I'm Too Old Chapter 2

This room was so white to the point of hurting her eyes. the chair, a bed or even the wall and floor are all in white colour. Ashlyn didn't understand what was in the interior's mind when he designed it. If her child went to play outside and came back into this kind of room covered in all the dirt, it would be her responsibility to clean that mess.

No!

No way that she would decorate her place like this, so, this room did not belong to her indeed.

'Talking about white colour...is this place heaven?'
As a conventional idea, many people believed that white colour represented good things while black represented the bad things. However, for Ashlyn, the psychiatrist who studied human behavior, she didn't believe in anything. Human constructed some representations for some reasons, every signs can be interpreted differently, that's how it work.

"Welcome Ashlyn Vemberhans, or I should call you as Ashlyn Mcgrewell? I prefer your surname before marriage, do you know that you are already dead?"
She heard the sound from the back. d.a.m.n, her exceeding calm is very likable, Ashlyn didn't understand how she could still keep all feelings inside without showing the expression though.

"Why don't you feel excited at all? I'm actually waiting you to wake up for such a long time. I really want to see your facial expression!"

"..."

She chose to stay in silence

"Hey! Why don't you ask anything? I could answer everything you want to know. Normally people ask me whether this place is in heaven or h.e.l.l. Or you are not that type of person?" The owner of the sound still kept babbling.

"This is the Holy Heaven. I already know it myself. Apparently, there is no need to ask you about it" she finally answered back

"You have to ask me! You should not answer like that! How can you be sure that this is the Holy Heaven of the Creator?"

Ashlyn didn't waste times to think, she immediately said arrogantly. "I am a good person and the good person always goes to the Holy Heaven of...arrr of what? Oh yes, Holy Heaven of the Creator" She just realised.

Creator?

Did he say Creator, not the G.o.d?

"Hmm, you are different from the others, I like you."
It's quite strange to hear a love confession when she was 84 years old, so she turned around to find the voice's owner. If he looked good enough, she might accept his love.

Wait

He didn't mean it like that!

"Please see yourself off, I don't want to talk with someone who likes to lurk in the shadow"

Suddenly, a young handsome man walking out of nowhere. He had such a pair of beautiful green eyes, silver short hair, and white pale skin.

"...Mr. Handsome" Ashlyne mumbled

"What did you say?" Mr. Handsome raised an eyebrow.

"I said Mr. Handsome"

She wasn't embarra.s.sed to call him by that word. Did you expect an eighty-four year old woman to be embarra.s.sed and said nothing about it? She had the right to do what she wanted and no one could stop her.

"You are so funny! I am really interested in you now. My name is Misley Laws, nice to meet you!" Misley smiled widely.

"Nice to meet you too, Misley"

They could not continue their conversation further because suddenly Misley narrowed his eyes and said in a disappointing tone

"Unfortunately, he is here"

He snapped his fingers, the white room turned into a luxurious room with a golden throne in the middle carving with two lions on both sides, it was the only outstanding thing in the middle. With his magic, everything changed in the blink of an eye. Misley had a mysterious smile and then, he walked to sit on that throne bravely.

"This is the G.o.d's throne"

"So, you are the G.o.d, aren't you?"

"Hahaha, I am..."

before Misley could finish his words. Ashlyn interrupted him on purpose. She spoke out quickly.

"Hi!"

Misley felt perplexed. He didn't understand what did she mean. In the moment that he was going to ask. The temperature became lower and colder. It was hard for a human like Ashlynn to breath. Her body trembled out of control.

A man with great Charisma entering the room. He wore all black, He gazed at the only woman in this room, seemed like he cannot hide his scorn. Ashlyn fell down to the floor, It felt like she was facing something so powerful than she couldn't even dare to imagine. This man was definitely the most feared creation on the top of the food chain.

"Get out of my throne, Misley" His voice was cold and sonorous.

"Your throne is comfortable as always, sir"

Misley left the throne for the man to sit , he could stand steady near the powerful man. Moreover, he wasn't shaking from the pressure from the aura the other man emitted.

"I am the leader of the heaven..."

"h.e.l.lo."

Like the last time, Ashlyn said Hi to the new comer, interrupting him in the middle of introduction.

"..."

The leader of the heaven decided to ignore her and called her Life's Book out of the black s.p.a.ce. His black sharped eyes narrowed down when he read the information inside. A few minutes later, his face darken, he eventually said frigidly.

"Ashlyn Vemberhans has 3 wishes which she couldn't achieve before she died. The first wish is to see her husband, Victor, wears a pinky s.h.i.+rt that she bought. The second wish is to name Amber's first child as Victor Junior. Lastly...to say HI to the G.o.d, the strongest man in the realm"

"..."

The room was in silence. Misley picked up all the puzzles together. He could understand everything instantly. He laughed out loud.

"Hahaha...Oops Hahaaaaa!"

He could not endure it! He covered his stomach with both hands, nearly died because laughing too much.
"I am G.o.d, everyone called me Michael, the G.o.d of the Holy Heaven and I am not the strongest one. The Creator of everything is stronger than me"

"What's the difference between the Creator and you?"

Ashlyn didn't understand. She would like to say Hi to the strongest person in the world and it turned out that the strongest one was not G.o.d.

Holy c.r.a.p!

This is the fact of the universe.

"Nothing's alike in all cases. I am the seal of perfection, full of wisdom, and perfect in beauty. The Creator created me to be the leader of the archangels."

Misley listened to their conversation and burst into a hearty laugh. Interesting, If he could watch this woman through his long life, he would not be bored anymore!

"Stop it , Misley!"

Michael grated teeth and pointed at Misley with one finger. The atmosphere became more intense. Ashlyn grabbed at her chest, she felt like she's going to die again.

"You, human! You are here to take your severe punishment! You have committed such a grave sin to seduce my dearest brother into falling down from the heaven. You are convicted by the Angel's court..."
Misley smiled wryly.

Angel's court?

How could he say Angel's court confidently? The Angel's court which has Michael as the leader should call "Michael's court" instead. All the judgments depended on him one and only, no need to ask for the other angel's opinions.

"You are sentenced to a long-term punishment, to live in the cruel world, you deserve it!"

Waaa-what?

Ashlyn was just 84 years old. If she compared her ages with the angel long-life span, she should be a child among them, so, the long-term punishment by the angel's standard is surely longer. It can be longer than her lifetime! Shouldn't she have a less severe punishment!?

Her vision seemed to disappear but she still heard some voices talking nearby. There were two men talking behind the door. She didn't know why that voice sounded so familiar.

"Hiding yourself here is not a good idea, why don't you go out and talk with Michael? I don't think our big brother will be that heartless. At some points he might give her life to you or at least you can meet her for the last time, my dear Uriel" the first man started talking with a worried voice.

"I am fine brother Raphael, I prefer to stand here. If I meet her, It must be hard to let her go." the younger voice answered.

Her heart was full of pains. She tried her best to open her eyes widely. Please, she wanted to see that face again.

Just once, I beg you, G.o.d.

This was the voice she had been listened to for many years ago. The voice that stuck in her memory, it was the voice of her most important person, Victor Vemberhans.

Ashlyn bit her lip violently, her consciousness back and she could see again. A man who had an outstanding look with a pair of sorrow blue eyes, his appearance was like coming out of the canvas. He had four white wings at his back.

Look similar but not the same.

"I'm glad to see that you are living well, honey"

Her world had been turned upside down again.

Editor : THYMES
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