[1st POV]
"Because I know now that you are just like me,"
No sound.
Her eyes stared at mine, not really challenging but almost daring in their taunt for my reply. She knew I couldn't refuse her words, and she would be amused to see me try.
Whether it was true that that was how she felt about the world, it was true for me.
I am in fiction turned reality. This was a world where nothing was similar but at the same time, familiar enough to not drive me insane. This universe was a house where I felt like a guest. A house but it was not my home.
My main relationships were limited to those I knew from my old world. Characters that I've read in my past life and whom I now somewhat felt familiar to because they existed in a completely different universe where I came from.
But even then, a part of me felt like I'm the only real one in this real world.
Did that mean I see everyone else and the whole world as inferior? Maybe, that was another way to put it I guess.
A shout and a scream. Are they the same?
"What do you want from me?" I asked with an exhale. I wished I had read the Chainsaw Man manga.
There was nothing I wanted more in that moment than to get a full picture of the character sitting in front of me. Was she really a horrible villain? The final villain? Or was she just a character misunderstood and someone who could eventually have redemption.
What the fuck did she want in this shithole?
"I don't want anything from you. I want you," she said with a tilt, "I thought I've made that clear,"
"But why?"
"Because you're like me,"
"Will you stop saying that." I said, "You are the Control Devil. You want to control me and use me. That much I know. But for what purpose? I can't fathom what you want,"
She stared at me, but she looked right past me. Her mind immediately went someplace else. She leaned back on the sofa, her legs crossed even though the table stopped me from seeing it.
"She told you that?" Makima asked, "What else did she tell you?"
"No one told me anything. I knew you were a devil from the moment I met you," I said and point at my nose, "I devour devils, I know food when I smell one,"
"That's interesting. What do I smell like?"
"Ridiculously good," I said fast, "I look at the mirror everyday and praise my self control,"
She smiled, this time a bit teasingly.
"But let's get back to the point," I insisted fast before she did anything out of pocket like telling me I can eat her in every way I desire.
"I want to create a perfect world Jin," she said, her eyes finally looking at me again. And I mean they look at me.
"A perfect world without devils. A world without fear, suffering, hunger, pain, death. A perfect world. I want to create a safe heaven for my humans," she said.
Humans?
My humans?
"And how are you going to do that?"
"With you by my side," she said.
It was my time to fold my arms and lean back on my chair.
"I don't buy that, not even one bit," I said. You mean to tell me that this villain hinted by the anime of how horrible she was, wanted to create a perfect world.
"Go on, try again,"
"I promise you Jin, that's all I want. That's all I'll ever want," she said.
The genuine voice and eyes threw me in for a loop. If she were to lie to me, she could do way better than that. So that means she is telling the truth.
Unless she predicted that I would think that, so she made up a stupid lie.
Or maybe she predicted that I would predict that. But she still said what she said because it was the truth.
"It's really not that complicated Jin," she said with a smile, perhaps seeing the complicated thoughts from my face.
I messed up my hair, "So you're like Thanos or Madara then. You will achieve this goal by controlling every human being on earth. Forcing them to love each other and stopping them from ever harming each other again,"
She shook her head, "I don't protect my dogs by leashing them on a tight rope. I do so by removing everything that could harm them from their kennel,"
I squinted, "And how are you going to remove them?"
She put a finger on her lips, her eyes smiled this time, not her lips.
"Secret~"
"Right," I said.
"That's why I can't let anyone else have you Jin," she said, "it's unfortunate that you decided Reze out of everyone to be one of your fireflies, but she needs to go,"
"I won't let you do anything to her," I said simply.
"I don't have to do anything," she argued, "I think you don't realize how precarious her situation really is. Everything will be done on its own,"
"And now you can't save her. No one can," Makima said finally.
"She was always meant to die, in every meaning held by the word,"
....
If I remember correctly, she was always trying to run away even in the anime. She wanted to get out from the clutches of the Soviet Union. She wanted to live her own life, have her own freedom.
She might've been okay with that.
But in the anime, she paused for Denji. This time for me.
I stood up from the chair without any other words. I didn't let even the smallest sigh escape my lips.
"See you soon then Makima,"
I moved away from her table and head towards the door.
But she had final words for me.
"Don't let her distract you Jin. You don't have time to focus on others when you have to focus on yourself,"
"They're coming. They might already be here,"
Who? I didn't ask.
I left the cafe to deal with the plethora of other issues on my plate.
One at a time.
Firstly, I really need to find us a new home.
Preferably a free quarter like my previous home. But the Yakuza somehow knew exactly where I live and on which floor. That meant the Public Safety Commission was not really safe.
So maybe somewhere a bit more private?
A villa would be nice.
It was expensive but who cares?
I'm rich as fuck.
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