The Bartender's Mystical Chronicles

Walking under Autumn is wonderful..

Winds that dance and pass by..

Leaves that fall cause of the passing wind, Following the wind like its the gui–

Bang!

gun shot echoed through the forest knowing that no one will know.

Happy memories pass by remembering the happy news, and happy days. so wonderful..

"Where am i ??

What am i doing here??

What happened??

Im lost."

As i gasp for air then i remember the owner of this bodys memories fragment by fragment.

"AH! It hurts! My head! Help! My head! It hurts!"

"AHH–"

I lost my conscious, As i look through different directions i felt a solid thing–its a gun.

What?

Then the memories of the owner of this body is being built piece by piece as if a puzzle.

As i stood up lost with confusion then a Gale pass by it was strong and cold making my grip tighten, sending shivers down to the knee.

The name of this body was Ezra Alden but the soul isn't the same..

Agh!

Who am i?

I can't recall the name of my original body..

it's as if i am bound to use the name of this body.

The owner of this body was a bartender and a mage.

Under the moon's enchanting light,

I hear your voice drift through the night.

A shadow moves, a fleeting trace,

Yet I still feel your warm embrace.

Under the moon, where secrets hide,

I chase the echoes of your sigh.

Through silent winds, through endless time,

I'll love you past the stars' last shine.

Your touch lingers in midnight air,

A ghost of love that's always there.

Are you a dream, a trick of fate?

Or are you calling, though it's too late?

Silver mist, a veiled embrace,

Your phantom lips, a fleeting taste.

The night is vast, yet I still know,

You wait for me where moonlight glows.

Under the moon, where secrets hide,

I chase the echoes of your sigh.

Through silent winds, through endless time,

I'll love you past the stars' last shine.

If time should break, if stars should fall,

Would you still hear me, through it all?

A name unspoken, lost in night,

Yet drawn together by moonlight.

And if you call, I'll find my way,

Through dreams and dusk, through night and day.

For even death can't pull apart,

The whispered name inside my heart.

Under the moon, where secrets hide,

I chase the echoes of your sigh.

Through silent winds, through endless time,

I'll love you past the stars' last shine.

i sang a made up song while i was walking through the forest then through streets it was quiet so it made an echoing sound.

Harmonious and Romantical rhyme.

Others hum in secrecy, and other dance with there dear ones.

Then my house was in front of me i saw a rose at my door step it was glowing in reflecting the moonlight softening,glowing and gleaming light.

A light radiated by the moon.

i look up at the sky seeing the moon..

then i sang another made up song.

...

The night is calling, the stars stand still,

Shadows whisper beyond the hill.

A path unknown, yet I still roam,

Drawn by a voice that feels like home.

Under the moon, I walk alone,

Following echoes, chasing ghosts.

If love's a thread that won't unwind,

Then lead me back, show me a sign.

Footsteps vanish in silver mist,

Yet your touch lingers, I can't resist.

Are you a dream or fate's cruel play?

A name I lost yet can't betray?

Winds may shift and time may break,

But love won't drown in rivers fate.

If you're beyond where dawn can see,

Then I will walk through eternity.

Under the moon, I walk alone,

Following echoes, chasing ghosts.

If love's a thread that won't unwind,

Then lead me back, show me a sign.

If the stars should burn away,

Would you still call my name?

If the world forgets our tale,

Would you still leave a trail?

So I will wander, night or day,

Through dreams and dust, through light and grey.

For love like ours, though lost in time,

Will find a way, will leave a sign.

Then i enter his house.. It was.. Dirty...

i was expecting more clean..

why am i even expecting the fragment of memories of this body already shows he didn't clean his house for Five! Damn! Months! What the hell!

...

time pass by and then i was done cleaning.

then i spot something.

Ah..

that damn owner thinking he was lost at everything he even discarded the picture of the girl he likes, his family..

well he may rest in peace now.

Did he got rejected so thats why he..

Damn this man is hopeless.

He loved the girl thinking she's the one and this dude got rejected and then he committed suici–what the hell?

Well rejection hits hard but this dude is dumb as a rock i am telling it in truth why bother lose a wonderful life for a girl that rejected you.

...

Water damn im thirsty i might lose concious again.

Ah..

lets take a bath as well since im covered in spoiled food color.

eugh.

Ah..

the warm water hits the spot and the water is turning red cause by the spoiled food color.

im gonna drain it.

Also the owner shot it self through the temple the but the shot is gone.

It became a scar it cannot be seen in if i cover it with my hair but if i dont it can be seen if they focuses on it and its almost fully at regenerating–the scar might take a while since its just the cell will be taking care of it.

huh.

Ah.

Bartending if i am correct the owner of this body only shows up when others are in the need of it–not when they need it more after they just drink beverages..the original owner is so calm, composed, and nice.