'Have we met before'

This is where it all began, a long time ago, You and Douma were lovers and you were also part of his cult. But unfortunately, between Immortal and Mortal, that's something that must be accepted. "What do you think?" Douma asked. His tone cheerful as he stared a few steps away from you.

Douma, he was a demon, occupying the position of the second upper moon and of course immortal who would live forever, and you as his lover, someone who was originally born as a human who finally met him, was just a mortal creature who would not last forever in the world.

"I think you're wrong...we've never met" He muttered, a calm and carefree tone that almost hid something behind it. Even so, he loved you so much, he wanted you to always be with him, there for him, carving beautiful things and memories, even though he knew it was impossible. because in truth— You were the one who taught him the meaning of a feeling, which he could never feel or have.

However, Douma saw you die many times and reincarnate again, It was like more than just a wound in his heart, which kept repeating itself. But he still remembered you even though you were gone. Until decades passed, you reincarnated again but as a demon slayer tasked with the mission to kill Douma, with the katana you held, drawn against him.

"...And if it were possible, I would only want that meeting to be our last," He said, a smile adorning his face under the moonlight, with the landscape of the lotus lake glowing "...And without any farewells or...endings." He added, his tone almost soft and gentle, as if hinting at something.