Jihha
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There was a crown in his pocket! Maybe it's his! But his is a little more masculine and that looked a bit more...."Why are you carrying your crown in your pocket as if it is your phone?" I asked and looked back at him. He shrugged and took it out of his pocket. That was a very extravagant yet graceful crown. It had a bit feminine touch but it also gave lethal and powerful vibes. A beautiful band of, what I presume was white gold, and had extremely delicate black diamonds that were cut to perfection. It glowed differently. It was not a hero's crown, but a villain's diadem that was full of some traumatic stories, misunderstandings and sinful activities. It was evil and vicious but it was also elegant and impactful. "this is not mine!" he said and came a little closer, placing the diadem on my head. It fitted like it was made for me and only me.
"Because it IS made for you!" Luka cleared that point. I noticed something shifting on my head and it was the crown, beautiful chains of silver that were decorated with a delicate work distinctive dark jewels, hung from it. "Huh! It actually submitted to you!"
"um...Explain?" I asked while Luka moved around my head, adjusting the chains in my hair and the final product was....me! I actually felt good, like it all suits me? "it does though, it does suits you." Luka whispered when his breath tickled down my neck. I realized how close he stood and I quickly jumped away from him. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "Well a crown determines if you are worthy of power that you are given. If it does not alter itself when placed on one's head, then that means that the person is not fit for the job and HAVE to earn the title or be replaced. But if it does alter itself, like it did now, it means that the person is worthy and even the crown submits to him or her. A for the crown thing itself, it is invincible until someone more powerful than its holder destroys it. Your powers ....will advance and maybe then something like what happened last week, would not happen...I think...let's hope you do advance in powers. If you don't...you will be like a human with some privileges."
"And you still had that crown as back up for me? Despite knowing that I may as well get it broken? As well as may never get advanced in all of, THIS?" I asked and saw his lips pressing into a line. He took a toll and quickly responded with, "I did not had it as a back up! I made it! I began making it when...." and he stopped. Searching my face, debating whether to continue or not. Moments turned into long minutes, and I found myself waiting for him to say something. I leaned in a little and gestured him for continuation, "When???"
".Umm! It is not for you to know!"
"but-"
"....not important! Just shut up and take it so you can have a proper access and control to your powers or whatever....". I just kept my silence in confusion and a hint of my annoyance for him. Why can he not admit just once when he ACTUALLY does something...DECENT!!!??? He cleared his throat and got my attention again. HE IS THE EMBODIMENT OF STUPIDITY!!!
Luka just shook his head in disapproval, dismissing every thought he was having to himself, before he spoke, "In your human form....this will take the place of one accessory item that you can wear all the time but in your original form, it will be the crown. This would be your ring normally but it will be with the white stone. Once the stone would get black as the same color of the diamond of your tiara, your human identity would cease to exist forever. Either you will perish or either you will be stuck as the queen of the realm. It depends on the power dominancy you would have, which you won't as the majority of authority would remain with me so in this case, you life depends of the humane side of yours..."
"What are my odds of perishing?" I questioned, gulping down my fears. I will perish? That means I also have a limited time here.
"For now...they are high, human. Any compassionate feeling in you would make you a human and a human can never survive under the affects of THAT celestial power unless they have a lot of power." Luka said as his eyes went on to my fidgeting hands. There was just a flicker of worry in them before it vanished into thin air as if it never existed. Was it bad that it actually pained to see no compassion in his expression as if I was....nothing?
"So is there no way for me to actually stay, not being perished and still be...a little humane?" I asked in a shaky voice which I tried to mask well.
He just shook his head and spoke, "No! it only happens if the dealer took the place of the client willingly by submitting themselves to the client." I nodded in his response, accepting my fate and defeat. As long as I have been here, in this life, I have faced so much but I also have cared a lot. Getting rid of this compassion and warmth for others is impossible. I seriously can not do anything. My gaze fell on to the floor accepting the fact that all I can do is just...watch this petty show of life. "So, what about our deal that we were supposed to make?" I asked in a whisper. He shook his head slowly before saying, "we blew that up! I mean, I did! I accept that was my fault. It is kind of null now. You know, since you never wanted what you got so it ended being a blessing or a gift and not a deal!". I nodded and realized that I have what I want....but at what STUPID cost?!?!
"Human?"
"yes?"
"First, stop being that gloomy! Second, I have a preposition!"
"what?"
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"Close a deal with me, my human!"