Man, does time move fast. I'm currently 17 years old, and things have only gotten better for me. My body's been slowly developing, accumulating more and more demonic energy from all the souls I've consumed, as well as from my own personal growth.
My muscles have been growing quite nicely. My athletic and lean build allows me to physically exert myself in my work without too much drama.
Speaking of drama, Stolas has gotten married to that piece of work, Stella. I know Father was the one who arranged all this, but couldn't he have chosen someone more... nice? I know it's all for continuing the Goetia line, but still.
I, on the other hand, can't seem to find a date. I mean, I'm not that scary, right? Every time I go on a date, they always seem so... tense around me, and it doesn't go well for either of us.
I stopped trying to court anyone at 15 and mainly just focus on my work. Oh yeah, I finally found out my purpose and how to properly wield my grimoire.
First off, the souls that usually go to Hell or Heaven aren't my target audience. No, it was the lost souls on Earth. These souls were either trapped or tethered to the things they love or hate most. Some are souls who were stuck on Earth since they didn't do anything too evil or too good and are stuck in the middle.
My job is to collect these souls and reincarnate them into new bodies on Earth. The way I go about doing this is by finding pregnant mothers and implanting the soul into the unborn child. Little fun fact: souls aren't formed until they are born.
This job wasn't really too hard, and I wasn't expected to do this all the time since the amount of souls that wander the Earth is minuscule in number.
This allowed me to have different hobbies, mainly playing video games and reading books. I usually hang out with Charlie when we're both not doing anything. Charlie has been... strange, to say the least. She always seems to wear darker clothes and makeup now, saying things about no one loving her and always acting like a moody teen.
I never really got the goth phase in teenagers, but Charlie seems to like acting all broody and gloomy—said it helps her to cope.
And like any good friend, I understand her and accept her.
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(Charlie POV)
That dense idiot, why can't he take the hint?
I've been sending signals since we were 15, and he can't seem to understand that I like him.
Yes, I like that idiot. But who could blame me? Look at him—he's nice, caring, understanding, and never breaks a promise.
My other friends told me I could do better than him, but I know he's the perfect man for me, because back when we were 10, I felt something in my heart flicker. I didn't know what that was at the time, but now I know—that was love.
At first, I didn't really know what to do with this love since we were just kids, but now I know what to do with all the manga I read.
The boy courts the girl by bumping into her during school and staring into each other's eyes and falling in love with each other.
Problem was, we both didn't attend school, so that's off the table. So I got creative, trying to seem more like the type of girl he's into.
Goths.
I studied the ways in which a goth girl acts and followed it to perfection. This seemed to work, as Stygian seemed to hang around me more and comfort me.
My plan is working, and in a few years, we'll be dating and be a couple. Though I had to sabotage some of his other dates that were trying to date him because of his title, that wasn't important now, since he seems to be more attracted to me ever since we were 15.
Oh, I just can't wait for him to finally declare his love for me and for us to date for real and do lots of couple things—like going on dates and hand-holding.
Oh Stygian, I just can't wait.