Villain of my own novel

"Gaze of the Omniscient." With a mumble, I glanced down at Isha, who was in my arms.

DOOOOOOM!

And as if a cue of death rang, a pitch-black, humongous, horned demonic demoness's figure with a crimson hue surrounding it appeared, towering in front of me, glaring at me with bright golden irises and vertical pure white slits. The entirety of its body was covered in cracks, through which Isha's "divine mana" was seeping out, yet it still had a missing piece at its heart, through which I could see the pure white, celestial yet ominous power of one's soul.

'Still as terrifying as ever...' I thought inwardly. Its size was celestial; well, its existence was defined with a "Celestial" in front of it, and of course, I do not know its name even now.

The demonic figure that I was able to see was Isha's soul, which was at least a zillion times stronger than the gods that were in existence, even in its current state. Since the most strongest piece of its soul was still stuck on my soul.

'If I teach Isha how to tap into the power of her soul, then I won't have to worry about her ever again.' I thought, but still, since I didn't know what came next, I wasn't ready to take any risks without even learning about what kind of existence the celestial being in front of me was.

'.... I can kill it if I put my mind to it, but....' I pondered. I didn't know what would remain of the "Isha" I currently know if her soul healed completely, but the ominousness yet the heavenly feeling her soul is giving off is... beyond what one could ever even imagine. With that thought, I glanced at my arm that was wrapped around Isha and noticed the goosebumps I had.

'I am still getting goosebumps just from looking at it for a gap of time....' I thought with a slight smirk.

'Should I reveal it or not....' While I was stuck on that thought, Isha's grip around me tightened, as her soul leaned in on me with an ominous grin on its face.

'Whoa....when did you start influencing her body?' I thought inwardly and noticed how Isha's grip around me was getting tighter and tighter.

'When I let my obsession, with you, lose.' And unexpectedly, an answer came from the demonic demoness's figure in front of me. Shuddering violently at the voice that seemed like a requiem, I deactivated my skill.

"Eshwar? Are you okay?" Isha's concerned voice jolted me back into reality. Only then did I notice that my back was covered in cold sweat as I trembled in Isha's arms.

"Huh?" I glanced down at her face and flinched when the demonic demoness's face replaced Isha's, but I held in my urge to run away and gently hugged her.

"N-nothing. I am just a bit too happy." I whispered in her ear, making her burn with a violent blush.

'I have to live forever if I want to make sure that her soul doesn't devour her.' I burned with determination inwardly. Because as long as I don't die, the final piece of her soul that was stuck on mine won't be released, so as long as I live forever, the current Isha will remain the same, forever.

But,

'I have to let her know at least something....'

"Isha, after hearing Frostine's story, I understood the entire story, or you could call it the play of fate. I didn't know what it was till now because you never existed in all of my previous lives because I regressed to the time after your death every time." I said them in an inaudible whisper, in such a way that only Isha was able to hear them.

"Guys, please leave us for a few minutes." I glanced at the members of the Veil, who were gazing at us with gazes filled with curiosity.

"Hmph!" With a snort of unison, they walked towards the room's door, including Frostine, whom I stopped by holding her wrist, indicating her to stay back.

CLUNK

"Domain of Absolute Isolation." I initiated it, and with a ripple in space, not a single sound from outside was heard anymore.

"Haaa...." With a deep sigh, I glanced at Frostine before glancing at Isha.

"In what format would you like to hear the story? I personally prefer a -like style because it is a lot easier to understand." I said it with a solemn look on my face.

"You wouldn't have mentioned that if you had given us an option in the first place. But first...." Frostine said, even though she had something more to say, I cut her short because I couldn't help but want to convey my compliment.

"As expected, Frostine is smart." I nodded my head with a content look on my face.

"Stop interfering." Frostine said, giving me a stern gaze.

"Hm, hm." I hummed, nodding.

"Huuu.... I missed you." She said with a deep sigh and pounced on me, hugging me.

"I missed you too."

"Don't lie, I can tell "how" much you missed me just from your bland, emotionless tone!" Frostine roared.

"If you do not remember, I have slightly become numb to emotions, and more so after meeting your master, who left nothing in me except for love and rage." I replied.

"Hmph!" With a snort, Frostine tightened her hug around me. I smiled slightly and returned her hug, feeling her tears on my shoulder.

"You. Frosty! You're all grown up now!" Isha roared and pulled her back.

"Alright, alright, master, I'll stop cryin-" Frostine said in a flustered voice, but Isha simply hugged my arm as she glanced at Frostine from the corner of her eyes.

"You can't just hug any man like that! That too with those!" Isha said, pointing at Frostine's chest, making me and Frostine look at her with deadpan looks on our faces.

'True, if she hadn't mentioned, I wouldn't even have glanced at her bo-'

"Where are you looking?" Isha's stern tone snapped me out of my stupor.

"Nowhere." I answered and glanced around the room, whistling.

"Master!!!!" Frostine yelled, crossing her arms over her chest as she glared at Isha as if she had just betrayed her.

"You should be mindful of your actions; we don't know who is a pervert like your master's soon-to-be husband!" Isha retorted.

Realising she was indeed talking about me, "M-me? What did I do? I'm innocent!" I pleaded not guilty.

"Hmph! Whose part of himself did all those perverted acts? Going around wooing other innocent women?" Isha asked, and with no real answer to her accurately asked question, I lowered my head and received an earful of a well-deserved scolding from Isha.

'Wait, I had something serious to discuss!'

*

After a few minutes of bickering, we finally stopped and got on to the serious matter at hand.

" like." Was the option they picked.

"After combining the bits of memories I have of those involved in "our story," I figured out the complete truth."