I.. Am God?

"I, Ándras Ouroboros, master of the land, come here in front of the altar, not as a man of power, but as a man who loves this woman before me. I take you, Nari Myori, as my life and my end, my joy and my pain, my ease and unease, my love and my friend, as my never-ending partner until the end of times. Death would have no power over us and would never be able to separate us."

"I love you with all my heart and soul. Beyond the universe's decay, I will be with you." Andre then took the ring from the ring bearer and presented it to her, "I offer you this ring, as a sign and as a bond of our love. Generations and nations shall fall but this ring shall stay forevermore."

Nari's tears ran down her cheeks as she extended her hand, letting Andre wear the ring on her middle finger.

"I, Nari Myori, come before the altar as a woman who lives to love this man before me. I take you, Ándras Ouroboros, as my life and my end, my joy and my pain, my ease and unease, my love and my friend, as my never-ending partner until the end of times. With you, death would have no power over us and would never be able to separate us."

"I love you and would love you from this life to my other lives. I shall be with you just as you shall be with me forevermore." She took the remaining ring and presented it to him, "I offer you this mortal ring, not as a mortal ring but as a ring whose love transcends that of its life. This ring would rust as time went by but its purpose and soul shall remain as it is even after the universe dies."

Andre extended his hand out, letting Nari wear it on his finger.

"And now, with the power vested in me, as one of the living gods, I pronounce you husband and wife. You can now kiss the bride."

As soon as Hleferoc said it, everyone cheered and whistled. Andre's lips couldn't stop smiling while he raised the veil that was covering his wife's face. He was greeted by a teary eyed woman that was staring at him lovingly. Andre wiped her tears and proceeded to kiss her lips, causing the crowd to go nuts.

Suddenly….

Bang!

Shrills and screams of people filled the church as they looked at what happened in front. Andre didn't had the time to process what happened, standing there like a statue.

When he looked down, his legs weakened as he gazed at the bloody body of Nari laying on the floor. "N-Nari.. Nari!" He rushed and carried her in his arms.

Her white dress was died red and blood ram down her mouth. "A-Andre.." She uttered weakly.

"N-Nari.. It's okay, I am here with you okay?" Andre responded, shakily holding her cheeks.

"Al-Always r-remember our vows.." She continued as she slowly raised her hand to hold his face, "Death.. will have no power.. over.. us." After she said that, she heaved a huge breath, and her eyes gradually lost color. Her body relaxed, and the hand that was holding him fell down.

"No. No!!" Tears flowed like waterfall from Andre's eyes. He casted his energy, passing it all to her, but there's nothing it could do. He felt powerlessness creeping up on him together with the gazes of anger, loath, and disgust that were being casted on him.

"Nari!" Her parents rushed to them frantically and snatched their daughter from his embrace. Looking at his lifeless daughter's body, Mr. Myori shouted in anger and turned to Andre with wrath. "You scum!" He shouted, kicking the powerless Andre.

"We shouldn't have agreed with you marrying her! You killed her!" He shouted furiously. Mr. Myori looked around, and saw something.

"HA!" Andre felt a sharp pain on his chest, and when he looked at it, he saw a long and sharp bloody wood coming out from his chest. Mr. Myori had taken a cross that was plunged on the stand and stabbed him from the back with it.

Mrs. Myori also somberly strode with her head down towards him with a gun. "Suffer. Suffer with her, okay?" She raised her head and looked at him with a crazed and hopeless face. She raised the gun and aimed it at his heart before shooting.

"Ahh!!" Andre felt his soul come out of his body as he shook. He was startled when he looked around and saw that he was inside a room, similar to the bedroom of their house.

"Andre, are you okay?" Suddenly, an ethereal voice sounded from the door. He saw Nari, standing there worriedly, without any wounds or gashes.

Andre stood up and rushed towards her and hugged her tightly. "W-What happened to you? Did you have a bad dream?" She asked, startled by his sudden clinginess.

Andre shook his head that was in the crook of her neck, "Can we stay like this for a moment, please?" He muttered.

"O-Okay." Nari nodded with a dazed expression. She hugged him and stroked his back while slowly leading him to the bed. She then placed him down and laid on the bed with him, still hugging the crying Andre.

"Hey, Hubby? It's already our wedding two days from now. Are you prepared?" She suddenly asked.

"Let's postpone it the next day, please? I want to spend time with you for the rest of the day." He begged.

Although Nari was perplexed, she still nodded, "Okay. I'll call the wedding planners to postpone."

When the day that they should've been wed came, because they postponed it, the couple went to the store to shop.

While Andre was picking baby clothes, he suddenly heard a gunshot from behind him. When he turned around, he made a startling discovery that made him terrified.

It was Nari's body, just like from his 'dream', in a bloody mess. Suddenly, a familiar shout came from his back. When ge turned around, a fist abruptly flew towards him. It was Mr. Myori's fist.

"You're the reason she's dead!" He shouted furiously. Behind Mr. Myori, Mrs. Myori held a gun pointed straight at him as she uttered the same words once again, "Suffer. Suffer with her, okay?" Then, the gun fired.

Andre once again woke up. He tried many different ways like continuing the wedding with security, postponing the wedding and staying at their house, immediately holding the wedding, and even going far away from Nari, but all resulted in one thing; Her death.

He also determined that she would always die at exactly noon, 12:00. Andre did all that he could think of, but she would always die at the exact time.

In another instance of them staying at their house on her "death day", Andre brought Nari to their room ten minutes before the time.

Andre and Nari laid on the bed, hugging each other, and talking about their life. The love that they had, and their dreams. At 11:59, Nari raised her head to look at him, "I don't know what's happening, but please live on. I love you." She said.

Andre's eyes widened as he hugged her tightly, "I love you too, more than you could ever think of." And as soon as the clock strikes twelve, Nari, once again, breathed her last.

Feeling her life leaving her body, Andre closed his eyes painfully, with tears excaping from his eyelids. Watching her die on and on and on exceeded what the others could say as hellishy painful. It was more painful that any of his past wounds combined.

The feeling of doing everything he can to save her yet failing time and time again was a torture above all tortures.

When he once again opened his eyes, he didn't wait for Nari to return any longer and immediately left the house in his car and went straight to the bar.

"What do you like to drink, sir?" The barista asked.

"The strongest one you got." Andre replied unemotionally.

"The legal or the illegal one?" The barista leaned in and whispered.

"The strongest." Andre looked him dead in the eye before replying coldly.

"Okay, CAS it is." The barista was creeped out by his look and backed off. He then prepared the ingredients, namely absinthe, Spirytus vodka, lemon juice, orange juice, and simple syrup.

The barista started to concoct the drink while Andre stared at nothing blankly. Although he knows that he wouldn't be able to get drunk on that level of drink, he really just wanted to escape from the cruel world.

"You should just leave." Suddenly, a voice from behind distracted him. When he turned around, he saw an 18-year old attractive teen walking towards him. He was wearing a slightly unbuttoned blue polo that was partly tucked in a black trousers. His black shoes clacked as he walked towards Andre. He felt him to be oddly familiar, so he scrutinized the newly arrived person.