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As a Ranger, I have spent much of my time attuned to the present?the rustling leaves beneath my boots, the breath of the wind through the trees, and the stories told by every broken twig or animal track. Yet, the idea of past lives lingers like a distant campfire's glow. What stories do my own roots hold? I seek this revelation not out of idle curiosity but as a means to deepen my connection to the world around me. If I have walked these lands before, perhaps I might unearth wisdom long forgotten or a lesson that can guide my path forward. To know one's past life is to hear the echo of your own spirit across time. I hope to learn what strength I carry through these cycles and what burdens I must lay to rest. k | |