Chapter 66: Eye in the Sky |
"My emotions have always been messy Verma, to the level, at a point, I gave up on them.
My heart stopped beating at some juncture, only excitement could give me some value anymore.
I tried some drugs, but they were not much of a thing for me, so I did deadly games then,
Started conquering things, it was pretty nice
I felt a bit less inferior.
But then again, as I see these emotional people, my soul cries out, why do I lack these normal things?
"And then I decided to just..." clenching his teeth, he continued, "just die...but my mind, it was just too against it, it won't listen to me anymore."
Rain started to pour, gently at the start, and heavily at the end as it continued; like a deepening sense of loneliness, it kept adding on, It made both of them wet, and their clothes started to cling to their bodies, but they didn't care, Verma hugged her one and only man tighter.
Harry looked at the clouds, the water it rained seemed more comforting and helpful than anything else he had ever seen,
"Verma, I am a man who reeks inferiority, a man who ended his own life and still put on a show to say he tried, a man who was so afraid of death, he had to act before he killed himself."
"Do you abhor me now?" he asked.
Verma didn't reply.
His heart clenched, maybe...it was too much, no woman would want such a worthless man after all. But he had to say it, he would rather make her his now than regret it later,
If it doesn't work, they weren't meant to be.
he didn't speak, she didn't speak.
Harry dazedly looked at the sky, Heavens, they were so partial, he wondered.
Verma loosened out of his embrace, her mind a jumbled mess as she looked at Harry's face, she couldn't take it anymore...
She shook her head and muttered something,
But the wind was too loud,
Harry leaned closer to listen,
"You are not h..." She said, her voice and face trembling in disbelief.
He couldn't hear clearly, he moved closer, She repeated what she said, her heart bleeding, "You are not...Harry."
Ace closed his eyes, this was destined.
"You..." Verma said, her heart beating like a drum in its untold anguish, it was not much of a deep-seated revelation, but her rejection of reality that kept the thought barred deep in her mind.
Her tears started rolling down, it trickled down her cheek as she asked with a tone of utter anguish..."You always knew right?"
"You always knew that long since, Harry as a person was no more, you are his true self but never him. You are a diff...different person, you are just, just a person who has a similar body,
No similar emotion, no feelings, not even the Thought Process!" She yelled with her whole body shivering against the cold water, Why?!
So HER Harry was long dead?
"Yes, Yes, Harry, Awakening, Once you reach Awakening all memories should join together!" She then said, her heart having found the sole destination for salvation.
Ace shook his head, "No, Verma, the moment my soul split and Harry lived a different life as Ace, I was a different person from my future self, I am not Harry as you once said, nor am I Ace. I...am just a different person."
Verma didn't have anything to speak, she stood there on the wide windowsill, her short draconic-transformed body trembling,
She felt dizzy
Why?
Why was this happening?
Everything was so good just minutes ago...
"Why Harry? Why are you doing this to me..." Verma sobbingly asked. the rainwater hid the emotions underneath her broken self, but it did not matter, her beloved was dead.
"I tried Verma, In fact, I tried too much. I tried to become Harry, But the more I see the influence he left in this timeline, the more I see him, the more I realize, the future me... He was different.
I wouldn't have done the things he did.
I wouldn't have been intelligent enough at times.
Or maybe confident enough at times.
I'm an inferior copy of him Verma, I...I am not him. And I will never be him.
I Am neither Ace nor Harry, Yet neither do I have a name...but Verma, I'm not the one who you are looking for.
Verma calmed down slightly, the rain seemed to be transforming into a storm, thunder was constantly ringing aloud from the distance,
"I...Is your inferiority complex affec..affecting your thoughts?" She asked, she did not know what to do, but she wanted him back, no matter the sacrifice.
Harry shook his head, "My mind is clear Verma, clearer than ever, and now, I only want to be myself, nothing more, I can't stand to be another person anymore. I...want to be myself.
I want to find who I am instead of becoming someone else Verma, You are a great woman, one of the greatest I've seen...
But you...are not mine."
Verma closed her eyes, her tears leaked through, her body started crumbling into fine ash, her lips turned slightly in a smile,
A tyrannical smile.
A devious chuckle escaped her lips, barely hidden excitement and an absolutely tyrannical expression cast on her once innocent lackadaisical face, "Keke, good work kiddo."
She vanished, lingering ash her bare remnant,
Harry looked at it, his heart trembling, turning abruptly, he looked towards the heavens,
Standing there majestically, An Eye looked at him, the third eye vanished out of his forehead,
The vertical eyes with Dark black abyss like pupils stared at him, marking him.
Then vanished.
Verma's chuckle echoed like a distant whisper.
The world started crumbling to pieces, like a mirror broken from the inside.
Reality, started warping.