4. welcome to my world

Jihha

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So, just to actually accept the fact that what I am experiencing is NOT COMPLETELY normal, I accepted that I am now dying. On the verge of my mysterious death, all I was able to think of was that there are many deaths, that have had occurred in the world with apparently no reason or cause of that can actually explain how one died.....is this what happens to them? Am I also going to die like those people with mysterious deaths??? And-

"no, those deaths are...as you said mysterious and not my doings! Not 100 per cent mine and yeah....some of the credit does go to me!". I heard that man's voice and before I could have opened my eyes....I felt something on my waist. An arm...a strong hold. I could feel myself drifting away from THAT thing. I shot open my eyes and saw a perfectly symmetrical face....a handsome man...a familiar CON-MAN! Who is actually not a con-artist on the given basis of what is happening.

He looked completely relaxed as if this is the doorway to his home. "Yes...this is THE doorway to my home!".....he spoke before pulling me closer by my wrist, which caused a slight burn mark and the heat immediately vanished. In a matter of split seconds, I stood in the center of something that was similar to what we can say , maybe hades' throne room? "Hello?" I shouted while my voice echoed through the void, folding on it, over and over again. All of this cannot be real, right!? I....I am not dead...

I looked around and saw absolutely no being in existence and that terrified me more. The veil of silence flowed gracefully through the environment around me. Instead of just standing there, I moved towards the throne. It was on a raised platform, beautiful case of stairs led to the throne while something similar to expensive emeralds, rubies and other precious stones decorated the border reeling of it.

On the top, a beautifully corrupted throne was settled, laced with a maroon, so dark that it was almost black, colored seat and black thorns of diamonds as embellishments that increased its darkness, its corruptness, enhancing the evil that came with it, comes with it and WILL come with it. Yet despite all of that... the beauty it possessed was addicting.... "I want it." I whispered to myself without even realizing because of how mesmerizing it was. ".. You can have it!" THAT voice spoke through the dark cloud that was forming on the seat. I took a step back when I realized how strong the attraction of throne was affecting me. It blurred my consciousness, blocking away my thoughts and all of my focus went on that one thing I always strived for.....power. Back in my reality, the clouds died down and there was someone on the throne now.

The same man... he was now all.... changed? He was looking more cunning? More attractive- NOT ATTRACTIVE!!! Why did I think of that?!?!

My focus and the force of my absolute observation went on him again. His glasses were nowhere to be seen but those sharp eyes, those dark eyes glowed with strands of orange while his forehead was all exposed, he sat on the throne as if he is the master of it and it all suited him, a black crown rested on his head. All of it was nothing more or less than ANYTHING vile looking but it was still composing itself in an elegant manner. "Oh come on! You are back to your normal state Jihha!" he said which snapped me back to reality. And his words finally hit me, "I do not actually recall telling you my name..."

"You don't have to little human! I know it all!" He said while leaning back on his seat. I was about to open my mouth when something acidic and citric hit my throat, completely muting me. Was I freaking out? Yes! Absolutely! But somehow I was not...frightened. The man just gestured me to not to speak, "welcome to my world! you are an exclusive guest here because you, my little human, are going to struck a deal of a lifetime with me!!!". There was pure mischief in his eyes....something I cannot really comprehend. It was dark and somewhat lust like...but a lust for absolute authority. I just eyed him in an expression of 'what the hell do you mean?!' and he got the message I wanted to relay, "my little human wants something for herself and THAT can give me something that I have always wanted for MYSELF!".

All of a sudden, with a gush of wind, that tartaric feeling in my mouth and throat went away and I drew in a large and deep breath, filling my lungs with air as if I was deprived from it for more than a century. "so what do you say?" he asked while leaning forward in my direction. I glared at him while trying to catch my breath. He leaned back in his seat, and just by barely raising his finger, I ended up right on his lap.

I was face to face with him, I noticed his one arm rested on the arm rest when he raised my burned wrist to the level of his gaze and examined it, "Oh you poor little soul..." I tried to yank myself away from this creep but his hold was so forceful that each movement I took, it just spread pain to my own body. His satisfactory sinful grin widened as he placed his finger under my chin and raised my face before speaking, "you may not want the throne but you want something and I know what it is!"

"Oh really? Enlighten me." I whispered in an attempt to not to bite his head off. He scoffed before saying, "You, my human, you want wellness for your poor little aunt! Right my little human?!" I was on the verge of sprinting in the opposite direction from him when he changed our positions. With a loud and painful thud, I was on the throne while he had me trapped between both of his arms that were on the both sides of the throne's arms and this small crown floated above my head, similar to the one he had but it was more feminine. My gaze shifted between the crown, which was glowing above my head, and him, who was a little way too close, "what are you trying to imply?"

"My little human is coming around? Well, let us see! Strike a deal with me which will abide my law and you will get your end of the deal and this throne, as well as all of the power that comes with this!" he said before leaning in towards me and caressing my lower lip, "you already got a taste of what this makes one feel.... what does it make you feel, my little human?" he whispered, "I... feel powerful...I feel like what I always wanted to feel and...."

"And?" he said in a humming tone while being completely satisfied. I smirked and chuckled which got him momentarily confused before I said, "and I don't fucking want it!". With that I stood up. Yeah he was taller than me but I was not a small cookie as well. He frowned initially but then leaned back with an amused look before raising his hands in air as a surrender, "you say that now little human, but you will strive for it.... you will beg for this feeling again and-"

"And what I want is power? Yes! But is this something I want now? no! I may have selfish wants but I am also a 'small, petty and illogical' human who wants something that THIS feeling, THIS power is nothing in comparison to!" I exclaimed while crossing my arms in front of me. Right now there is nothing more I despise than HIM! ".....you are not that boring my little human! So what do you-"

"send me back home...I hate it here!"

"No! You hate me! I can tell by your annoyance! so... it is your aunt you want to so desperately save?". And that was the tug he was looking for and he knew he found it. I blinked a few times before opening my mouth but I...

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....I was laying on the cold ground of my roof. It was morning already? I snapped back up and looked around like a mad man... it was all a dream? No one is here... not even a ghost of a leaf. I feel light headed and dizzy.... did I drink last night? I guess! I audited to myself, "all of that... it was a crazy dream and-" I immediately shut up when my eyes went on my wrist... no..no....no no no no no no.... this can't be.

..... The burn mark... all of this is and was real. I tried to remember what was the last thing that happened which caused me to end up back home but all I was able to recall was that man's last words that he said to me over my body after 'we' returned,

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"No one can save you from me and no one can help you, except me. Choose what you want wisely, my little human!"