Hunting the Creator

World Backlash 7.15

Tonauac didn't say anything, he waited for his wife to continue. "I've... I... Don't know how I started, what I remember of my earliest memories is about my soul being a slave to a system, an artificial intelligence that can somehow take me to one world and into another world. Worlds that are governed over by a kind of god. I've met you a couple of world into my freedom, when I had been unchained from the slavery of constant punish to strictly following my role in these worlds."

"You were annoying at first." She smiled at the distant memory of Gavin Potts, the short pervert has taken a bold initiative in that forsaken world of crime. "But charming as well, during that world I tied you to me. I didn't know if it was for selfish reasons or something completely different, but I wanted you by my side."

Azami replayed the many worlds and names Tonauac had before, how he had been clingy in one world, served him under another and so forth. The many worlds where they fell in love all over again. The tragedies that happened around them and the phobia of trusting others and needing to distance himself from them slowly faded away, and he accepted this sticky soul's love subconsciously.

"So what do you think?" Azami finished as she looked at the man who wholeheartedly listened to the woman who sat on his lap. "I've been a man for all of the other worlds as well, this time I was a woman surprisingly."

"I..." Tonauac stood up and sat Azami onto his throne, he knelt down on the floor and took her hand into his, laying a gentle kiss onto her. "Love you, no matter what gender or species you are." He began as his eyes looked up at Azami as if she was the only one that could ever rule over him. "I will not say that I've always known you throughout the world I've been in. In truth during this current life I manifest snippets of different worlds, I thought I was going mad. Worlds with odd metal beasts, flying metal birds and devices to communicate across the world. There weren't any demons, only mentally unstable humans, worlds where no magic was available. And in every world I felt a yearning for someone, but every time I woke up the only thing I could remember were golden eyes. Your eyes.

I know of the old worlds through my dreams, and seeing as I'm not mad and going crazy I understand that they were memories of my past self. So thank you for trusting me with your secrets. I didn't know what to do if I had told you instead and a chance of you seeing me as a madman."

"My love, I would never, if you woke up one day and said you wanted to wipe our the entire world and only have me and the kids then I'd be right behind you." Azami said as two crazy bastards stared at one another in crazy bliss.

Suddenly a tremor occured.

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