Ilyana laughed heartily as if there weren't any sharpened metal pointed at her throat.
"Well, I'm not really the serious type of person but bloody hell! How can you betray me for the twelfth time already? Somehow, that makes you exceptional but absolutely not in a good way. In all my lifetimes, the one who would betray me varies but you, kind sire, is more consistent than most of the lovers back on earth who does online dating!"
The man stayed rather silent for a while, observing the lunatic who seemed to have lost her mind mumbling nonsensical words that he does not understand what the meaning is.
Then he said with a face full of grief "Ilya, It seems that Helene was right. You have truly gone insane."
"Helene? Oh, that Helene who acts like an adorable little rabbit but is secretly colluding with the demons! I mean, who can blame her right? After all, the demons are particularly attractive. I say they're a nine out of ten. And most importantly, stop calling me Ilya, the people over here have an awful naming sense. Plus, the name Helene is overused. Can't they name their villains better?"
"Nonsense, How dare you tarnish her name with baseless rubbish!" Ilyana stared at the man whose veins were about to pop out of his neck and arms. She smiled bitterly and thought that it was unfair on how he always betrays her who saved his life but stays loyal to Helene who's only using him for her not-so-typical plan of destroying the world.
"Ah, indeed. This world shall be destroyed. Come to think of it, I should express my gratitude to that little rabbit in advance."
"Do not say her name with that—"
He was cut off when Ilyana laughed. His repeating words from all twelve lifetimes, like that of a broken tape was seriously starting to get annoying "Let me guess, Filthy mouth of mine?"
The man was about to say another word however, he was astonished when the woman who's hair shone under the moonlight smiled peculiarly with tears falling from her eyes that shone even brighter than her hair under the moon's embrace.
"Every life time, you swore your love to me. You would kneel and give me a white rose while professing how not even the Gods and Goddesses can stop your love for me. You confessed your love, swearing how not even the Devil himself can get in between us. What's worst is that you would always, always without fail, tell me how you would find me and love me even in another life." She scoffed and her stomach vibrated with the ripples of laughter, this time- one full of mockery.
"My beloved, even the Gods and Goddesses would not be able to make you truly love me. However, it is not the fact that you could never offer your love to me that breaks my heart because no matter how cruel you are in this life or in another, I will always without fail, fall for you. Ah, indeed I am cursed, cursed in an endless cycle of loving a man who would never love me back." Ilyana thought that it was foolishly hilarious how she can be defeated by the same man twelve times in this world where women rules and men were simply nothing but fancy jewels to collect.
Ilyana glanced at the huge run-down window that should be called a door instead because of its size.
'Well to be honest, these are at least the words that the real Ilyana would have said. Not mine though. Ah but on a serious note, let this senior rest in peace and stop pointing that sword in this humble and old senior who only wants her overdue vacation!'
She fully turned her back at him and ran towards the window, or door, or whatever it should be called and stood at the very edge, facing towards him for some additional pity effect.
"This time, I beg you to give me the honor of taking my own life. You usually torture me to death, which believe it or not, is absolutely uncanny."
Before the man could even process her words, she relaxed her body and let it fall backwards without any hesitation while yelling the words of freedom;
"Fuck you!"
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