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Aki angel brain rot.
- Wake up.
I opened my eyes. Where am I ? The landscape around me can't even be described, it's like the human's mind can't comprehend it.
-... Where am I ?
- You are dead.
I looked over to the voice speaking.
-... The curse devil ?
- Did you really though you could escape me ?
I sighed and sat on the ground, or whatever I was sitting on.
-... Even in death you won't let me go.
- Absolutely, I still owe you approximately two years.
-... Two years of what ? I'm dead. And even if I could live, I wouldn't want it.
- Why ?
-... I'm alone...
The curse devil looked at me, staring into my own soul. But that look isn't judgmental, it's almost... familiar.
-... You're... different.
I tell him.
-... My creator is dead.
He responded.
A moment of silence passed through us.
-... Angel ?
I ask.
- Himself.
-... See, there isn't anything left to live for.
- I never said I'll get you to live.
I stared at him and in a desperate sign, laughed at him. I laughed like I never did. Power is gonna die, Denji will probably too, and Makima... Wait... I don't like Makima anymore... I... think I never did. No, I liked her... but...
-... I will give you a year and a half here, in this place of your mind.
-... I don't want it. Staying two years alone ? Kill me already.
-... Is it the "alone" part which bothers you ?
I put my hand on my face but didn't feel anything, like I was myself only a ghost, a memory of myself.
-... What If I give you someone.
- I don't want anyone.
- I said someone, not anyone. He said.
-... There's a but, right ?
- Yes, If I give you this person you will only have a week left here.
-... Okay, staying a year was too much anyway.
- Then let your after-death-life begin.
As he said that my eyes closed.
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The environment around me changed, it wasn't as weird and unsettling as It used to be. It's... warm... like an embrace... like an-
- Angel ?
I said as I opened my eyes. My look shifted toward a face looking at me from up.
-... Where are we ?
He asked me. I stared at his face, his angelic face. I never got the time to tell him but he is so beautiful. He's not the angel devil for nothing.
- I think... we're dead.
For the first time in maybe forever, he smiled. It took him a second to realize but after a moment, he smiled.
-... I'm glad.
He told me.
-... To be dead ?
- No, that you'll stay by my side even after life.
It was now my turn to smile. But I hid it as I stopped laying on the ground and sat down, turning my face from him.
... But I can't tell him that our time is counted, that all we have is a week. That after it he'll be reborn and that I will disappear in the darkness as the curse devil takes me. That all of this is an illusion, that-
- Can you touch me ?
He asked.
My face showed a shocked expression as I turned toward him. His face didn't change though. A moment passed and he kept his composure. His head just tilted to the side but he didn't repeat himself.
-... Where... Do you want to be touched ?
- Stop having dirty thoughts, I meant in general. Can you touch me ?
I put my hand on my face as I felt stupid. He stared at me before putting his hand in front of me.
-... Put your hand on mine. Just a second and I'll know if my powers still work or not.
-... Just a second then.
I approached my hand from his. This felt wrong, all the time we were together I couldn't touch him, I couldn't even think of it, it was forbidden. But now, he's asking for it. My hand is only an inch away from his. I took the courage left in my body and put my hand on his. Our hands touched. We already did it once but this one was on purpose. As soon as It touched I took back my hand and felt bad. This touch, I need it to be longer, more. I want more.
-... So ? I asked.
-... I think... It's fine...
We looked at each other before I offered him my hand again. This time, it didn't take us long for our hands to touch. His hand was soft, I liked it, an angel hand... No, I liked it because it was Angel's hand. Angel, him, stared at our finger, probably thinking that it was the longest he ever touched someone without them dying. His face didn't change emotions but I noticed his wings, before laying on the ground, getting up.
The part of his wings which usually extend them was raised to his shoulder as the end of it was folded on itself. His wings were almost shaped like a heart and that weirdly made me blushed.
- Your red.
He told me.
-... And you're beautiful.
I responded. It was now his turn to blush slightly even though he probably didn't notice it. His hair were falling on top of his shoulders and a strand of it on his nose. He was beautiful, but also cute.
-... People tell me that all the time.
-... I'm sorry if I upset you.
I said even though I know he liked the comment.
-... It's fine if it's you.
He said as my heart melted. I watched our hands again, both of them resting on the other. We don't have much time, I can't let go of him anymore. So I interlaced our fingers together. The devil looked at me as he seemed perplexed.
-... You don't like this ?
I said, insinuating our hands together.
-... I never... felt this.
-... And what is your thought about it ?
-... I... love it.
Our environment didn't matter, now, it was only us two. The world didn't matter. Even though I will recall forever this first day as the day where light was created.