Magician
1497 Words
"Who are you?... And what are you?" I asked Raman and lifted my gaze to him.
Raman almost chocked on the food he was chewing on and immediately lost appetite. Her question left him dumbstruck.
"Hero... What are you? What's your true identity?" Ella asked again and he finally lifted his gaze to her and he could see the questioning look she had on her face yet, he kept mute.
Raman tore his gaze off her, his eyes wondering around, he couldn't bring himself to look her in the eyes and give her a proper answer.
As a demon, his job is to lie and decieve mankind and lure them to sin but this time around, he didn't want to lie to her. He was finding it very difficult to cook up a lie to tell her and till now, he still couldn't figure out why carrying out his demon activities around her becomes so difficult for him.
But,
What could he have expected?
He should have prepared himself for this because he saw this coming, he knew she would someday question him about his identity and he would have to lie to her even if he didn't want to. He also knew that Ella was naive and she trusted him and would believe whatever he told her but using her naivety against her was what he didn't want to do. But now, he'd have to use it against her.
He cursed within himself and tightened his fist.
Keeping my eyes fixed on him, I immediately noticed Raman's sudden change and it began to grow some doubt and suspicion about him.
"Hero... Why aren't you answering me? Who are you? What's your real identity? How are you able to teleport? How did you acquire all this riches? What sort of job are you doing?" I asked again, my my doubt and suspicion getting the better of me.
"One question at a time Ella, which do you want me to answer first." Raman finally replied.
If he wanted to make the lies he's about to feed to her believable, he'll have to act natural.
"Who are you and what's your real identity?"
"I'm a magician." He lied.
"Magician..." I mumbled in disbelief, my brows narrowed.
"Yes, I'm a magician." Raman answered again and poured himself a glass of orange juice.
"But, how and why are you able to teleport? Honestly, I really don't think that magicians can teleport." I said eagerly waiting for Raman's reply.
"Well some of us can. It's an ability we don't show to the world because if we do, people might end up making us magicians misuse it." He answered and began drinking his orange juice.
"Really?" I asked, astonished and Raman only nodded his head, telling me "Yes".
A smile was slowly making its way to my face when suddenly, a strange feeling spiraled through me.
Lies...
I heard the voice in my head.
It was like I told myself that he was lying to me.
Did I just sense or feel it in me that this man was lying to me?
No no, it can't be. I've never been able to sense lies in such a strange manner.
It has never happened before and it can't happen now.
It's all just my imagination.
Raman would never lie about such to me right?
I asked myself as I stared at this man who I've come to trust so much, sitting opposite me.
Shaking off the feeling, "Wow, that's really nice. I actually can't believe I'm staying with a real life magician." I forced a smile on my face. "Hero, since you're a magician, that's means you know how to cast some spells or do some magic right?"
Somehow, he managed not to spit out the juice in his mouth before he managed to swallow the juice with so much struggle.
"I don't do magic neither do I cast spells, I'm not a witch." He said and dropped the glass cup on the table.
Narrowing my brows, " Witch... Do spell casting witches really exist?" I asked.
It was at this moment that Raman realized he had said too much.
"I was born a magician and my only ability is to teleport. I didn't learn any magic cause I didn't find it fun." He said, trying to change the subject.
"That's too bad, you should have learn one. I really wanted you to do some magic."
"Is that all you wanna ask?" Raman asked, hoping she'd not ask him any further questions but he was wrong.
"No, how..."
"I'll answer all your questions some other day. I'm done." Raman said, cutting me off as he stood up and began walking about of the dining room.
"Hero... wait!!" I called out, hoping he'd stop but he didn't. "What a coward... He runs away whenever I'm asking him any question." I said to myself and recalled the words he said to me.
But this time, I got the same feeling and it was stronger than before.
Why do I keep getting a strange feeling that hero is lying to me?
No, I shouldn't overthink it.
I'm staying with a real life magician.
I thought to myself and giggled.
...........
Pacing back and forth in his room, he couldn't get rid of the feeling that was eating him up.
The feeling of guilt.
Why should he be feeling so guilty for lying to her?
Why does it feels like he had lied to her some time ago and it turned out bad?
Why is this feeling of guilt eating him up so badly?
For goodness sake, he performed his activities as a demon so why is it so different with Ella.
He knew very well that Ella had come to trust him and he also knew that if he revealed the truth to her, she'll definitely run away from him.
The thought of her running away from him pierced through his heart like a sharp knife. He couldn't even bear to see her sad or crying and just the mere thought of her running away from him out of fear was absolutely something else.
Why does he feel this way?
No... He has had enough. He need answers. He needs to figure out why he's feeling this way.
Everything he felt was new and strangely it felt familiar and it was driving him insane.
"Oliver." He called out.
"Yes my lord, you called out to me." Oliver said after appearing out of nowhere, "What's the emergency?"
"There's no emergency, I just need answers to some of my questions."
"What is is my lord?"
"I need you to explain something to me. Listen carefully ok..." Raman said and Oliver nodded his head to Raman.
"When you can't stop thinking about someone, when you can't bring yourself to refuse that same person. You always want that person to be save and happy. You seem to want to make that person your firsr priority, you always want to be around this person. You feel so much fear when the person is in danger and you're willing to give your all to protect that same person, what is it called? I mean, what type of feeling is that? " He asked and he didn't even realize had listed down exactly how he feels about Ella.
"I don't really know my lord..." Oliver paused and gazed at Raman who was now wearing a serious, confused and curious look on his face.
"I think it's something the humans call love or something like that. I really don't know but I just decided to make my guess. It's something we've witnessed in humans so I think it's the feeling called love. Why do you ask my lord?"
"Nothing. Thanks, you may leave." Raman said.
Oliver was stunned by Raman's action today.
Did his lord just say "Thanks" to him?
At the moment, he wasn't sure if he should just leave or question Raman.
Oliver finally decided to leave Raman without uttering a single word. He knew Raman wouldn't be that stupid to fall in love or feel any sort of thing relating to that feeling called love.
He's of course an ancient demon and he knows the consequences of falling in love with a human and breaking the rules of the demons and witches.
Raman was left all alone in his room, he was totally confused, he wasn't thinking straight, he kept thinking of what Oliver said over and over again.
Could he really be in love with this human?
Is that the reason why he kept doing the things he did for her and kept feeling this way towards her?
No... It can't possibly be love.
It was something else, it definitely has to be something else cause he being in love with this human doesn't explain why his demon awaken whenever he's close to her.
Tons of thoughts kept flooding his mind and he couldn't provide answers to any of his questions.
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