Chapter 300 299. Playing Right Into "His" Hands.

Jolting back into their consciousness, Isha and Eshwar sat dazed in front of a broken, golden, divine-looking clock.

Suddenly,

"Oh, I forgot to mention the "hero" or "protagonist" of this world; you'll know who it is with a mere glance at the academy. And remember that I am an omnipotent being that's free, meaning I can do whatever I want." It was then that they heard "his" voice in their minds; while Eshwar shuddered in fear for a split second, Isha's lips curled up into a beautiful smile, involuntarily.

*

My mind was in a complete mess; how could anybody stay calm, sane, and still, knowing that their existence itself was under threat? I don't know about the others, but I definitely want one of them. They say that if one repeats a lie in their minds for a longer period of time, then they themselves will begin to believe that lie as if it were the truth.

"I'll just lie to myself." I mumbled out loud involuntarily. Hearing my words, Isha frowned deeply, but with my mind being in chaos, I didn't care about it right now.

With a mind-numbing headache, I was entirely immersed in my thoughts, when

"ESHWAR!!!" Isha's loud yell snapped me out of my reverie, and as I looked down, and found myself drenched in cold sweat.

"Haaaa...." With a deep sigh, I could only clench my hands and, 'F**k!' I cursed inwardly.

"I'm alright." I said and calmed down myself from thinking too much bullsh*t.

'These are the times when I should like myself. If he is me, then I'll just accept it, just like I did with myself when I was trying to figure out who I was.' I thought inwardly, and my chaotic mind calmed down, albeit slightly.

(AN: Mentioned something similar in ch 214: Who am I? (2))

After thinking about what and all "he" had said, 'Oi, if the gods couldn't be killed with the divinity, then what did you kill them with?' I thought inwardly.

'The power of my soul.' And just as I had expected, he could hear my thoughts, which would be troublesome even if I started the game of my survival.

And what's the power of a soul? I was thinking about all these thoughts while rejecting his existence, and I wanted to try something by combining my theory with what he had said at the end.

"....." 'There isn't a reply!' I thought in joy, and

'For what?' I shuddered when I abruptly heard his voice in my head, but I was too overjoyed about my theory turning out to be true.

'What's the power of a soul? Isn't there an anime about this? I love the action scenes in that anime, though.' I thought, and sure enough, this time the answer came.

'Of course, that was also the base of the technique I created, and though it works similarly, it is a lot different.' He, my original, said,

'Since magic spells are nearly useless on planet Antinoüs, when compared to martial arts, the techniques I created could be said to be the best, but I don't think you can learn them yet.' He said, raising and killing off all of my hopes at the same time.

If it's similar, then I can create my own too. With that thought in my mind and a grin on my face, I glanced at Isha, and my grin turned soft. 'F**king hell, my mind was so messed up for a split second that I even thought of using Isha to hurt him, making him submit.' As soon as that thought cruised through my mind, my existence itself began to tremble in fear, knowing who the cause of it was.

'I know, and I'm sorry. I wasn't in the right state of mind after hearing everything you said.' I apologised inwardly.

'Urckh!!!' It felt like something was crushing my very existence. Shuddering violently at that experience, I passed out—no, I was about to—but the pain stopped right at that moment.

"What's wrong?" Isha asked with a concerned look on her face, and thinking that I really don't deserve her, I scooted over and hugged her tightly.

'You are right about you not deserving her.' My original said with a scoff.

"It's alright. Now that we know that he is none other than yourself, we don't have to worry about being scared of him." Isha consoled me, and since I wasn't really looking for consolation, ignoring my original's existence, I bit her neck, which earned me a soft moan from Isha.

*

The next morning, Isha and Eshwar woke up and made their way to the capital's outskirts, from where they planned to use a gate to get to the academy's premises.

"I'll drive!" Isha said joyfully and sat on the front seat without waiting for an answer, while Eshwar sighed with a smile on his face and sat in the backseat, as Isha started the bike and drove off. It was only after a few seconds that Isha realised what would happen if Eshwar sat in the backseat. As his hands flitted around her waist, his right hand slowly slid downward while his left hand climbed up, sending a subtle yet pleasurable shivers through Isha's body.

'Th-this... this....this guy!!!' Isha roared inwardly as his hands continued to make their way towards their destination.

"Stop! I can't drive like this!!!' Isha yelled at the naughty, no, h*rny man sitting on the backseat!

"Are you sure?" Eshwar asked cheekily, pretending to not know what she was talking about.

"Yes! Sit still like a good boy!" Isha said in a huff and pouted cutely as Eshwar's hand moved up and held her chin, making her turn to face him as he captured her lips as she drove the bike.

"!!!!!" With her eyes wide open, 'You can kiss like this? I.... didn't know about this.' She thought and looked at the road ahead from the corner of her eyes, but it wasn't long before she found it hard to resist the kiss, so she broke the kiss, stopped the bike, turned around, and sat on his laps, kissing him as he drove the bike.

Well, the bike had yet to move, even though there were only a few hours before the academy started, but now it was the least of their concerns.