"I'm not going to date anyone. Not now. Nor in the future!"
"And why's that? Just curious."
"The last time I trusted a man, I lost everything I held close. I won't go through the same pain again."
"Sounds more like you're running away."
"Maybe. But I guess I'm not the only one." She gave a look. I silently acknowledged it. I understood what she was implying since it was the same situation as mine. "So, does that cite me as a weak person?"
"Obviously."
"So, you don't intend to hold back."
"Hmm...Nope."
"Even if you're on the same boat as me?"
"There's one thing that differentiates you from me."
"And what's that? Care to enlighten me?" She was intimidating me for a proper answer. No half-hearted explanations and I was ready to give her what she wanted.
"Unlike you, who's running away because you have a choice to do so, I don't. Let that be clear!"
"So, you say that if you were given a choice to run away, or try doing the same thing again, you'd repeat your mistakes again?"
"Maybe. I'd probably try not to repeat the same mistakes again, and try something different but yeah, I will go through the whole ordeal again."
"That's just naive and stupid of you. I thought you were better than that."
"Just because I'm better in many ways, that doesn't mean I'd do stuff that would just force me to run away unless I had no say in it whatsoever."
"That'll hurt you in the long run."
"Pain is eternal. Happiness is nothing but a drug everyone is hooked onto. Sooner or later, you'd snap out of it, to see the true colors of this rotten, torn-down, and delusional world."
This was clearly getting nowhere. Lately, all we do is argue and brief our opinion regarding topics of interest. Having a companion to talk to is not bad as it keeps you sane than living alone and turning into a creep. But there's a limit. Putting the pros and cons aside, there is even the factor of disapproval that's involved in this stuff. Right now, I was having none of it.
"To simply put, your way of thinking is shallow and miserable. I don't know how you'd fare in the long run."
"Could you stop pressing your ideologies over me? I ain't buying any of that crap."
"That's what annoys me about you!"
"Sorry, it's not my fault! I was raised into this person without my own accord, so deal with it!" We were expressing our dissatisfaction towards one other in a high pitch like we were some deluded couple.
"Right, it's my fault that I didn't tame you well enough." Her eye turned to crimson red. She was now pissed.
"Why? Can't you handle it like an adult?"
"Come with me." She touched me with such force that it pained me, and before I knew it, we were around some wastelands. The land was completely empty. Far away, there were sights of some mountain ranges. But everything was decomposed to absolute nothingness.
"Fight me. Right here, right now. Prove me that your way of thinking isn't warped and that I could at least have little faith in you." This was a bridge we were going to cross sooner or later. A vampire, who lived both in the human world and the demon world for ages, and a human, who only resided in his own world and was now stepping into the demon world.
The difference in ideologies, the difference in beliefs, the difference of how one accepted their own past, and on and on and on. In the end, we would never accept each other. So, the only way left for us is to battle it out.
"Don't worry. You can go all out here. We won't need a barrier here. There's nothing worth protecting." She was in her ice-princess mode. Lecturing me about stuff that I'd need to hear. From what I could see around, it was just an abandoned planet. Like you would see in those age-old space dramas.
"You're clearly not holding back. Is this your way of proving a point, or is there something else you want to know? Like a certain bracelet that uses cursed techniques? Oh, maybe you're interested in this?" I waved my hand.
"You clearly do not fear me, do you?"
"Right back at you. I would've assumed that you'd have some reservations fighting against me considering it could damage what we have now but you're clearly not showing any remorse whatsoever. Even your mind's shut off. That means you won't hear me out any further."
"I'd hear out your last will, if you may."
I raised my hand. "How about you hear my hypothesis or deduction, instead of the last will, since I've yet to work on it."
"Fine, I'll humor you. It better be worth my time though."
"This place is another universe, isn't it?" Her eyes widened for a moment. Yes, that's all I needed. "The barren land, the active volcanoes, the lack of any living creatures, and finally, the sky." I pointed out the dark gloomy sky. There was something different about it than the others, and it was a clear stand-out point. "The fact that there are 4 suns or 4 balls of fire present in the sky, must signify something, right. When you add in all this, plus the fact that you hold such knowledge about this place, it all boils down to one thing."
She was quiet, as if the prey was looking into the eyes of its hunter, and just waiting for it to pounce so that it can take action. I sighed. This was something that I wish I could have avoided at all costs since somewhere down the line, I would have to go through the same thing.
"This is your home, isn't it? Or at least, whatever that remains here is."
"You're wrong." She refuted my point with such ease, and so quickly that it surprised me.
"This wasn't my home. It was my prison. The place where I lost it all." She now got into a position to fight me seriously. "And so shall you!"