I woke up this morning and prepared to go to my current employer to send my resignation letter.
What happened last night is not a dream. I wake up on the floor and the materials I used in setting all the traps are still as it is even the bind trap that I was caught in.
I should clean the house. What I mean by cleaning the house is throwing unnecessary stuff.
I get the chair and plan to reach the antique clock hanging on my wall which that kid called amulet.
I never thought that it was one. I thought that it was an ordinary antique clock that I could use to decorate my house.
It was made of metallic gold, not gold. It'll be so expensive if it was made of real gold and I will end up handing it to the main office of the vacation site if ever.
"What are you planning?" The young lad appears again seated on my dining chair.
"Nothing, I'll just put you somewhere," I said.
"Are you planning to throw me?" he asked. 'He is very perceptive' I thought. "Yes," I said.
He stood up and said, "Well good luck," he said confidently.
When I was out I left it in the garbage disposal area and finished all the things that I needed to do then went home.
As soon as I open the door. I saw the amulet sitting on my couch. So I try to throw it out the window but it returns flying like someone had thrown it inside. I even went outside to dispose of it but as soon as I entered my apartment it was there beside Amon.
The young lad was seated calmly on my couch without any effort to stop me.
"What on earth!?" I stooped and sat on the couch. I cover my face in distress.
"Stop resisting. Unfortunately, you are my new owner" he stated calmly.
What did he say? Unfortunately? "What are you? I don't even understand what you are talking about. You never answer my questions, you never explain anything to me and yet you insist me to accept you and let you stay?" I said.
"Okay, I'll explain" he answered. Finally, he's going to speak now.
"As I mentioned earlier, you are my new owner. I am an eternal tool used to guard the universe," he said.
I'm out! This is where reality was taken away in this situation. I know there are a lot of unexplainable things that happened like how he disappeared and reappeared and how that amulet never stops haunting me.
But the way he says it, it sounds like it is coming from a fantasy action novel and I don't want it here in a very insane and serious situation like this.
I give my forehead a light massage. "Look, I have a slowly deteriorating disease. I won't live a long life anymore. If you want to stay and mess up with a dying late 20s lady. It's your choice but don't raise your expectations about me. What I can offer you are the only remaining days of my life" I explained.
"Okay," he complies that fast. The beautiful young lad smiles mischievously. He is confident that he knows what he is doing and what he is going to do next.
"Mind if you tell me your name?" I asked him because I didn't want to call him a beautiful lad every time.
"Amon," he said.
"Nahya," I said. "So if you stay here. I will be expecting you to help me at least because as you see I am a working ill woman and I am living alone. You can at least help me cook, clean the dishes, do the laundry, clean the house, buy some groceries, fix some stuff, and so on." I said.
"I am an eternal tool made for eternal purposes only, not for household purposes" he instantly complained to what I said.
"This is not a request," I told him.
"Everything seems to be for your advantage. Aren't you grateful that you have a companion in your dying days," he said.
"I was even casting you out and I don't remember asking for your companionship. I can go home to my parent's house anytime though." I told him.
"So tell me, what can you do? I mean your purpose?" I asked for the thing that he kept on insisting on earlier but never said directly.
"You will see however it is not yet the right time," he said.
What?
"Then be my assistant for now," I offered.
"An assistant doing all the chores?" he said complaining again.
I cannot help but raise my eyebrow at this spoiled brat. I think he is not into heavy work or just simply working and here he is blurting off being an eternal tool.
"Okay since you keep on saying that you are an eternal tool and every time I asked you about it, you did not bother to answer me. Then you leave me no choice but to guess" I said.
"Are you a genie, can you grant me 3 wishes?"
"No," he said.
"Are you somehow similar to Doraemon, who can supply me with tools?"
"No, what are you even saying?" he asked.
I get pissed. "Of course, I am guessing because you are not even telling me about the important things."
"Don't tell me you're for combat?" I asked.
He was quiet.
"Well, where am I going to use a combat tool for? I am so busy working and earning money that I don't have time to be a superhero anymore. If there is no urgency and any demand to fight. Just stay with me and be my assistant," I said
It is not like it's hard to do the assisting since he already assisted me before. Every time I forget something he is the one who does it for me like when I forgot to fix the ingredients I placed it on the table and left, like when I left the stove open and when I fell asleep with a plugged iron.
He will be assisting me more.