a well faked bright tone. He looked at the entrance leading to Fell's old courtyard, and couldn't help but add with reminiscence. "Looks like you already headed toward the right tracks."

Ol'Moha's face tightened as he gazed watchfully at the young individual standing in front of him. Even the cold-hearted bar owner couldn't help but soften as his gaze landed on the youth- he had come to consider as his true son.

"This person was someone significant to you.", he added before noticing that his help wasn't necessary. His keen sight didn't miss the pair's natural language, and the silence that followed his word was soon cut short by the idea of leaving the two of them alone.

In the end, he knew that the person who knew Fell's- past- life the most were Ol'Moha.

"Due to the unexpected exodus. This Old Man have matters to attend to and will no longer keep you company.", he exclaimed in a neutral tone before departing from the barracks. His words turned into a silent whisper as his figure disappeared from the foster father and son.

At first, none of the pair spoke a single word, as they seemed to be capable of expressing much more with their eyes. The nod they threw at each other was a firs to Fell, as little by little, he came to trust the history Sifiso had told him.

"Let's walk.", exclaimed Ol'Moha in s.h.i.+vering voice he roughly hid. "Showing you the streets where you grew up might help you find something.", he turned around as began walking in a hurried manner. As though he was the one who had lost his memories.

Even his walk seemed to contain Fell's own urgency about the confusing situation his soul was in. Obviously, he didn't possess any cultivator sense, and didn't know the exact detail of the young cultivator's illness. But was able to feel that the young adult standing in front of him wasn't the same person as the cheerful lad he knew.

Thankfully, Ol'Moha could sense that the Fell he knew hadn't disappeared, as he had only lost his memory. His personality might have changed, but the youth standing in front of him released the same relentless aura Fell had acquired after he began his cultivation journey.

"What are you waiting for?", Moha urged as he noticed that Fell hadn't reacted to his word.

The man in question didn't seem to react to his word, and his facial expression was void of any movement. But his eyes glowed, and after looking at the apparent worry released by Moh through his every actions- caused his lips to arch slightly toward the top.


"What a kind man.", he silently muttered in utter respect toward the Core's inhabitant watching him. He finally decided to move as he could sense the impatience in Moha's gaze, and began following him out of Gladiator's Heaven.

During the travel out of the coliseum, they met Sifiso and greeted the old manager before leaving the popular construct. And less than five minute after they engaged themselves through the narrow street of the shantytown, they arrived in front of an area that Fell could only describe as lacking.

The ground under their legs pa.s.sed from a cemented- hard floored- area to a dry yet somehow muddy dirt that kept mark of every pa.s.senger. They walked through the uneven ground of the street leading to the Baby Cemetery.

"This place is near the area when I met you when you were just a small toddler.", Moha explained the surroundings in a swift sentence. To the keen senses of the young cultivator, he quickly determined the man's speedier rate of words as being hidden emotions.

His gaze constantly darted toward Fell's direction, preying the changes in his facial expression as they toured through the empty streets of the Core. He felt a heavy weight drop inside of his ribcage the moment he noticed that the roads weren't causing any reaction to Fell.

"Take it easy…", reminded himself Ol'Moha as he knew that trying to go too fast would only make things difficult. "The speedy ones always end up delayed due to their persistence to push quickly.

The architecture of the streets changed, as they seamlessly warped through time with every corner they took. A curvy corner could hide centuries of architecture while only being apart for a few meters away from another style of building.

They plunged deeply in the Core, and the narrows streets turned even more narrow and soon they had the impression of walking between mirrors as the steel made constructed consistently reflected their figures.

If before, the building had some semblance of logic and cohesion, then the so called building in this area were nothing but pillars that held invisible roofs.

And before long, appeared the twisted lands known as the Baby Cemetery. The ugliest and most infamous face of New Casablanca, yet one that existed for many years without ever disappearing.

When one felt like he needed to abandon his newly gained responsibilities. They could come here, and drop their seedling in the most corrupted place of the shantytown. The children abandoned here were fought to fight for life, as even the rare resources and commodities given to them by the charitable souls couldn't be perfectly split between every toddler leaving in the deserted area.

Strangely, as they entered the infamous Baby Cemetery. What entered their eyes wasn't a deserted area, void of any soul, but a bustling place that contained hundreds of individuals. The fact was that rare were the houses of this area that were gifted with complete set of walls, making it impossible for the pair of individual to miss the ma.s.sive number of human living here.

"This is where you used to live.", he exclaimed briskly while coming to a stop. As they entered the area called Baby Cemetery, a small toddler left his hiding spot and darted toward the pair of individuals with a nose full of murky green snot.

"Stop there, little brat.", exclaimed Moha in a serious tone as his sight was directed toward the sneaking brat. "Even I don't think my immunity system can tank the bacteria's living with you.", he joked as he nonetheless took out a small chocolate bar from his pocket and threw it toward the kid.

"Catch!", he exclaimed the moment he threw the edible black delicacy before disappearing from the sight of the excited kid. The toddler looked at his newfound treasure, and swiftly hid it in his pocket before anyone looked at it.

His movements were done in a swift second, and after hiding the chocolate bar, his neck crooked left and right as he confirmed n.o.body saw his gains. A reflex, well ingrained, in his body, couldn't even be hidden now that they didn't have to worry about food.

His face brightened as he couldn't help but think about the surprise he would make to his sister. As right after they would have finished enjoying the delicious dinner- with the main district's citizen living in their habitation- he would surprise her with Ol'Moha's sweet gift.

Minutes pa.s.sed after Moha, and Fell made their way to the infamous- now bustling- baby cemetery. Their advance through the changed lands were accompanied with greeting coming from a few adults standing outside of the dilapidated houses.

"What make you come back here this fast, Mister Moha?"

"Come share tonight's dinner with us!"

Several invitation sprung toward the known man, but he declined every single one of them as his steps were clearly directed toward a specific house in the Baby Cemetery.

"I'm busy at the moment.", he grunted in a refusing tone that couldn't be denied. Yet the faces of the individual that sent the invitation didn't turn somber, but in the contrary, had brightened even more as a few of those invitation were only a form of social interaction.

The man they greeted was the one who had found this place for them to live. And without him, it was obvious that they would have faced many difficulties in finding a place where they could live. The Baby Cemetery might have turned them off at first, mainly due to the dilapidated state of the construction here and the presence of the near hundreds of children.

But as the situation was one where they lacked any semblance of control on their destiny. Their resigned themselves to what life gave them, and had gladly accepted living in such a place. After being forced of their homes by fierce creatures, one would rarely find trouble with complacency and would most of the time see life in a down-to-earth manner. Obviously, not everyone from the main district thought like that, but as they choose to live here, they decided to hide their ugliness locked in their thoughts.

"Usually, it isn't this lively.", exclaimed Moha as he turned toward the silent Fell.

The young cultivator nodded silently as his mind was focused on absorbing the ambient atmosphere. He might have lost his memories, but the first view he laid on the Baby Cemetery was one that reeked of positivity. Sadly, as he didn't have any comparison, the young cultivator only found the place to be interesting.

Before long, Moha's fierce figure came to a stop, and with him, Fell similarly stopped. Fell turned toward the area locked by Moha's sight, and a grand yet dilapidated mansion entered his sight. The walls of the decent-sized construct seemed to have turned into a piece of cemented cheese- containing hundreds of holes- under the influence of the pa.s.sing time.

"This was my home.", exclaimed Fell in a tone that made it difficult for Moha to understand if his words were a question or an affirmation.

As the house was partially isolated inside of the Baby Cemetery, mainly due to the fact that it was constructed right at the end of an impa.s.se, but also because the dozens of mansion that laid next to it had turned into mere dust piles.

"Yeah…", exclaimed Moha before adding. "I mean, you have to consider this a house before saying that.", he jokingly exclaimed before going in.

Fell followed his step inside of the mansion, and before he even entered through what should have been a door, he heard noises coming from inside of Fell's old house.

Dozens of individuals from the main district seem to have chosen this area as their current residence. But that didn't bother the two individuals that soon made their way in one of the upper floors of the mansion, and more specifically, in the room where Fell had lived for the majority of his life.

The moment he stepped through the broken wall of what he had called his room, and looked at the fabricated bed lying in the floor. His movements came to a stop as he could clearly identify signs of habitation in the room. Sadly, as the bed didn't contain any of his will nor heaven and earth energy, he couldn't directly confirm that it was his own. But Moha's gaze, and his instinct screamed that this place contained his past.

In the same way, every grain of sand in the underground arena held bits of its history, it was the same for the dust in the dimly lighted room of the dilapidated mansion where he had lived. Sadly, the only difference was that here, Fell didn't exactly sense positivity but a painful sadness.

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