After that striking episode, I returned to my apartment in Pampulha, where I shared the space with my parents. Being an only child and in my eighth semester of medical school, my uniqueness stood out not only because I was the sole heir but also due to the discrepancy in our family's beliefs. My parents, followers of Spiritism, were perplexed by the recurring existential crises I faced, finding no resonance in the divine convictions they shared.
In contrast to the strong academic background that characterized my family—everyone professed a religion—I was the notable exception. The skepticism that permeated my worldview was a mystery to those around me, and honestly, I myself could not fully understand the reasons leading me down this path of questioning.
I never revealed to them the truth about my nature as a warrior endowed with abilities that, here on Earth, would be considered supernatural. I concealed the information that I was the reincarnation of a Raiyokan named Kenzo, possessing supersonic speed and the ability to reflect rifle shots without harm.
During the early years of medical school, I began to have glimpses of my past life through dreams, though the memories were fragmented. I remembered just enough to reclaim these latent powers and return to my former universe, tasked with the mission of eradicating the entire lineage of warriors known as the Thunders, responsible for the annihilation of my ancestors.
This duality I experienced on Earth—assuming the identity of a modest medical student and simultaneously a warrior from another universe—undoubtedly was the root of my existential crises. However, this complexity did not fully explain my skepticism. I believe my skeptical stance was intrinsically linked to the same reason why I chose not to reveal my true Raiyokan origin to my parents. Allow me to clarify.
My parents shared a belief in reincarnation, which, to some extent, seemed to align with my reality and their convictions. The impasse lay in the fact that these superpowers, although not considered supernatural in my former universe, would easily be associated with the divine in this reality. This potential contradiction would create a conflict within me that would be difficult to resolve.
What I try to express is that the concept of the supernatural on this Earth is, in truth, just a feeling—a limitation intrinsic to humanity. Here, people tend to believe more in what is considered supernatural than in actual superpowers. If I said a supernatural force granted me extraordinary abilities without demonstrating them, I doubt anyone would believe it; belief would only arise if I physically showed my power. For me, this dynamic is paradoxical and reveals a certain hypocrisy.
These questions escaped my control, and to complicate matters, that experience I had in the church lingered in my mind as a reminder of the turbulence that was my existence. These thoughts insisted on assaulting me even when I was in the classroom, absorbing the academic and theoretical discussions of the professors.
During class, while the voices of the professors mingled with the chatter in the university corridors, I wondered how everyone at the church had perceived that situation. They saw that young man as someone tormented by mental problems—a narrative rooted in general perception.
It wasn't a matter of judgment from the people in the church; it was understandable they saw him that way, after all, he was convulsing and speaking an unknown language. However, I knew that language. The Litsu language, the tongue of the Raiyokans, emitted through his speech—even if perhaps unconsciously. He was not a Raiyokan like me, but his words were a manifestation beyond my understanding.
This event made me ponder the young man's perspective. I understood that if I explained my condition as the reincarnation of a warrior, I would also be labeled a lunatic, even if my stance was firm and my speech coherent. Given all these human restrictions, choosing to reveal my extraordinary powers in practice would have unknown implications; humanity was not yet ready to assimilate such a reality.
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Raiyokan and the Fibonacci Sequence
FantasyDiego is the reincarnation of a warrior from another universe, now living as a medical student on Earth. Belonging to the legendar lineage of the Raiyokans - Fighters endowed with supersonic speed and superhuman abilities - he faces a crisis: he has...
