— I will not marry you, Samantha, — he said hastily. — A child needs a normal family, but spouses will not come out of us, do you understand this? I do not love you and you know that I will never love. But I will not leave you.

The girl turned away from him.

— You know, — he continued, — I don’t remember my mother at all, and I didn’t know my father. I do not know how people live in normal families, and, in general, I generally do not imagine a normal life …

His past life was for gambling. In his address, he heard only that he was a geek, a pathetic bastard and that it was time for him to die.

When he lived with Reth, he was happy. Probably even too happy, since everything ended so quickly.

Now he will have a different, already third life? And Gambler could only hope that now he is not mistaken anywhere.

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— I’m pregnant, — Samantha declared.

  — What? — Gambler stared at her with black eyes and the girl frowned. How do  want to hit this stupid man!

  — Pregnant, — she repeated. — From you, — the girl added. — Or did you think that there are no children from sex?

Gambler froze.

Two months have passed and all this time he has not seen Samantha. He
wanted to apologize to the girl as many times as necessary, but she was
not at home and Gambler had a bad conscience because of her escape. And when she called him to the conversation, at first he was even glad …

— Can you hear me?
— irritably asked the girl. — Answer at least something!

Even with Reth, Gambler did not think about the children. Maybe because he was too young, but maybe later… It didn’t work out.

But the child is … His. Probably the only thing that he was able to create in this life correctly. And he sharply leaned forward.

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The woman jumped on the bed shouting:

— Ciryon!

Where is she? This is not her world… And she is alive! And Ciryon… no, not Ciryon. Gambler.

Ret slowly recovered. This dream…

When she got into this world, she realized that she had forgotten a lot. The memory returned reluctantly, as if by jolts, but the woman was glad of it. Remember too many losses were now beyond her power. She remembered the battle in which she died, but she forgot what happened to her. And
it turns out that everything is so simple… How many worlds and
spaces did he overcome in order to be born in this world and be born so
unusual? He really could not without her.

She lay back on the pillow, breathing heavily.

— You found me, melethron. And I ruined everything. I wish I could share with you my eternity. Forgive me, Gambler.

She closed her eyes, feeling tears streaming down her cheek. The black emptiness of the second eye remained impassive.

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He
peered intently at the army of enemies on the horizon, he did not
realize that with nervous clicks he released hidden daggers from his
sleeves and instantly hid them back. A woman approached him, clutching her bow.

— Ciryon, — she touched his arm.

— Madame, and you know, I’m still afraid. I am afraid that I will not survive and will not see you again.

He turned to her and confusedly smiled.

— But I have an incentive to survive.

Ignoring the soldiers around him, he leaned toward her and kissed the archer. The woman gave him a long kiss, trembling in his arms. The soldiers around whistled approvingly, someone laughed, but they did not care.

— I’m going to my place, melethron. You must survive so that I help you keep your promise.

The shadow covered the young man and he raised his black eyes. Above him stood a gigantic olog-hai with a bloodied club.

— Oh no, — he murmured. And he died.

She saw him die. The body flew into the air and fell to the ground like a broken doll. And the woman broke the line and ran to him. She grabbed his head and realized — late.

— How could you, how could you, — she moaned, ignoring the enemies around her. — You promised me! You…

And suddenly she felt a stab in the back and saw how a black spear pierced her chest and began to choke on her own blood.

— Nooo! — she croaked. And she died.

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