I have memories of at least four lives in Ancient Greece, one of them was interwined with Rome. I don't really that much of them, exempt a few fragments, visions and 'knowledge'. The only one that I remember with the most clarity was in the 5th century B.C. Athens. I was born in a family of potters in the Kerameikos (athenian deme near the Agora), we were rather wealthy. My family had accepted in our house a foreigner (from a city in the Peloponnisian league). He was a nice looking man of around 30 who sold our grain, oil and pots on the Agora.
When I was 15-17, Athens supported an enemy city of the one of the foreigner. This made him bitter. After a while, he broke. He started smashing suddenly, with his friend, in broad daylight, our amphoras and vases.
I heard him breaking the vases and came outside, incredulously, asking what he was doing. He then cursed and spit in my face, tried to intimidate me, and he probably threw a few punches. He might of killed my parents, a little later. He was later arrested, and I knew he was to be sentenced to death two days later. I then went immediately to the Acropolis and took my oath of allegiance to Athens (the oath of the ephebes). I knew I was going to fight the next day. I met Pericles there, quite accidentally, and spent the afternoon with him. I followed him to an assembly, and after, while it was raining, he gave me advice for battle. He obviously did not want it to occur. He then left me quite abruptly, he was a busy man, and had to attend other assemblies to discuss the upcoming battle.
After that I don't remember much, exempt that I was grave, while the other young men were joyful and thought war would be full of heroism and glory.
The next day, Pericles came to say farewell to the athenian force.
He saw me and told me that he wished he could of had more time to talk with me. He also mentioned that if I survived, he would help me get involved in the affairs of the city.
But I didn't survive.
I remember there was two offensives (although I think it was a small battle, not a very important one), in the first one, one of my best friends had been killed. In the second one, I wound up in the first rank,unexperimented, and was slaughtered.