As soon as they emerged from the time vortex, they found themselves in front of a huge graveyard. Mikah recognized it as the place he had paid to an insurance company before he died.

-Good taste! Deom said looking around.

Mikah did not respond to the comment. He was already getting to know Deom. The weather was gray, like the young man's thoughts. The young man looked up at the sky and felt the first drop fall on his face. He automatically turned his head to see Deom.

-Nice detail, right?. There are no good funerals without rain Hehe.

Mikah rolled his eyes.

-I supposed a god would have a better sense of humor.

-A god?- Deom asked looking at Mikah.

-Isn't that what you are? You can move in time and space, create things with your mind, read thoughts...

-Oh, turtle!... -Deom exclaimed interrupting Mikah- I'm not a god, I don't know if there is one god or many out there, maybe there is a real ruller above all and maybe it's an invention of humanity to deal with its own internal demons and fears... What I know is that I haven't seen God and I've seen a lot of things in a long, long time -he paused and looked Mikah in the eye- I don't like the word god to describe us. Although mortals have always called us that, we prefer to call ourselves immortals... at least, the best of us... -Deom looked up at the sky, clenching his jaw for a moment before continuing- some call themselves gods... but they are not... A lion does not call itself a lion, it just is.

Mikah looked at Deom's serious face and thought he saw a mixture of anger and sadness.

-So… there are more like us? -he asked, sensing the restlessness of that Deom and trying to change the mood a little.

Deom nodded.

-Some are out there, in their realities.

-What do you mean by “In their realities”?

Deom thought for a moment before answering.

-There are rules even for us -he said at last- The main one is that we should not change anything that happens in our lines of reality, in the universes in which we are born so to speak, before becoming aware of what we are.

-Before resurrecting? -Mikhah asked.

Deom nodded -We can walk through the times, but we must be careful not to change anything that has happened before.

Mikah thought for a moment in silence. He remembered the butterfly effect theory and all that it could entail to the future if one small thing was changed in the past.

-But if we travel in time, then it is very easy to make a mistake.

-It is, that's why we have some security measures, like the clothes you have, or that ugly mask you wear and don't feel.

-"Mask?" -Mikah touched his face and felt for the first time that something covered it. He took it off and looked at it puzzled. It was a hideous pale white "mask" with strange inscriptions.

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-Put it on! is about to start.

The young man obeyed and put it on. It did not weigh anything on and hw couldn't feel it while wearing it.

-That mask changes your face and makes you look like a stranger in the eyes of anyone. The suit you wear seems to each person like a "normal" clothes so to speak. Both work by influencing the psyche of the one who sees us. Besides, when we have the mask, everything we do seems normal to people. We could shout and no matter how much they heard us, they would not really pay attention, for the brain of mortals it would be as if we were shouting in a packed roman coliseum, something that is common.

"Wow" was the only thing Mikah could say.

-“Puuuj”, mind blown -Deom said with a smile on his face and making a gesture that he was exploding his head with his hands.

-... and what does that have to do with the realities uou talked about?

-mmmh... lets see... To completely avoid changing anything in their universe, many of us, when they are powerful enough, create a whole new reality. Something like a personal universe created at their whim where they can change whatever they want without worrying about the consequences.

-To be true Gods- Mikah narrowed involuntarily.

-Shhh -Deom put a finger to his lips- the show is about to start. he said, pointing at a small group of people silently approaching a freshly dug grave with a coffin at its side. Only one of those people cried as she was held in the arms of a blue-eyed youg man conforting her.

-Lira! -Mikah whispered when he saw her.

-Crocodile tears! -said Deom.

Mikah looked at him confused.

-Come on man! That girl cheated on you with your best friend. Look, he's hugging her at your own funeral!

The young man's angry gaze shifted from Deom to the couple, but after a brief moment he took some air and calmed down.

-I know… she told me when she finished our relationship... They had been seeing each other for a month.

-That's what she told you! hahaha it was much more time!

Stunned, Mikah looked at Deom.

-Noo, only a month ago… ehhm… and it was because I…

-You did nothing! Mikah... She lied! They've been sneaking out after work behind your back for like a year.

The young man was at a loss for words.

-"Lies" he thought.

-Noup. I'm not lying to you. You put her on a pedestal she doesn't deserve. She's not a bad girl, I know. I've seen her, but everyone lies sometimes. If she lied, it was because she didn't want to hurt you. At first it was a slip and then they fell in love... life's like that.

Mikah knelt down on the grass shaking his head.

-I told you... People sometimes disappoint. Human beings are like that. Love and heartbreak are normal in all relationships.

-I wanted a life with her, you know. Pets, children… -the tears were mixed with the rainwater- now she will have the children with that wretch. He glared at the handsome boy who was holding his ex-girlfriend in his arms.

-Not with him. Deom said with a smile.

Mikah looked at him strangely.

-He will get testicular cancer in a while. Hehe… perhaps by the work of a god hehe.

Mikah's face went blank.

-Come on, man!, I'm joking. I have nothing to do with that… I already told you that I am not a god hehehe hahaha. -Mischief was the word that could define Deom's face most of the time.

-haha… hahahahaha. Mikah laughed slowly at first, then plaintively, and then burst into real laughter.

-hahaha -Deom laughed with him- You're fine, friend. They'll be fine and you'll be fine. Follow your life and let them follow theirs. Hate and lack of love are things that you should not carry within you. -He sat next to Mikah to enjoy the show in the rain until everyone left.

After a long while, Mikah broke the silence.

-You said there are others like us…

Deom nodded.

-Can I meet someone?

Deom smiled.

- Of course, turtle! There is still a lot to learn.