Since that day, Ian quietly settled into life with Destiny. Neither of them spoke much about what Destiny had revealed that night.
Ian had already come to terms with it, while Destiny seemed to believe that no mortal would willingly spend his days thinking about things as absurdly vast as countless universes and the boundaries of existence, so they simply stopped bringing it up and focused on the life in front of them.
Their days gradually fell into a simple routine, one that was so ordinary that Ian sometimes found himself wondering whether this was really the same life he had once lived.
Every morning, he would wake up before sunrise and make his way toward the nearby mountain to gather herbs, which he would then sell to the village chief.
