95 Theres Things that Even Angels Cannot Do (2/2)

”She'll die,” Emilia responded with a stern countenance on her face. ”And there's no way to prevent her death. It's inevitable, even for us.”

”...”

I stared at the ground in melancholy after being delivered this news. Emilia's words, like her facial expression, were so cold, like a realist that had forgotten to dream... She spoke with no euphemism, trying to deliver me the fact in the quickest and most efficient way possible by making things clearer than clear. There was a lack of mercy on her end, one that once again proved opposite to the angels in the scriptures.

I felt that same throbbing anguish within my heart as it filled all the way up to my throat. It was as if the moodiness had materialized into air and was stuck within me, filling my existence with the dark energy until they will one day threaten to burst out...

”Don't be so sad, Alevian,” Noah said as he patted my back. ”You still have time left with her.”

”I can't prevent her death,” Emilia said as she stared at me with those cold eyes of her's, ”but I can tell you when she'll die—”

”I don't need that!” I said in a raised voice, surprising Noah but eliciting no reaction from Emilia.

I didn't care about the chance that those in the seating area could hear us. All that mattered to me at that moment was an anger that seemed to have rose from nothing. This fire burned with great fervor within me, incinerating myself. I knew that I shouldn't be blaming them for their inabilities to help, but... I just can't bring myself to see things rationally anymore. Before all this, I probably would've been able to, but... my time with Luna had changed me.

”Is that all?” she asked. ”If that's it then I'm heading back.”

”I don't understand,” I said as she walked past me and towards the door. ”Why can you angels be so similar to us humans and yet so merciless as well?”

”...” She remained silent for a second before she slid open the door and returned to her seat, leaving only Noah and I standing there alone.

”Cheer up,” Noah said, trying to help me raise my spirits.

”Noah...” I looked at him with defeat in my eyes. ”Why?”

”...” He observed my face and then let out a sigh. ”I was told by Ralus,” he started, ”that us angels were formerly humans. That's why we're so like humans in our emotions. But... being angels seemed to have altered us in certain ways, causing us to think with a sanity that just seemed insane. I'm still pretty young in angel terms,” he explained, ”so I'm more human than both Emilia and Ralus. But... because I'm still not used to it, I'm often scared. Scared at how calm and cold we become when making certain decisions...”

”...” I remained silent as I listened in on his words.

”So... please don't blame Emilia,” he said with an apologetic smile. ”She has a lot on her mind as well,” he said as he stared out the window that was situated on the door that led out of the train car which was currently shut tight. ”Both her and Ralus...”

”...” I continued to listen in on his words and remained mute.

”I'll do my best and see if there's a way to help her,” Noah then turned to me. ”I promise you that.”

I let out a sigh. Like I've stated before, deep down, Noah is really a nice person. By looking at his eyes, I could tell that he was being honest. Staring into those blue eyes of his, I saw a true tranquil garden within him where flowers of all varieties and colors bloomed. However, in a small corner of that garden, a few white flowers sprouted, the same white flowers that appeared to abundant in the garden within Emilia.

”I'll leave ya here for now,” Noah then said. ”You might need some time to calm down before returning.”

Then, he walked to the door and disappeared, leaving me standing there alone. In my heart, that fire burned on. However, it was slowly dying out. When it did die out though, I discovered that the flames of anger had left behind nothing for me except destruction to my own soul.