Alone

She said that we both will be weak when we get reborn, but it turns out that God made her extremely weak. Last night, she was struck with an asthma attack. She had to lie in a bed for two weeks now. Emotionally, she is even weaker than any girl I've come across. She tears up and nags a lot.

I don't know if cute is the word to describe the resurrection of the demon lord, but I guess she's human for now.

How the hell did this happen? She is staying under the same roof as me right after she got discharged!!! "Wait, wait, do your parents know about this?" "Nah, I'm sure they are fine about it," she exclaimed. "No, no, no, there is no way my sister would be happy," I worried. "No worries, I had talked to her already," she said with a little smirk.

I rushed down the stairs worried for my sister's life. She is still in front of the screen, this time with a soup in hand. "There is some in the pot, go get it yourself. Miko made it," she said while pointing her spoon to the kitchen after she got it out of her mouth.

Why am I so scared for my sister's life? It's not like Miko is even strong enough to fight my sister. I sighed as I slowly turn the rusty door know and open the door that followed with a creak. There is a girl sleeping on my bed!!! Is this heaven?!?!?!?! Ah, even Miko is cute when she sleeps, if we put aside that she is a demon lord.

Wait, where am I going to sleep then? The floor seems unusually comfortable tonight, got to be the gentleman right?

As I let the morning sunshine pass through my eyelids and burned my eyes for a little. The morning heat really set the mood to make me shower. But it seems that today is somehow hotter. Miko is sleeping on top of me. She is not really that heavy seeing how small sized she is. Might as well lie down a little bit longer. Damn, no matter how many times I see her as the demon lord, she could somehow be my girlfriend.

Awaken by the small movement of me trying to move her to the side, she got up gave me a dreamy look. "He-hey, you mind moving off me?" She immediately acted like she passed out and couldn't move. I'm done being the gentleman. I picked her up and holding her like a kid on her armpits. Then I dropped her on the blue round carpet that I got for my fifth birthday from my mother.

"Good morning, seems like you had a hell of night yesterday," greeted my sister. "I was treated as a damned bed for the whole night, but I unknowingly hugged her when I fell asleep so that is kind of fair." My sister raised her eyebrow as soon as she heard my statement. 'Oh god,' is what my mind kinda said at that moment.

Miko then came down dressed in a beautiful dress, and there I was in confusion, "How on earth did you get that dress?" "Oh, that? It was a dress I bought that didn't fit me very well," my sister barged in. "So you gave other people your trash?" I asked. Then she replied, "Ehe, they used to say, one 'woman's' trash is another 'woman's' treasure right." A smack in the head is what I gave her as a goodbye.

Passing through the gates of my college, I noticed a bunch of people were looking at me. Little did I realize, I was holding Miko's hand as if we are dating. A shameless dude walked up to us and asked, "Ayo, you two dating?"

"What do you think? We even live under the same roof," Miko answered with no hesitation. Now all the guys will be hating on me. Remember how I said the school star didn't come to school just because she got verbally bullied, well you see, that 'star' got hospitalised. I think you pretty get the gist of it.

I immediately let go of her hands and ran away.

I woke up. "Oh it was just a dream," I told myself. "More like you tripped and fell and somehow passed out." I recognize that familiar voice. Yup, it was not a dream.

"Hey, demon. I think I kind of made a mistake here. I shouldn't have challenge you to this. I am not even that strong. I can't protect anyone with this body. Or so to say, I never could protect anyone. I had three lives before, I died at a young age in the first two and I could have protected someone in my third life, but I took advantage of that," I could no longer play this game.

"Damn, you are really fucking weak, we are not even near the starting point and you are already giving up. I am not at a point where I give all of me to you. To see you so miserable can't even make me laugh. Before this, I sat on my throne laughing at everyone's misery. But, I just couldn't laugh at yours. The fact that you are so weak makes me feel that He is that bored to create a being like you. There is no time for you to cry over spilled milk. You came to me looking all strong, don't tell me you are going to swallow those words back. You are done, but I'm not. There is not turning back when you challenge the wrong person," she said.

I sat next to her in class, but she really fulfilled her job as human. She pays attention to every word a human is saying. From despising humans, now trying to become one. Damn, she's strong.

Some seniors seemed to be unhappy with the fact that I get to hold Miko's hand. "Who do you think you are, eh? Miko is not somebody you can touch as you like!" grabbing my collar threatening me. I gave some of my saliva spits as my 'you're welcome' gift. They didn't seem to like that either so I was thrown to the wall.

"To think that the old men are also into young girls, makes me sick," I said while sitting down on the ground and getting my butt heated up by the hot ground.

The bulky guy relieved me from the pain that my butt was suffering, in return, he wanted a tooth. Giving me punch after punch just made me remember of my best friend in the past. We used to trade fist every day to see who's stronger.

The winner turns out to be me. He always smiled when he won, "Smile, a bit, you the person who won don't even want to smile even a little bit. Did I beat your ass a little too hard for you to even move your lips muscles?" "Why do you smile when you lose then?" I asked. He replied with, "Being defeated means having more chances to get stronger, and you the one who's sitting on top doesn't want to smile at your own victory. No one is going to stay the same. One day, I'll be stronger than you and beat you, but before that happens, enjoy your sweet victory." The frustrating part of the story is that I had to pay for his medical bills.

All this idiots standing in front of me and laughing at their lame jokes about me. I was left alone on the grass with blood dripping out of my nose and mouth. For some reason, I smiled.

I didn't lose that one to be honest. It was not even done to see who's stronger, it was a show off of the other side's dominance. Let me take a nap here real quick. Ah, this feeling, I have somehow felt it before. Damn I'm going now? I haven't even won ye….

As I woke up from the comfortable hospital and the cold air brushed gently at my face, there sits a beautiful young lady crying as if she was worry for my life. "I never knew a demon lord got feelings," I whisper as if I had a sore throat while I gently caressed her cheeks with my fingers. She sniffed, "I don't know, the Lord was not kidding when He said that He is going to give me real feelings. I just have this feeling where I don't want to lose you."

The desperate need I want to see her smile is increasing by every drop of tears she dripped on my broken hand, "Smile for me, please. I don't want to have a sad face greeting me as I just woke up from a bad dream." "Who are you to tell me what to do? I am the almighty demon lord, I don't take instructions, I give them," she said… while smiling.

As how everyone loved, a corny love story always somehow struck our hearts, depends on how it is written. It always happens to give us a fulfilling smile for no reason. Just that easy deceive someone if you have good looks and good with words, but the case I am currently in is the opposite. Now my fate is locked in and I have to live with this woman for the rest of my life. This phrase will drive some people to where the main character says that they will change the fate they are facing, but I am too lazy for that shit. This story may not satisfy your needs and won't be any near the amazing stories you've read before. I used to live to tell my story, but now I got someone I got to live for, I can't have that person be crying on my funeral. Living for something or someone is what we humans tend to do, no matter if it is a religion or someone we care about. Have you ever thought of living for yourself? Loving yourself too much drives you to live for yourself? This is why humans are so weak. We lived for others but not ourselves, unknowingly. I had always thought it was kind of shit that He made up to discourage humans to prevent humans overtaking His throne, but somehow I understand it now.

"You sure you want to go to school? You still got a broken arm, you can choose to stay at home, plus won't you get bullied some more if you go again? You got a broken arm, there's snow in hell chance you going to survive," my sister said. I sternly replied, "I'm going!"

Luckily, Miko actually sits next to me in class so she can pretty much pamper me until my hand heals completely, I might as well pretend my hand is still injured until the day I die.

The dying atmosphere made it so hard to breath in the class room. The sound made by the friction between the chalk and the blackboard made my ears tired until they blocked any input of the sounds. The dust particles created by the chalk is could even been seen by this pair of eyes implanted in my skull. The dust gracefully rested on the chalk holder by the blackboard.

My neck was no longer strong enough to support the weight of my head, so it rested on the table full of insulting scribbles made by 'little kids' when I was still in the hospital. Calling yourselves as 'adults' would really make me bursts out with laughter. I tried to let the time passed by closing my eyes and wonder to the slumber palace.

My instinct told me not to wonder too far as I don't want to hear the screams of an old lady anymore. As I opened the lids of my eyes, I was blinded by a bright smile that lies beyond my comprehension. She had the same posture as me. I am not really a professional at reading lips movement but I was pretty sure that she said, "I love you."

I became as red as a cherry. Flustered as can be, I avoided talking to her for the whole day, I might have done the wrong thing. As we are walking back home, she poked me by my shoulder. I turned around and saw the cutest pout crafted on Miko's face, "What did I do wrong today? Why did you avoid me?" she said while hitting my hand softly repeatedly. "It-it-it's just that you said I-I-I love you," I said with embarrassment.

"What is wrong with that? It is true," she said. Questions ran through my head, how is this the same woman who stepped on my throat to keep me quiet. "Uh, then. I-I-I love you too," I stuttered. She kind of blew up with embarrassment and left me alone there in front of the gate. I turned around and saw the audience behind me. The girls screamed in joy as if a main character just confessed and the boys didn't like the show I guess. The angry aura just passed me one by one as each boys gave me a glare when they walked by. I kept my head low until I reached home.

"Welcome back," my sister chilling sofa and eating her porridge this time. "Is Miko upstairs?" I asked. "No, some people came over and claimed that Miko's parents want her back to their house, so they took her away." My heart dropped to my twisted stomach as I dropped to the ground thinking how important she is in my life, "I'm going to get her back."