Destined To Be

Destination 16

Seven

It's 11:00 in the morning, and it's raining hard in this shitty place.

Ilang beses nang tumunog ang aking cellphone ngunit hindi ko pa rin ito pinapansin.

Right now, I don't give a damn about it, or anything, in general.

Mabilis kong nilagok ang aking kape, at sa pang-apat na beses, nagtimpla na naman ako ulit. Kahit sampung litro pa ng kape ay hindi pa rin yata ako magigising sa kahibangang ito.

Muli, ginulo ko na naman ang buhok ko.

Kahapon ay hindi ko na matandaan kung paano ako nakabalik sa unit ko. All I knew was, I stayed on that parking lot for five hours. Five agonizing and mind-torturing hours.

Kinalimutan ko na ang tungkol sa folder. Ang tungkol sa marka. Ang tungkol sa kung sino man.

Because what I discovered there was far greater from what I'm looking for.

I finally remembered...who I am. Or who I was.

I was a vampire. I was Cassiopeia Dark, a pureblooded vampire, not until I sacrificed my life to my brother's other half. Using my Noble Gift, I made her a pureblood, in exchange of my life.

And about the reason why I'm still alive, well partly alive, I don't have any idea except the prophecy Avera told me in the past.

That I will die and will be reborn.

But for now, what's more important is, I already know who I was. Buong magdamag din kasi akong gising kakaisip sa bagay na ito.

Who I am now?

Am I Seven Villacastro?

Or C-assiopeia Dark?

I smiled wickedly.

"I am both," bulong ko.

Bakit ko pa pahihirapan ang aking sarili? For 25 years, I lived in Seven's identity, and I do feel like Seven. But the soul inside me is of Cassiopeia's, and now, I do feel like her also.

So, I am both, Seven and Cassiopeia. Summing up, the fearless prosecutor, the scrutinizer detective, and the bitchiest princess combined.

Maybe Seven did die in that accident 25 years ago. And perhaps, that's when Cassiopeia's soul, my soul, entered her body.

And for the whole 25 years or even more, wala akong ideya sa kung ano na ang nangyari pagkatapos kong mamatay bilang si Cassiopeia. Walang nakakaalam na buhay pa ako sa ibang katauhan.

O may naghahanap manlang ba sa akin?

I smiled weakly. Sinong maghahanap sa patay na? But, how about Stacey? She's aware about my prophecy. Nandoon siya nang sinabi ni Avera ang tungkol sa bagay na iyon. Ngunit mukhang maging siya ay wala nang pakialam sa akin. Tapos may paiyak-iyak pa siya noon.

I rolled my eyes.

That girl is indeed irritating, kahit noong bata pa kami. Ano na kaya ang nangyari sa bitch na iyon? Did she become Queen like what Avera also prophesied?

May nakakaala manlang ba kaya sa akin? After the sacrifice I made, are there who can remember me still as the great selfless Cassiopeia? Or just like the dead ones, I was also forgotten.

That's so sad to think of.

Kung iisipin napakalungkot. Ganito pala talaga pag namatay na ano? Nakakatakot na sa paglipas ng panahon, unti-unti ring mabubura ang alaalang iniwan mo sa kanila.

Just example, our great, great, great forefathers. Kilala pa ba natin sila? Even me, a vampire, hindi ko na kilala ang aking mga ninuno.

Only the history of time can remember them forever. But not me, not us.