[Yue's POV]
After some basic introductions, the Solaris House Lord clapped his hands and suggested that Amon escort me to their garden for us to communicate and get to know each other better without the adults in the room. I would have never thought that one of the strongest and most influential men in the world would be such an excellent wingman, but nonetheless, I was delighted at the turn of events. Besides, my goal was to entice Amon with my proposal anyway.
I was brought down to the garden pavilion, where a dozen snacks and a freshly brewed pot of tea awaited my arrival. It didn't take long for me to settle down and munch the delicious snacks. I could see the corners of Amon's lips twitching as I made no attempt to explain myself while I indulged in the luxuries, but I didn't care.
Perhaps it was his young face, plus his relative uneasiness from being sprung into an unexpected situation; Amon's annoyed expression was indeed a feast for the eyes.
Even the indomitable hero who single-handedly took down four calamities alone could be fazed. This was a sight I rarely saw, even after spending nearly a decade with him. I continued to evade the topic while making small talk about the snacks before us, relishing in the sight of Amon's face turning redder by the second.
"Hmmm, but it's okay! When I marry you, I will enjoy this tea every day! Don't you think so, Amon?"
I took one step further in my teasing. I wished to see more adorable expressions from the one I loved, and this was an opportunity of a lifetime. However, I may have gotten carried away with my last remark. As the words left my mouth, I could see Amon's befuddlement and annoyance turn rapidly. Now, hidden within his piercing golden eyes laid a sharp killing intent.
For a brief moment, I was transported back to the first time Amon and I met. The circumstances were different, and Amon was infinitely stronger at that time. Given that he has yet to overcome his weakness, I was easily a dozen times stronger than him. Yet… The fear that erupted from my soul wasn't an ounce less than our first meeting.
Only ten years had passed since he transmigrated from his original world, and he had yet to learn how to live as a free human rather than a weapon. Right now, he is more Number 23 than Amon Solaris.
"Who are you?"
"Who am I? Didn't I already introduce myself? My name is Yue Elune, the granddaughter of Yugor Elune. My favourite foods are scones and muffins. My favourite colour is golden-black. But the colour of my panties today is pink!"
"... That's not what I meant."
Amon's chilly voice resonated within the pavilion. I could tell he had reached his breaking point and no longer cared for pleasantries. He didn't even flinch when I divulged the colour of my underwear. While that hurt me a little, I didn't have the opportunity to continue teasing him, for he had dived straight to the crux of our conversation.
"Yue Elune… Do you have knowledge of the future?"
The man formerly known as Number 23 wasn't an overthinker. More often than not, if he could resort to force to solve a situation, he would. And that philosophy had its merits and demerits.
For one, Amon would kill anyone or anything he deemed a threat. For example, in my timeline, Amon killed an evil town mayor who sacrificed innocent lives in exchange for personal profits. In the short term, Amon's actions saved those innocent lives. However, the vacuum created by his thoughtless execution created chaos in the town as a power struggle soon emerged. Consequently, more innocent people were dragged into the situation, creating a muddled mess that couldn't be untangled anymore.
So, while well-intentioned, Amon's actions could lead to more chaos if not handled correctly. It was a lesson he learned eventually, but it would take Amon numerous years for him to figure that out.
It couldn't be helped. After all, Amon's previous life was a tragic mess. He was raised as a weapon with no concept of interacting with others. To put it bluntly, the man lacked a heap of common sense.
Unfortunately, I didn't have the luxury to teach him slowly. For us to overcome the calamities, I needed a way to control and restrain his actions, at least until he learned how to be human.
"As expected from you, Amon. You were never one to beat around the bush. Though, I would wish you to learn to be more discreet. The walls have ears, after all."
I instantly created a sound barrier to hide our conversation from peering ears. While I highly doubted that anyone would spy on two kids talking, it was still better to be safe than sorry.
"... You know me?"
I needed to convince him of our connection so that he would listen to what I said. If I just recounted our past word for word, he may not be convinced and go on his own path again. Therefore, I had to tell him this teeny white lie.
"How could I not know you, Amon Solaris? My one and only beloved… husband"
"... What?"
Husband…
Amon and I weren't married in my timeline. While we were allied, Amon was held back by his past, and he couldn't make a meaningful connection with anyone. However, it wasn't to say that he was completely heartless. Slowly but surely, Amon opened up to me about his past. We became friends, partners, and finally, one step away from becoming true lovers.
Unfortunately, he perished before we could take that final step.
It was a regret that still weighed heavily on my heart.
"As you'd guessed, I'm not just Yue Elune. Well, at least I'm not the Yue Elune you know from [Bright]... Number 23."
As I'd surmised, the moment I played my hand and told him what I knew, Amon charged at me with a vengeance. There, briefly, I caught eyes with the God of Death. Amon's anger shot through the roof, and his fingers were clawing straight for my neck. I would have fallen prey to his attack if I hadn't prepared myself with a telekinetic barrier.
"Hehe, is that how you treat your future wife? Although I'm into kinky play, I don't like it too rough."
I attempted to ease the mood with a little joke, but Amon was having none of it. He stared straight into my eyes, never wavering for a second. I could feel it… If I gave the wrong answers, he would make it his life mission to kill me.
"... How do you know me?"
"Well, if you let me finish, I will tell you."
"..."
Amon contemplated my words before finally releasing his chokehold on me. Likely, he weighed the pros and cons within a millisecond, deciding to hear me out before killing me. Amon's decisiveness was one of his best qualities, and it gave me an opportunity to win him to my side.
"Speak. Or else, I'll kill you."
"My, oh my. How coarse."
Nevertheless, the shock of being targeted was hard to ignore. I walked past the ramped-up young boy and sat behind him to gather myself. At the same time, I gave him a little hint by fixing the broken table and stools.
"Time reversal?"
"Not exactly, but it's a similar concept."
"Wait, does that mean…"
"Hoh, as expected. You catch on quick."
I smiled and crossed my legs over each other. Amon was a ruthless killer, but even he would listen to reason. If I told him fragments of our future, I'm confident he would warm up to me.
"Did you think you're the only irregular in this story?"
"You've… regressed?"
"That's right! I've regressed from the future! And well, in the future, we were lovers."
"That's… hard to believe…"
Tch, guess he won't go down that easily, huh? No matter, once we solidify this engagement, I can slowly manifest our marriage in reality. Maybe in ten, no, eight years? We will both be eighteen and will be legally considered adults. Within these eight years, I'll slowly chip down his defences, and eventually, he'll trust me wholeheartedly.
Once that happens… Huehuehuehue.
"If you've regressed from the future, you should know how this ends. What happened during the calamities?"
"..."
Just before my fantasies got a hold of me, Amon's analytical voice woke me up. If there was one thing I knew for sure about Amon, it was that his utmost priority was ending the calamities and saving Hyades. For what reason, I was uncertain. But since he transmigrated into this world, Amon has been working hard to save Hyades and its inhabitants.
Even if it meant shouldering the entire world on his shoulders.
Therefore, I didn't hesitate to tell him what happened in my timeline.
"We failed, Amon. Hyades was destroyed. Humanity was either annihilated or enslaved by Demons. The lucky ones died fighting. The survivors formed a resistance, but we couldn't win against the Demons after they desolated Hyades. With no other choice, our final option was to send my consciousness back in time and to rewrite history."
"... What?"