The Author's POV

Fear.

An unpleasant and inescapable emotion caused by the threat of danger, pain, or harm.

It begins with your hair standing up. Next, your palms begin to sweat, and your body experiences a wave of nausea, making it difficult for you to comprehend what lies before you.

The world feels foggy. Everything that seemed so clear the previous moment becomes blurry, and in an instant, your entire body begins to tremble, and your heart beats so loudly inside of your head that it feels suffocating.

Fear starts off as an instinctive and primitive response designed to help us avoid dangerous situations.

…But what would happen when you're in a situation where you can't avoid this so called danger?

Helplessness.

That was what they would feel.

A wave of helplessness would wash over the individual as they find themselves in a situation where they could do nothing.

"Don't tell me you're planning on leaving right as I arrived?"

Jezebeth's words echoed inside of my ears, while the hair at the back of my neck stood up.

Fear was slowly starting to permeate my body.

"Haaa…haa…"

Unknowingly, my breathing became heavier.

As I slowly lifted my head up, my eyes met Jezebeth's, and my heart stopped for a moment.

'S..shit.'

I was overcome with a wave of helplessness as his presence completely enveloped my body, stopping me from moving at all.

"Hm?"

In the midst of my struggle, Jezebeth frowned.

Coming a little closer to me, he tilted his head a little.

"You…"

He pointed his slender finger in my direction, as his glaring red eyes scrutinized my body up and down.

My body felt completely naked as his eyes scanned it. It was as if he knew every secret inside my body.

Gradually, as he continued to stare at me, his eyes dropped and his head shook.

"…You're not him, again."

There were hints of disappointment in his voice as he turned his head to look away from me.

Right as he turned, I was able to hear his soft whisper.

"He would never make such an expression…"

Taking a step away from me, he looked around the room and continued to whisper to himself.

"This is strange…I'm sure I detected his presence before coming here. I don't think I'm wrong."

For the next couple of seconds, he didn't say anything and just quietly walked around the room with a pensive look on his face.

Coming to a sudden stop, he turned around to look at me.

Once again scanning my body, his brows jumped and a thin smile formed on his face.

"I see…"

Tap.

Taking a step closer to me, it didn't take long for him to arrive before me.

Extending his hand, my vision darkened as his plan covered my face.

I tried with all my might, staring at the hand that was snatching at my face, but it was all in vain; he stopped me without any effort on his part.

"Don't move. I'm trying to check something."

His voice loudly echoed inside of my ears.

As soon as his words vanished, I experienced an electric shock throughout my body. My body began to tense up in response to what he did, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

I wanted to scream, but it was all futile effort on my end as my mouth was sealed shut. No matter how much I struggled, I couldn't say anything.

"Mhh! Mhhhhh!"

The only thing that came out of my mouth were low muffled shouts.

"Ah, it makes sense now."

Taking his hand away from my head, Jezebeth once again turned away from me.

He had a satisfied look on his face.

"It's just like I predicted. You were the ones that resulted in Magnus's death, and it doesn't look like an accident either. As expected of you…"

Turning his body around, our eyes met. This time, his smile faded a little.

be

once he said these words, but I didn't say

I began to calm

"Oh?"

the sudden

you're not that different from him. You can say that you bear striking resemblances

head and slowly lifted his head.

real you take over?

in a gentle manner, every word he spoke thundered

Even though it pained me to be reminded that I was a fraud, I was gradually accepting this

with a slow head

"I'm good."

"You're good?"

me with a

"Ha."

he let out one single burst of dry

for long, as his complexion crumbled and his voice

you have

color that totally enveloped the room as he snapped his head to gaze at me, and a

"Khurk!"

dropped on both knees to

hands, I slowly raised my head to

Tap. Tap. Tap.

slow and rhythmical footsteps echoed throughout the room

that the pressure bearing down

"Khuak!"

disappeared, my body reflexively gagged and a wave of vertigo hit

both hands on the ground, I began to heavily gasp for air while a single

"…My bad."

I heard Jezebeth's voice echo beside my

about how pathetically weak you are at the moment. For a moment, I thought that you

legged on the ground, Jezebeth placed both of his

of things I want to say, and even though you might not be him, he should still be able to hear every

my head snapped

"How should we start?"

his head and pondering for a bit, Jezebeth tapped his head

you see, so I'm having a hard time remembering

his head, Jezebeth

that aside, it doesn't seem like you have much time till he takes over. I'll say a couple of years. Mhh,

while extending the other toward me until his palm was

caught a whiff of death lingering in the

I do? Should I just kill you before he takes over? There have been several instances when he's brought me quite

many whispers, resembling the hissing

kill you right now, a lot of

me into this weird phase that made it hard for me to keep my focus. Everything

think I've got

was only after he removed the palm of his hand away from me that the hissing sound stopped and he appeared in my vision once more.

he

to that of a human, and the way he acted was also

complete enigma in my

what made him

must be wondering why I did not kill

to read my thoughts, I was jolted

his face, he slowly

to walk around me in circles. The sound

records are weakening. No,

I swallowed a mouthful

within my body started

may not know this since you don't have the power of the Akashic laws, but with every regression, or time loop, the records

time isn't cheap regardless of what type of entity you are. Be it me, you...or the records, meddling with time doesn't come cheaply. Whatever the case, unlike me and you, the records

footsteps, Jezebeth turned his head

start to lose their powers like a fighter running out of stamina, and what if they get so desperate that they start to use even more of their powers to help

feel my

His words…

of dread as I began to comprehend what

place, I became aware of the previous regressions within my mind with each new regression that happened. The records could

a white glow enveloped Jezebeth's hand and his

"This power…it's so addicting."

his words reverberated so powerfully inside

the

looks, you've already guessed it. This is the last loop. Once 'he' dies, the loop

more intense with each word he

why

inside of my head, and my view of

my best to

to say. I wanted to know why he wasn't killing me. I wanted to know what was

I don't

blanked, and my eyes blinked several times,

face as his two glaring red eyes stared at

desires. You want to stop the loops. You want the suffering you've experienced to end, right? Then carry it out.

Jezebeth halted himself mid-sentence.

over his mouth,

yourself just yet. Not unless you

long for his brows to relax.

his smile became

be even

he was looking at me, not

want to

looked straight into my eyes.

of you wants to die, while another