Chapter 4

La-La Point of View

Now, being in front of the said hospital, carrying my briefcase, as this will be my last mission for judgment. I take a deep breath, inhaling the gravity of the task ahead. This is nerve wracking.

Stepping into the hospital, there are fewer strings here, which is quite good. Now, I need to find the room where my mission people are. Why didn't they just give me the room number of the patient and the person hospitalized? It would have been easier to match them up they are making things hard for me. *

" Why are they making things hard?" I question myself.

I make my way to the nurses' station, where I can locate the list of patients. People wouldn't notice me, so I immediately go to the list and look at the names. Neither among the three – Kian Bernardo, Llian Veduna, or Carl Baldazano – is here. However, soon after looking at the list, I find the names Kian Bernardo and Lilian Veduna listed, with room numbers 301 and 302. They are next to each other. The only problem is that Carl is not here.

Let's go to their rooms.

I arrive at room number 301, where Kian is admitted. It is written that the doctor under him is a cardiologist, a specialist in heart-related issues. "This is not good," I say to myself. I then proceed to room number 302, where Llian is located, and under her is an oncologist.

"What the heck is wrong with this?" I question myself. Something isn't right here. One is dealing with a heart problem, and the other is battling cancer. That means either of the two is going to die. Something is wrong with this mission.

I enter room 302, only to find no patient inside, and the room is clean. Something is wrong, so I run to the next room, where I again find no patient.

Suddenly, a nurse enters a room. "Why is the door open?" one of the nurses questions. "I heard that the guy here is having an operation, right?" the nurse asks her colleague, who is carrying a pillow and blanket.

"Yeah, eventually, the patient in the other room is also in the operating room," the male nurse answers. "Huh? Isn't the other one dealing with cancer?" the other nurse asks.

"Well, I know one of them is soon dying," the male nurse says, and the nurse girl slaps him in his shoulder. "How could you say that? Are you dumb?" the nurse girl scolds the male nurse.

Are they in the ER? Who is going to die? You've got to be kidding me. This last mission is in this stage?

Third person point of view

Then La-la immediately got out of the room. The nurses were baffled, sensing that something had passed by, and had a fear-stricken look on their faces.

As La-La ran towards the Emergency Room, she bumped into a doctor with quite blond hair and definitely good looks, having blue eyes and a dignified structure like a prince. He was shocked, and, of course, La-La fell to the ground because of the impact.

"What the heck," Lala said to herself. Suddenly, the doctor offered a helping hand to Lala. Lala questioned herself for a moment and looked at her hand to see if she was wearing the ring, and indeed, she was. So she looked at the doctor who had offered a helping hand to her.

"Are you an MT?" she asked him, and the man now looked baffled

"MT?" he asked. Lala stood up by herself without even reaching for the offered hand, which made the doctor look at his hand in disbelief. Lala observed the doctor for a moment, and silence lingered between them

"You know what, nevermind. I need to go. I'm sorry," Lala said and apologized. "Wai-" the doctor began to say, but Lala just ran away.

La-La Point of View

I arrived at the ER, but my self-consciousness was fear-inducing. The room had an uneasy and uncomfortable atmosphere that suffocated me. Every step forward felt like a struggle, making it harder to breathe. I found myself on my knees, overwhelmed by a sense of dread.

Pain coursed through me, and darkness seemed to envelop me, a suffocating hand pressing against my throat. Attempting to stand became an ordeal. The burning sensation and chaotic thoughts inside me intensified, as if entering that room would result in losing something precious.

This was not the right time for such feelings, but fear gripped me. The ground beneath me felt like it was crumbling, and I struggled to catch my breath. Attempting to regain control proved futile. I was losing myself in the overwhelming anxiety.

"Ugh," I groaned as both of my palms pressed against the ground. This was not good.

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"La-LA!" then a familiar voice shouted at me. I tried to regain my focus to see Axel in front of me, holding both my shoulders. "This is what I expected," he said with nervousness in his tone.

I struggled to catch my breath.

"Try to calm down," Axel said to me. Following his advice, I attempted to regain my composure. Axel helped me stand up and guided me to a chair on the right side.

"Thank you," I expressed my gratitude to Axel and glanced at the door of the ER, which had a red light above it, triggering my fear once again.

"This is what I said. I should have come with you earlier," Axel remarked, trying to comfort me by placing his hand on my back. Surprisingly, his touch did help ease my anxiety.

"Well, you're here," I said, smiling sweetly. However, Axel's reaction seemed disconnected from my emotions.

"You didn't come here to follow me, did you?" I asked him. "Well, at first, I was thinking about it, but a mission arrived for me," he replied in a lower and hesitant tone. I gently removed his hand from my back.

Is he among the people under my mission?

"Axel, don't tell me I am right in what I'm thinking?" I questioned him. He had an inappropriate sadness in his face.

"Am I right?!" I asked again. He nodded. What the?

"The name you asked me earlier, one of them arrived on my list as soon as you ended the call," he said. Then, from the suit he was wearing, he produced an envelope with a black color and a stamp of bloody red. He handed me the envelope.

"Look at the name of the person in that envelope," he said. Is one of the names Kian? I anxiously opened the envelope, and upon seeing the name, I read it out loud.

"Lilian Veduna, 29 years old. Cause of death: cancer," I uttered. What is this?! No, it can't be. She is the center of the two strings. Why is she going to die?!!" I asked Axel, my shock evident.

He didn't answer me, so I stood up, ready to enter the ER and even prepared to pick up my gun to finish the mission. But Axel held my wrist, stopping me.

"What are you doing?!! Let go of me?!!" I said to him angrily. "It's too late," he said.

"What do you mean by it's too late?? She is not dead yet. We can still do what we always do, match up people who are about to die so they can have their, you know, lives expanded," I said to Axel anxiously.

Third Person Point of View.

"No, we cannot," Axel said firmly to Lala. Holding her wrist.

"Axel!" Lala exclaimed, trying to remove her hand from his grasp.

"Don't bother, LALA!!" Axel stated firmly. "The people we match up are the people whose names are not listed on us," Axel said calmly, but Lala was not listening to him. "But if we match them up, I can be a miracle," Lala said.

"No, it can't. She is already listed. More on that in an envelope. That means she is destined to die!" Axel said. Then Lala just dropped to her knees. "This is my fault," she mumbled to herself.

Lala looked shocked and disbelieving. "We are not too late," she said.

"No, we are late, we are already so late" Axel said. Then Axel tried to make Lala sit again, gently lowering her to the ground when the door to the ER opened. A person covered with a blanket emerged from the ER, and it was the girl Lilian. Lala looked at it blankly. Of course, in that moment, Lilian's spiritual soul stood next to her body. Axel walked toward Lilian's soul. But instead of Lilian running away from Axel, she greeted him.

"It must be you," Lilian said to Axel, who smiled at her.

"Yes, it is me, your reaper," Axel said.

"Am I the only one?" Lilian asked Axel.

"Yes, unfortunately," Axel answered, but Lilian smiled. "Thanks," she said.

"Are you okay with being here, death?" he asked.

"Well, it has already been determined for a long time, but my death has a purpose. I saved someone," she said. "My heart goes to my special someone, you know," she added.

Lala, who was also listening, was shocked since it meant that the death of Lilian Veduna offered another chance for Kian Bernardo. As she died, her heart was donated to Kian, which is why Lilian is smiling even though she is dead. Lala stood up and bowed to Lilian. Lilian, who was baffled by the situation, looked at Axel, questioning who Lala was.

Lala looked at Lilian. "I'm sorry I am too late," Lala apologized to Lilian, who was just confused at the moment.

"She is a cupid, the one who is assigned to you " Axel said to Lilian, then Lilian was in disbelief.

"Is she?" she asked Axel, "Yeah, I was supposed to match you up, but I am too late. If – if I just wasn't too late, you must be alive right now, breathing," Lala said, apologizing with disappointment in her tone. But Lilian smiled at her.

"Nothing is your fault. It's my destiny already, it’s already been determined" Lilian said to her. "But," as Lilian was about to say, "If I am going to live, then that means my beloved will die, isn't it?" she asked Lala. Lala just went silent because of that, but Lilian chuckled.

"Nothing is your fault here. If you tried to match me up, it's just going to hurt a lot more, you know, since in exchange for the love I'm going to lose someone, and I'm just going to continue to feel pain due to my sickness, isn't it?" she said in a low tone, still smiling. Tears flowed from her eyes. Then suddenly, a man arrived at the scene, running toward the dead body of Lilian.

"Carl," Lilian identified the man, who shouted, "No! It can't be," crying so much and holding onto the body.

"How can this be?!!!" the man shouted as his voice also echoed in the room, catching everyone's attention. The doctors, nurses, patient and others.

"No!!" he said as he continued to cry. Lilian's soul just stood silent, looking at Carl, who was crying over her dead body.

"How can this happen?? Her cancer isn't that terminal!!! How can she be dead, and that bastard is breathing because of this!!" Carl shouted at the nurses. "No, this isn't their fault," Lilian answered Carl's agony, but of course, Carl couldn't hear her.

'We apologize, but we did the best we can do," the doctor who arrived at the scene said. Then Carl immediately grabbed the doctor by his collar. The nurses held Carl back. "Is this your best??!!" Carl blamed the doctor, making a scene. Then Lilian looked at Axel.

"Can you help?" she asked Axel. Axel nodded and flicked his finger, shocking everyone. Carl froze in place because of that. Lilian, who went to the side of Carl, gave him one last hug as the nurses carried Carl away and her body was pushed out of the scene.

Then Lilian, who was just looking at the scene blankly, it went silent for a second.

"I'm just going to finish my job," Axel said to Lala. Lala just nodded and went back to her seat, still not grasping the situation. Axel walked towards the soul.

"Are you ready, Ms. Lilian?" Axel asked Lilian, who was staring blankly.

"Do you regret?" Axel asked Lilian, and Lillian looked at him. "Who does not regret?" she answered the question with a question.