As he remembered that he was not just Basil, he was Alexander the great from Earth. After all, he was powerful marshal, not even the greatest. He was claimed to be the most lethal one. He was admired by millions. In this sense, it made sense that his reincarnation had a mother called Athena. He was treated more than a symbol: he was the reasons why they said that man had no limits. In this sense, no one could actually show up for the only accommodations for man to tell them how to play with strategies. The thing is, Basil barely knew about what happened after his death. This could not actually cross his mind for the only desire that they could have in the early show of the best ones. That means that this was channel between parallel realities. Even so, it does not mean that it could explain his mathematical background.
In this sense, Alexander's own memoirs disclosed that above all else, Aristotle implanted a love of medicine in him.
Aristotle: Οὐδεμία μεγάλη διάνοια ἐγένετο ποτὲ ἄνευ τινος μανίας.
Ἴθι δή, ὦ Ἀλέξανδρε· ἡγοῦ ἡμῶν καὶ ποίει ὅ τι ἂν βούλῃ περὶ ἐκείνων τῶν χωρῶν.
Ἐδίδαξά σε πάντα ὅσα ᾔδειν.
Τὰ δὲ λοιπὰ παρὰ τῆς φύσεως μανθάνε καὶ ὅσα ἡ τοῦ ἀνθρώπου καρδία σοι λέγει.
Κρείσσων εἶ ἢ ὡς αὐτὸς λέγεις.
Ὅμως δέ, οὐ σημαίνει ὅτι τὰ πρῶτα τῆς στρατείας ἔργα πολλὰ ἔσται.
Ἡ δὲ τελευτὴ τῆς πράξεώς σου μεγάλη ἔσται. (No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness. Go ahead Alexander. Guide us and do whatever you want to do with those lands. I have taught you everything I know. You shall learn from nature and what a heart of man tells you. You are better than you shall say. Even so, it does not mean that early results of your campaign may be scarce. You success shall be great.)
The thing is, no one actually knew his limits for he was limitless. Even so, it does not mean that you could take him down for what he could do for others. The thing is, they cannot share it with anyone. The more you love it, the more you change it. For Alexander the great. This was certainty.
Not only was Alexander fond of discussing it but even prescribed for his friends when they were sick, ordering them to follow special courses of treatment and diet. Not surprisingly, he loved and admired Aristotle even more than he did his father. 'The latter,' he said, 'has taught me to live, but the former has taught me to live well. Alexender is right not to bear freeborn men at his table who can only tell him the truth. He is right. It is fitting for him to pass his life among barbarians and slaves, who will be proud to pay their adoration to his Persian girdle and his splendid robe for he was to take everything.
(He was the phenomenon of superbattles. The thing is, no one could actually take him seriously, many statesmen and philosophers came to Alexander with their congratulations, and he expected that Diogenes of Sinope also, who was tarrying in Corinth, would do likewise. The thing is, they did not know how he had conquered everything in the middle east. After all, his role model was Achilles. But since that philosopher took not the slightest notice of Alexander, and continued to enjoy his leisure in the suburb Craneion, Alexander went in person to see him; and he found him lying in the sun.
Diogenes raised himself up a little when he saw so many people coming towards him, and fixed his eyes upon Alexander. That said, nothing could be worse than the main issue of life and how they actually live according to the change that they have for the use of the greatness that they can have.)
And when that monarch addressed him with greetings, and asked if he wanted anything, "Yes," said Diogenes, "stand a little out of my sun." It is said that Alexander was so struck by this, and admired so much the haughtiness and grandeur of the man who had nothing but scorn for him, that he said to his followers, who were laughing and jesting about the philosopher as they went away, "But truly, if I were not Alexander, I wish I were Diogenes. That is why Alexander had had other experiences. He could see how he conquered Babylon, Susa, and Persepolis.
In this sense, I would like to call out the shots. They have not put full investment into what could be new enjoyment of what it is to be. Take Alexander the Great as an example. To control puppet troops is one thing, but to fight and sacrifice your own life is entirely different. Would they risk it? I don't think so. It seems like they don't understand the price of the most important thing— life. They sit in their secluded places, with all their guards, play those strategic games, and call it politics. I call it bullshit. After, this is not a simple trauma that Basil had. It was engrained in his soul.
Alexander the great: Now that the wars are coming to an end, I wish you to prosper in peace. May all mortals from now on live like one people in concord and for mutual advancement. Consider the world as your country, with laws common to all and where the best will govern irrespective of tribe. This means that I make myself responsible for all the work I have done with my mind and body. Nothing shall perish under my legacy. To the strongest, it will be my dictum for it has shown me that I can go beyond the simple events of the early dreams. But in this life. I shall meet it with fire. The fire that falls from heave.
I do not distinguish among men, as the narrow-minded do, both among Greeks and Barbarians. I am not interested in the descendance of the citizens or their racial origins. I classify them using one criterion: their virtue. For me every virtuous foreigner is a Greek and every evil Greek worse than a Barbarian. If differences ever develop between you never have recourse to arms, but solve them peacefully. If necessary, I should be your arbitrator/
As he conquered more territories, something was increasing his fire for more. The realization of what could be desired. The inner pleasure of life. The insatiable attention of destiny is interminable pain. I shall see it at the end of every life. Hand over that thing: your dark soul. Nothing could be closer to the infinite potential of the soul. This cannot show up for the uninterested for it is too unscientific, applying no logic or axiom to it. It does not mean that he lived meaninglessly. But actually, he lived a fulfilled life to the fullest of the human mind. For he cried, smiled, angered, and died.
Alexander the great: HAHAH! When my casket is being carried to the grave, leave my hands hanging outside. For empty-handed, I came into this world and empty-handed, I shall go! My whole life has been a hallow waste, a futile exercise, for no one at death can take anything with them! May the gods let me know them now.