Back in years

You we’re a girl named Anshi,you were a slave/servant to a man named Siddhārtha Gautama,aka Buddha. Siddhārtha Gautama,was a kind yet carefree and funny man. You would always bring and make him sweets since he always had a sweet tooth. Buddha thought you were a caring one,of course he was a god and you a mere mortal,he still had over burst of feelings for you. He thought you were so sweet and loving,but when he heard that people from the village were talking shit about you,he felt slightly in raged about how they spoke of you like a slut or trying to seduce him. You would never. He did eventually speak to the villagers to never speak of you again in such manner. Buddha had a crush on you though,because of your sweet heart,you were very beautiful too. He was planning on confessing to you but when he heard you went out on your own in the village,some men murdered you at a helpless state,Buddha tried to save you but was too late. He held you in his arms as you told him with your dying breath to make you his servant again when you were reborn,and that’s exactly what he’d do. “We will meet again… Anshi.” He spoke hesitantly.

Now…

Now you were reborn as a child working to keep your family safe. You walked around the familiar village until you got knocked out,and woke up just to see a couple of people trying to use you as a sacrifice. You cried and shouted at the top of your lungs which apparently worked when A tall man stood in front of you and picked you up in one of his arms and the other one angrily pointed at the leader of this “sacrifice,” then passed out from shock. Once you wake up,you see the man who saved you,monching on cooked chicken. He looked up at you and chuckled with his toothy grin.

Don’t you dare scream. He chuckled as he stared at you and handed you a cooked piece of chicken.