Jihha
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The irony of life hit me on the face! Just as I was sure after my whole speech to Luka and LITERALLY thought that he may have had an ounce of care for me, he shrugged and passed a wicked and satisfactory smirk my way. "Oh my evilness! My human is such an emotional havoc! Honestly, with that spirit and speech, you may over throw me from my OWN realm, EVEN in a democratic manner!" his words ended and that small laughter of mockery added salt to the wound.
I tried to keep my emotions neutral but sometimes, we forget about the destruction our words can cause. This is a virtue lesson I have always known but only came to realize when my misery, my helplessness and my emotions became a source of amusement for someone else. I just wanted to be done with everything and never see his face again. If anyone want to know how much my powerlessness is hurting me emotionally, the best way to put it is that; I will choose eternal destruction and torture over and over again for a passerby rather than to hear HIS tone, mocking me even for more of 5 minutes.
"Okay human! Let us FINALLY close our deal! You get what you want and after that is done, you will be bounded to wish for my absolute authority and every thing's end, even if you reach your deathbed! You know the deal and what will happen so now, give me your arm!" Luka commanded after catching his breath and straightening up. He looked amused and satisfied, nothing like the one that was here moments ago, comforting me. "My arm?" I asked through my calm voice. I was trying to remain calm but right now, and yet nothing was helping at all! Luka sighed in annoyance and grabbed my left arm in a sudden motion. His grip was brutally tight and that caused a sharp pain to run across my systems....a weird pain it was. "..Yes, your ARM! Also- Huh? Human, you still have some of your little powers left in your body! Soon enough you will be petty like the others!"
This continuous one-sided banter and his 'words' were really not helping the situation. Luka glanced at me for a split second and took a double take at my expression. A shadow of some certain emotion passed over his face.....regret? lament? Whatever it was, it stuck for a few moments before disappearing but leaving its speaks behind. I pushed everything aside and took a deep breath before asking, "how are we going to close the deal?"
"J-just....Just concentrate on this emotions of yours and think of what you want for your aunt! You want her to die a painless death and to save her from eternal torture for her deeds? Just think about EXACTLY that! Also, hold on to yourself tightly and do not let yourself slip or else, it is a sudden death and no deal!", and I did. As soon as I let my feelings guide me and took over my thoughts, I felt something creeping up my legs. The land below our foot turned bright white and the grip on my arm became more rigid. My eyes went on to Luka and the orange shade of his eyes were back. His hair flew with those sharp currents of air freely while some type of enchantment in a whisper crossed my ears. I felt something draining out of my body. Something powerful and heavy...like as if someone was extracting my bones from within me. I could feel something getting pulled out from my body and weird gushes of coldness running down my spine. If that was not enough, my eyes began to burn. Not from the outside but from the inside as if there were microscopic needles installed on the back of my eyes. I had no idea what was happening other than the fact that whatever I am doing, the rest and yet to come won't be pretty!
My head began to spin and my sight was getting blurry with each passing second... Will it be wrong if I gave up now? My consciousness spoke. If I let myself slip, everything will end. I will die and shortly after, my aunt will join me. What if I accept all of what is going to happen with my aunt? Will I be able to withstand the fact that I had power and choose to be a coward about it?! I strived for any means to do the unspeakable and unthinkable for my aunt, even if that meant to meddle with celestials who want nothing but doom over humanity, if I give up now, I will die with no honor. I spent my whole life in this hellhole of humans, dedicating my time and my hard work to attain the influence, power and stability I posses over the business and the world. Money was the diadem of this world, and I got it! The diadem of my peace is to end my aunt's misery and I am so close to having it, I am not giving up!
In the amidst of whatever was Luka doing, I felt myself falling down and before I knew it, I fell on the floor, back side, with a loud thud. It was like as if someone disabled gravity for a bit and then decided to turn it on again. My whole spine felt the impact and the pain hit my ribcage as if someone passed the currents through my systems. I sat up slowly while softly rubbing my shoulder in an attempt to sooth it while Luka stood towering me as if I were his pet. Yet, he was not looking at me or anything for that matter. He was looking at the far west corner, completely zoned out paying no attention to his surroundings or whatsoever. He did not look satisfied or happy, instead he was mortified. He looked like as if he was not believing himself on what he has done right now. There was a whole chaotic debate going on in his thoughts. Panic was settled in his body and he was loosing his cool. Maybe it was just my overthinking but when I tried to stood up and a painful groan left my body, he immediately snapped back into his consciousness and gave me support by holding me up to my feet and balance again by holding me from my shoulders and pulling me up.
My frame was pressed against his and he was so close that the nape of my neck was getting warmer, second by second due to his warm breath lingering on my skin. "Take it easy, there are no more pains involved during the proper closure of the deal, the rest are for your eternal journey of afterlife!" When his touch did not get loosened, I turned my head around to look at him. He remained in his stance and his body heat soothed the pain I was going through. His gaze travelled from my arms to my neck, then to my face. There was flicker of tension in his eyes, a panic that arose from within. And there he was, the REAL Luka, the one who gets worried for me and-
"There, you got what you wanted human!" he spat out in a low voice before slightly pushing me away from himself. And he was gone...the one standing in front of me was again the Obliteration. I was about to open my mouth when Luka shook his head, with a bitter expression and spoke, " tum se zaida barra bewakoof mein ny aj tk nai dekha!"
"Hey- Wait..w-what? what does that even mean and why-"
"Just...rest your mouth and mind, human! If I wanted you to understand what I said, I would have chosen to say, whatever I said, in English. Do not bother!" and with that, he vanished. Without even sparing me a glance or another word or even a second of silence, he turned his back on me and went away.
He was at a war with himself and the only thing I prayed was, that no matter what happens, may the REAL him won. Not the obliteration, not the humanity hater, not a semi- bully of mine, but the REAL Luka who kept showing himself for mere moments before evaporating into nothings.
There are so many things I wanted to ask him but I knew better. A part of me kept telling me that what kind of miracle I am waiting for to happen, will never happen. Why? Because he is OBLITERATION!!! Coldness, rudeness, arrogance and hatred are what he is an expert in and whatever I am hoping for is-
"OUCH!" a sudden groan left my lips as I doubled over while holding my chest where my heart was. Wait! Is this supposed to happen? The sudden streams of agony spread completely throughout my ribcage, originating from my heart. Was I having a heart attack? A serious stroke? No...the symptoms are different. I screamed in pain as I felt like this weird torment passing through my ears and head, completely depriving me from any sound or sight. I felt something hot rushing out from my eyes, the tears of being in pain and physical despair was eating me alive. This can not be Luka's doings right? He may be evil but he would not do THIS to me! I know, I know-
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...."That is where you are wrong, Jihha Lusik! Obliteration will do way worse than this to you, if you continue to dismiss the original design of your fate!"