Chapter 19

"Micheal, meet your future colleagues. Special team with every commander and intelligence gathering team with some of our undercover agents and our Hitwoman." Zoya announced with a hint of pride and then boredom.

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~Third-person POV~~~

"..... Zoya I want to speak with you. It's a very grave topic." Micheal spoke, ignoring what Zoya told her but gave the women audience a cold and bored glance.

He slides to the other side of the bar, walking toward the bartender looking in her eyes, devoid of emotion, telling her to go without muttering a word.

"I will go then…." She muttered softly and left. "Hmm, did something happen Mr. Handsome." One girl gave her remark which was again ignored as Micheal took out a few bottles of exotic alcohol and placed them on the table in a sequence.

".... Ok, I am hearing." She looked into his eyes which were not showing many emotions, straightened her back as he was serious, so she also paused drinking.

Witnessing such behavior by Zoya stupefied others, as no one dares talk to Zoya in such an informal manner.

Some women stood up as they felt offended but were stopped by Zoya herself as she stared at them, 'No one will interfere.'

He takes the glass and slowly starts making cocktail drinks for himself. "In the short life I had lived previously, grief and regrets are the constant companions of mine."

The room was silent now, everyone focused on Micheal and his strange behavior. He managed to create a weird looking drink which didn't look pleasant at all.

"And from the past few days I have been struggling with what to choose," He paused, staring at Zoya and sitting on the seat while he consumed the alcoholic drink he created.

"Even frankly speaking, I don't have an answer yet." He stopped saying anything and looked outside through the window as if he were searching for something.

"..." No one interfered or cut his monologue as they wanted to know what he wanted to disclose because now Zoya had a serious expression which was no joke.

"... I would suggest you be who you are… yourself." She said after deeply feeling his words and understanding what he was talking about.

"If you believe you understand me then I had to say You F*****in don't girl. I have lived 10 times of your lifetime combined." He answered her back in an infuriated tone because she compared two very different things.

"Both of us had lived in 2 opposite worlds…. Unlike yours, mine never had a choice..." Hearing his words she refrained from saying any further than she didn't want any bad blood with him due to various reasons and from his tone and words he speaks he is really troubled in his psyche.

"I don't mean any disrespect…." She plainly stated as the atmosphere between the two tense out a little more.

He closed his eyes, going into deep deep thinking.

--Flashback—----------

"Relic, If I die one day, then what would you do?" XXX asked as she cuddled him and a cold wind blew from the sky.

"That would never happen in the first place, so why bother? Enjoy the moment." He said not want to answer such a question when he was feeling romantic and having a moment with her.

"Just curious," She said, staring into his eyes, wanting an answer. "Hmm, I would live with grief then, depressed, upset and sad life." He gave up as he knew how stubborn she was as well as overwhelmingly cute.

"..." She didn't answer, checked whether what he said was true or not, and tightened her hug a little as she blushed.

"You know I love you, veeeery very much. So, your happiness is mine." She told him with a charming smile, kissing his cheek.

"And mine is yours." He also stated as he felt like it.

"If I die, do whatever makes you happy. Just never forget me. Ok, promise me that." She brought her face closer to his and said.

"... Why so sudden, we are alive right…. Or did you have a future sight?" He questioned her with suspicion as she was acting weird, today was his birthday, and currently we were on a date.

Throughout the day she was chill and happy but now suddenly started acting strange, "No! Just promise me." She insisted with a pout.

"Fine! As you command, my highness." He jokingly said to her not taking her seriously, "Stop Joking!"

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"Relic….. Rem….ur…..pro..ise...." She muttered with everything she had left in her.

"Noooooo! Don't leave me alone" He shouted, holding her in his arms until she was gone.

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~~MC POV~~~~

"My promise…." *Sigh I whispered to myself but Goya was able to hear it, however, did not react. 'It's the duty of living to carry on living for the dead.'

"I never thought I would think like this…." 'Thank you my girls' I opened my eyes feeling numerous sad emotions about to burst from my inside however it didn't as I remember my previous life lovers.

"Look like you found your answer, Mickey. Are you in." Zoya said with a smile, holding eye contact.

"Now I think I am back," I responded with a grin. 'System status'

—Status-

Title- Unequipped

Name- Micheal/Mikey

Age- 19

Health- 100/100

Energy- 190/200

Level: 29

Exp: 8990/9000

Strength- 10

Dexterity- 11

Vitality/Endurance- 32

Intellect- 151

Unused attribute point: 5

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Powers: [Stand:Ghost of Sprada] [Virtue is Sin and Sin is virtue]

Skills: [Charisma->A][Memory Library->A] [Strategist-> B] [Eternal Dance->A]

Abilities: [Counter-Flash] [RageXWrath] [???] [???] [???] [???] {???}

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