The sunlight was dim as Tawan stepped into the study, the scent of old paper and polished wood filling the air. The room was both vast and intimate, the shelves lined with books, scrolls, and artifacts from ages long past. Yet, despite the calm aura of the space, Tawan couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that clung to him.
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Natee had been uncharacteristically silent since their brief exchange in the library. His footsteps echoed softly on the polished floor, the only sound between them. Tawan wanted to ask questions, but he felt the weight of the room’s silence pressing down on him, making him hesitant to speak.
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“Sit,” Natee’s voice broke the quiet. His tone was sharp, but there was a gentle command to it that left no room for argument.
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Tawan glanced at the large, leather-bound chairs around the study. His feet moved on their own as he walked toward one, but his mind was racing. He had never been in a room quite like this. It felt like the walls were holding centuries of secrets, and every book on the shelves was a whisper just out of reach.
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Taking a seat, Tawan kept his hands clasped in his lap, not wanting to appear vulnerable. But Natee was already across the room, flipping through the pages of a thick, ancient-looking manuscript. The pages seemed fragile, and the way Natee handled them with such reverence made Tawan’s heart pound in his chest. What kind of world was this, where ancient texts were treated like treasures?
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“You’ve seen this place,” Natee said suddenly, without looking up. “But you haven’t truly understood it, have you?”
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Tawan didn’t answer immediately. He was still processing the shock of waking up in a different time, a different life. His gaze wandered around the study, taking in the details. Large windows lined one wall, offering a stunning view of a manicured garden. A soft breeze swayed the trees outside, but the stillness of the study made it feel almost like time itself had stopped. The entire mansion felt suspended in time, like an endless moment.
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“No,” Tawan finally answered, his voice more tentative than he intended. “I don’t understand any of this. I’m not supposed to be here, Natee. This place... it’s not my time. I’m... I’m not part of this world.”
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At that, Natee’s gaze flickered toward him, his eyes narrowing slightly. For a moment, the air between them seemed to thicken, charged with something unsaid. Tawan felt it—the weight of Natee’s silent scrutiny. It was as if the younger man was seeing right through him, measuring his every thought.
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“You’re wrong,” Natee said softly, his voice calm but firm. “You are part of this world. Whether you accept it or not, you have a role to play here. And you will soon learn that this world has a way of pulling those who are meant to be here into its orbit. Just like you.”
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Tawan shook his head, frustration rising. “But how can that be? I’m from Bangkok. I don’t belong in this time, in this place. This isn’t... it can’t be real. It doesn’t make sense.”
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Natee closed the manuscript he’d been reading, placing it down on a nearby desk with a soft thud. He walked over to Tawan, his steps quiet but purposeful. For the first time, there was a touch of warmth in his eyes—an understanding that hadn’t been there before.
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“Do you think this is easy for me, Tawan?” Natee asked, his voice low. “Do you think I have all the answers? I’ve been part of this world for far longer than you can imagine, but even I don’t understand all of it. No one does.”
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Tawan’s confusion only deepened, but there was something in Natee’s tone that made him want to listen. He met the older man’s gaze, trying to decipher the cryptic words.
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“This world,” Natee continued, “is not bound by the rules you know. Time isn’t linear here. It bends, shifts, and sometimes, it brings people from different eras together for reasons no one can fully explain. That’s what happened to you. You were pulled here for a purpose. I don’t know why yet, but I will help you figure it out.”
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Tawan took a deep breath, trying to make sense of everything. “So, I’m supposed to accept this? That I’m in a different time, in a different life, and that I’m here for some... purpose?”
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Natee nodded, his expression hardening. “Yes. And you will have to adapt, whether you want to or not. This world is filled with power—ancient forces that can change the course of history. But they are also dangerous. You must understand the rules of this world, or you will be consumed by it.”
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Tawan’s head spun with the implications of Natee’s words. He wanted to argue, wanted to deny everything, but he could feel the weight of truth in Natee’s words. Deep down, something told him that this wasn’t just some strange dream—that somehow, this was his new reality. He had no choice but to learn, to adapt, if he wanted to survive.
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“Why me?” Tawan asked again, his voice barely above a whisper. “Why am I the one who was chosen? What makes me different?”
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Natee’s gaze softened, and for a moment, he looked almost... vulnerable. “I don’t know, Tawan. But I suspect that your journey here wasn’t by accident. You’re more connected to this world than you realize. And in time, you will come to understand that connection. We all have our roles to play, and yours is still unfolding.”
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Tawan’s mind raced with questions. What did Natee mean by that? What was his role? But before he could ask more, Natee stepped away, walking toward the far end of the study, where another set of bookshelves loomed, filled with texts too high for Tawan to reach.
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“I want you to begin reading these books,” Natee said, turning to face him once more. “They will help you understand more about this world, and about the forces that govern it. When you’re ready, I will explain more.”
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Tawan’s hands clenched at his sides. He wasn’t ready for this. He wasn’t ready to be dragged into this world, to play some unknown part in a game he didn’t understand. But he also couldn’t deny the pull of something deep within him, something that was starting to wake up.
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“Alright,” he said, his voice shaky. “I’ll read.”
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Natee nodded, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Good. But remember, Tawan. Time is always watching. You must act carefully, and choose wisely. Every decision you make here matters.”
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Tawan stood, his legs feeling unsteady beneath him. The room seemed to grow larger, as if the weight of Natee’s words were expanding in his mind. There was no going back now. He was a part of this world, and whatever that meant, he had no choice but to move forward.
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He turned to the shelves, his eyes scanning the spines of the ancient texts. Each one felt like a key to a door he didn’t know how to open.
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As he reached for the first book, he could feel Natee’s gaze on him, like a silent promise. Whatever path lay ahead, Tawan knew he couldn’t walk it alone
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