Villain of my own novel

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"Here you are."

"!!!, Cough! Cough, cough!" I chocked on the smoke as soon as I heard a extremely familiar and a voice that I very much longed for, sound behind me.

I turned around to glance at the beautiful black-haired woman stand behind me; she had obsidian black eyes, and she had worn a black turtleneck top that reached her thighs and black tights, which accentuated her perfect hourglass figure perfectly. That was the same outfit that she wore when I saw her for the first time "in this world," but there were a few different things from that time. Then, she approached me to get into the office room behind me, but this time she was approaching me, and the most important difference is the fact that I am pretty sure that she had no wings behind her back.

"You have wings now." I mumbled as I looked Isha in the eyes, ignoring the most stunning pair of pitch-black wings on her back.

"Yes. Yes, I do." Isha nodded her head with a bright smile, landed right behind me, and sheathed her wings, which seemingly disappeared.

"Isha...."

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"Isha...." Eshwar called out, and Isha frowned because, though she could feel relief in his tone, it was also very sad.

"Yes?" Though confused, Isha asked.

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"I...." He puffed his cigar once and glanced back at his hands that were trembling.

'What happened?' Isha's frown deepened because she had never seen him so...weak.

"I, I, haa.... I don't know what to do." Eshwar mumbled under his breath. His tone and the way he gulped down air as if he were struggling with something that was stuck in his throat—everything about the state he was in seemed painful.

"...." She couldn't say anything, because there were a lot too many matters where he was supposed to not know what to do, but he always acted childish and had always pushed through everything that was thrown at him, and even if she wanted to console him, she didn't know about which matter he was talking about.

"I don't regret anything that I have done; I don't even feel I'm in the wrong for doing so, but I feel like I became like this because I thought there were no humans, but instead they were just an imitation that behaved according to what I did, because except for me, everybody always died but still came back to life, it was either that I was really under an illusion, or I was simply deluding myself into thinking that they weren't humans, but instead just a few imitations of the humans who have died previously, maybe it was because I didn't want feel any guilt of killing other humans. And even now, I have always thought that this world is just a and none of the people "living" here are actually living, even though I had been deluding myself into thinking that I was thinking of them like humans, but inwardly, I know that I don't really think of them as humans or as characters either..." Eshwar said.

And it was then that Isha understood that he was talking about both his previous life and this life, though she didn't really know why he was revealing everything, even though he didn't really know that she had learned about his past. She even thought that maybe her theory of Eshwar seeing the dead person's past due to the curse was true, and he had learned about her past while she learned about his. It was the only conclusion that she could come to because if it had been "Isha Walker," he wouldn't really have revealed or trusted her, but he had trusted "Isha," "the demi-god," and later "the goddess of death," whom he had met in his last life.

If Isha wanted to describe the way Eshwar was acting in simple words, then it would be that he had matured. His childishness still remained the same, but he had become someone who was responsible but didn't really know what that feeling really was. Maybe because of his trust in her or because she remembered all the things he had been through, she couldn't and didn't want to hold in her emotions, and tears began to stream out of her eyes.

"This.... wasn't the kind of reunion I was expecting." Isha said with a smile, walked towards him, and sat down next to him before leaning on his left shoulder.

"Hahahaha. I am sorry for ruining our 178 days reunion." Eshwar laughed and said with a cheeky smile.

"But as I said, I don't really feel anything about the things I have done; this matter has been on my mind for a few days, and I just didn't really know where to take it out." He said this as he gently pushed her head back and slumped back, staring at the beautifully shining moon.

"It has been exactly 178 days?" Isha asked, pulled his left hand, and slept on it as if it were a pillow while staring at his beautiful, bright orange eyes.

'It has been a long time since I have seen his eyes.' She thought inwardly and noticed Eshwar nod his head in agreement to her question.

"Whoa, I thought it had been two months or so...." Isha mumbled under her breath. Then suddenly, Eshwar leaned towards her, wiped off her tears, and brought his face dangerously close until they could feel each other's breaths. Isha's lips trembled and subconsciously moved closer into a small pout, and,

"So, Miss Cyclops, how have you been?" Eshwar asked in a whisper, slightly touching her lips with his.

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Two loud, war-drum-like heartbeats mingled rhythmically. Isha blushed violently, and though she wanted to open her mouth to answer him, she couldn't, and she felt a strange lump of air stuck in her throat, which was making her unable to speak. Even though things were streaming up, Isha just couldn't help but cry at the thoughts that filled her mind.

"Waaaa...." She began to sob. Surprised by the sudden change in the situation, Eshwar fidgeted around before hugging her tightly while sleeping with their legs dangling from the skyscraper's edge.

"Um....I don't really know why, but it is alright now." Eshwar whispered in her ear in a soothing voice, causing her to relax due to the warmth he excluded, and the warm comfort she received from his care caused her to sob louder.

"This is the first time after I remembered my past, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME, I have ever felt your warmth." Isha mumbled amid sobs, and at Eshwar's next course of actions, she quickly understood that he had indeed seen her past, and she remembered that the curse was slightly diverted due to her godly physic, so there was even a possibility that he had "felt" her past.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I acted like a jerk in our past life, but I wasn't really prepared to see you die right in front of me while I continue to live on." He whispered in her ear, slightly rolled over, pushed himself back, and brought her onto his body, tightening the hug around her.

"Aaaaaa...."