Perfectionist

The Chief of Life

Antonio's POV.

Pain.

I felt unimaginable pain, the feeling of one's heart being ripped out and torn to shreds while your entire body is mutilated and crushed.

I sobbed uncontrollably, my body shivering as it began to pour heavily.

My forehead was pressed to hers as I felt her warmth slowly receding.

How did things turn out like this?

I wished I could change it.

If I could switch my life for hers, I would gladly.

But I couldn't.

I was devastated.

No-Utterly broken.

I blacked out.

———

You...Are...

Huh?

Where am I?

I found myself in a void much like the one Alexis and I were stuck in for three years.

I looked forward, only to see someone that looked exactly like me.

A mirror image, if you would.

"Who...Are you?"

I am you...I am an incarnation.

"In...carnation?"

I was the one who allowed you a second chance.

You...Intrigued me.

You were living in such harsh conditions and yet-

You still trusted and cared for your friends.

How could such a gentle soul be manifested in such a place?

When I saw you betrayed...I felt anger.

What unfairness was this?

I gave you a second chance.

Athena, gave you your soulmate.

"...What does this mean?"

We are not true gods.

We are incarnations.

Even we gods die.

We have not left the mortal coil.

But your lover, Alexis is named after the gemstone-Alexandrite.

It is a stone that represents hope, encouragement.

To never falter in the face of adversity, to stay strong when staring down despair, to remain tall when falling to rock bottom.

She was-A beacon of hope.

For Obvliates, Humans and Gods.

She was born of a mother who was a child of wedlock, a father who was the ruler of Obvliates.

In a sense, she had the blood of all three races within her.

But the gods, the gods saw something within her.

It was as if destiny, fate and all manner of variables that have been fixed and set in stone became a void around her.

She had no foreseeable fate.