I decided to carry on with this story, honestly because I don't know where else to put them. These are the links to the previous chapters
Chapter 3: A mistake
For the next few reincarnations since the suicide incident happened, I kept a close watch on my human. I made sure no harm ever befell them as best as I could, although a few claimed bad decisions were definitely inevitable but still. The human didn’t deserve that much pain, especially when times of war came to areas they inhabited in those times. Humans really are chaotic
After some time of watching over my given soul and the soul given to my underling, I came to realize a few important matters in these humans’ lives. Their lives fall way too short which was the reason for their chaotic behavior. Most of them were barely given any time at all, like how the first proceeding in my life as a guardian went. But what I still cannot fathom was the constant need for conquest. Peaceful agreements could have been made and the need for war could vanish. But such creatures are not at that point yet.
The events of war were far too straining on both angels and humans alike and it seemed like for the longest time, peace could never be achieved. But my human seemed to have the strangest way of proving me wrong all the time. This reincarnation of the human had managed to open up a place where people gather and enjoyed themselves silly. A pub? As it was called? And what was more amusing was the fact that my angel underling’s human reincarnation was among the very few employees that worked in their establishment. It made more sense for us to watch the humans together.
Days should have passed by in peace but then my underling made sure I never come to have a peaceful day with how often they would escape into the human world. There was only one place they would go, and it was one I dreaded the most. As proud as I was to have watched how my human built the place from the ground up and how many times the human honestly came to giving up... It was not a place I would want to linger upon, partly because I dreaded seeing what my human’s eyes look now. But the task of bringing back my underling (again) needed to be done. So with much disdain, I made my travel as quickly as I could, I needed to avoid my human at all cost, after all. But I guess fate had its own design. The moment I landed on earth, the warmest pair of hazel tinged eyes fell upon me. I wonder if it was the connection we shared or if it was the fact that the soul was female in this reincarnation but never would I have imagined that the same lifeless orbs that first greeted me in our first encounter could be this bright and brimming with joy. The spark made her reincarnation all the more beautiful. I shouldn’t be thinking so indecently like this…
I was invited for a drink together at her pub, saying it was on the house but I still payed with what little human currency I and my underling kept. For a moment, the thought of my underling disappeared. Nothing but this human’s warm and lovely smile filled my thoughts. Of how her body swayed with the booming country music that resonated in the room and how her melodious voice kept ringing in my ears. I wonder if this is what humans called infatuation. If so, then I was deeply infatuated with the life that I was supposedly only to watch over. This was definitely a mistake. But now I understood what my underling felt and why they would so often escape to the human world just to catch a glimpse of their human. The connection became this strong that it felt like parting would lead to the death of an angel.
The proceedings of that night were not something I would be proud of, per se. I had managed to at least avoid any other contact with my human besides the small bumps and apologetic smiles she gave me whenever it occurred. The simple touches felt like electricity to my otherwise cold skin but as soon as I found my underling, we said our farewells and returned to our world. Never had I longed for the small touches as much as I did that night. In that reincarnation, my human refused so many suitors and just focused on the pub. The human spent her life with my underling’s human as her best companion and at her death bed; I came to visit once more. The human had the same look in her eyes on the day she invited me to the pub. And I never knew it was possible for me to shed tears for such a being as she said her final words to me
“I have waited for you for so long. I knew you would come back and see me one day”
In her last words, I knew she had passed peacefully.
Luh. 🥺🥺 I'm speachless.. ang ganda ng pagkakagawa mo dito sis. ❤❤