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Past
I never knew my parents, they left me at the monastary when I was but a babe. No idea why, and anymore I don't really think about. It's pointless to think about such a depressing thing, especially since I can't change it. Besides, I'm quite happy with how I was raised. The monks at the monastary took me in. Believing that it was the will of the Gods.

I can still smell the earth that was the floors at the monastary. It always comforted me when I was small. I used to like racing through the halls, leaving behind a cloud of dust in the air. Ahhh, the other monks were not happy with that.

But still, they let me stay with them and taught me their ways and about the many Gods they worshipped. That all life was preciouse and deserved respect and that a helping hand should always be leant to those who need it. And pretty much all that you'd expect from holymen.

There was one teaching I couldn't agree with, forgiving all sins. When I had finished all my teachings, I accepted the title of a holy man. And people from the nearby town came to me, and the other monks, to have their sins heard and then forgiven. At first it was easy. Kids with simple sins like that they lied to their parents about something or wrote on the walls. Teens who lost their way and did drugs or stole. Things that didn't really cause physical harm to others.But then one day I heard a confession from a woman. I can still hear her words echoing in my head sometimes.

It started off normal enough. The whole "Forgive me Father for I have sinned" bit. She started talking about how she'd had a baby three months ago. That it wouldn't stop crying no matter what she did. How she just wanted it to stop. I thought she was going to tell me that she felt guilty for resenting being a parent to her child, or that she gave it up for adoption. I was not expecting what she did say.

She buried her baby alive in a cooler. Those words froze my insides and made it hard to breathe. Then she just got out of the booth and walked away like nothing had happened.

For days after that I tried to convince myself it was some sick joke. That there was no way someone could really bury their baby alive, and just talk about it so calmly. But it did happen, and I had to accept it.

I wanted to go to the cops, but I didn't know who the woman was. All I had to go on was her voice, and the glimpse of the back of her head I got when I stepped out of the booth. I'd never find her, especially since she might not be a church goer at the monastary.

Wouldn't matter if I could identify her anyways. By law, I couldn't do anything. She gave me her confession under the unspoken assurance that I would never tell anyone. That little promise that makes all confessions priviledged information.

I couldn't stay in the monastary, I felt tainted. So I packed up and left, leaving my title as a holy man behind. I stopped by the police department and left an anonymouse note detailing what the woman said. There had to be a missing person report for the baby I figured.

Using my meager saving, I rented a cheap room at a hotel. I just needed a few days to figure out what to do.

While staying there, I met a girl named Danari, a boy named Kurai, and their older brother Tai. They were there on a short vacation. I ended up spending a lot of time with Danari and her brothers. When I was around them, I was able to forget what I had heard in the monastary. One thing led to another and I ended up going back with them to their home town. And there I met Calum.

Danari and I ended up dating for a while, about a year or so. But we ended up drifting out of the lover mindset and into just friends. So we broke up. It was for the best. Danari had found a kit and was determined to give him her full attention. There wouldn't have been time for us. She named the kit Shiboo. He was a real cute kid.

I left town not long after Danari and I broke up. I found a job as a chef in the city and a nice apartment. The woman's voice would pop up to haunt me every now and then. But otherwise things were good. Until I got the phone call.

Tai told me what happened to Calum, and asked me to find him. Make sure he was alright. So I did what any good friend would do, I left. Only things I took with me was my flute and the clothes on my back. I didn't even bring shoes. Kind of stupid now that I think about it.