I'M THE KING
Desa vu
At 00:00 midnight, he had just entered his hotel room. He looked around and was a little nostalgic. Her little smile turned into an irresistible bitter taste as she reminisced about that beautiful moment.
"Well, what is the king. What is God's right hand, all this is just nonsense!" Devan's hand squeezed his chest in pain instead of playing because of the loss of someone he loved.
"How can I boast about the King if I can't protect someone I care about?" Devan could only blame himself while lying on the floor.
Devan took out a knife from the dimensional storage. The blade was a Combat Knife devoted to killing people. A blade that is 15 cm long with a pointed tip resembles a double-edged sword.
"What the King!" Shouted Devan while sticking a knife right in his heart.
"Kill me, I want to die now."
Devan repeatedly stuck a knife in his heart, repeatedly feeling pain even more than death itself.
"Good night, Design, Zasa." Devan stuck a knife in his heart.
Devan was so exhausted from the body to the mind, he immediately fell asleep with a knife that was still stuck in his body. The pain of the knife was no longer felt.
"Haaa .." a very loud scream was heard.
Hearing such a familiar voice, Devan immediately woke up with a knife still stuck right in his heart. Devan saw the clock was already at 07:00 in the morning. Devan's looking for the source of the scream.
"Haaaa .. don't come any closer! Why are you alive, I thought you were dead."
A girl hiding behind a sofa.
"They, you're designing, right?" devan was shocked to see a girl who looked a lot like Reka.
Devan approached and hugged the girl.
"Ih, let go why are you suddenly hugging me, you pervert."
"They, it's me Devan. You still remember me, right?" devan said convincingly while holding his shoulder.
"Let go, it's true my name is Reka, but I don't know who you are."
"Zasa, at least you remember that name. Aria Zasa that's your sister's name."
"Huh, Zasa who? Well, why does my head suddenly hurt?"
The blonde-haired girl fainted after hearing Zasa's name. He fainted for a full 2 hours until he finally woke up.
"Oh my head, why is it so painful?"
"You don't push yourself, sit here for a while, I'll take the food I prepared" Devan told the girl.
"This is eating, this food contains a lot of vitamin B, maybe you faint because of fatigue and this food is very good to restore your energy," said Devan while giving food to the blonde girl.
"Thank you" said the girl receiving food from Devan.
The girl started eating the food Devan gave her. Devan smiled slightly as he watched her eat, like he had seen someone the same way of eating before.
"Your name is Devan, right, you said you knew me, so how did you know me?"
"How do I know you doesn't matter, Reka," Devan said as he showed photos of Reka, Zasa, and himself during a visit to the mall.
"In addition to the color of your hair, everything looks similar, even your voice is very similar to him," said Devan enthusiastically.
The girl walked towards the glass, looking at herself while looking at a photo of herself. She cried when she saw the photo.
"Reka, calm yourself, Reka," said Devan as he calmed down the weeping Reka.
"I'm confused, Devan. Who me? I've felt like I've been through this before, but what is this? I don't even know where I'm from."
"I'm pretty sure you're the Design I know, the Design I've always known," Devan said.
"I'm sorry if I startle you, but look, there's not even a scar here" Devan said, pointing out that he was fine.
"How can you be alive when you were stabbed? I thought you were dead. Are you really human?" the girl said curious.
"I'm just a stupid, naive human being, I'm just a human being, Reka" Devan said.
"They? That's my name. Teresa Reka was the only one I remember when I woke up."
"So, can I call you Reka?" devan.
"May, before that I will properly introduce myself, my name is Teresa Reka, and you?" said Reka introduced herself.
"I'm Devano Devan."
"Now tell me, Devan, why don't you die while you're stabbed" Reka said curiously.
"Alright, I'll tell you everything I know, Reka. Maybe it will be a very long story" Devan said, taking a knife and stabbing himself once more in his hand.
"What are you doing?" They are shocked to see Devan suddenly injuring himself.
"Calm down, and look at this," Devan pulled out the knife, and it was seen that the wound had suddenly disappeared, and the blood that had been spattered had also disappeared.
The designer who saw it was shocked and could not believe what he saw.
"Not only that, I also have dimensional storage that can store anything," Devan said while showing his dimensional storage.
"May I enter that dimensional storage?" said Reka curiously while approaching the dimensional storage of Devan's.
"Please try to get in. I can enter it too."
They both entered Devan's dimensional space. Inside the dimensional space it looked extremely spacious and was pure white in color. Seen if many items neatly arranged in it.
"Wow, how big is this, Devan?" said Reka curious.
"For its own breadth, I suppose it is infinite because this room is the same as my imagination. If I imagine a restroom, then this room will also shrink," Devan told Reka enthusiastically and showed that he could at will change the room.
"Can I sleep here?" reka.
Hearing those words, Devan was shocked.
"Yes, I can, but I don't think so, because only I can get in and out of this room freely. If you plan to stay here, you will have a hard time. What if you want to take a shower, how are you going to pee, eat, etc?" devan.
"What you said, too. Basically, this room is only limited to storage space," said Reka a little disappointed.
"Don't be disappointed so, Reka," Devan's small smile adorned his face.
After which, the two of them came out from the dimensional storage.
"I guess we will jump directly under the sea or other random places" said Reka with a slight smile.
"No. Basically, where I enter the dimensional storage, then to exit it will also remain in that place."
"Not bother either."
"Yes, that's how it is" Devan replied.
"Then, how could you take an item from that dimensional storage? Isn't that room huge?" The designer was curious how could Devan take his things from the dimensional storage.
"Hmm, if that's easy enough anyway, I just put my hand into the dimensional storage and imagine what I want to take. For example, I will take this pile of money," Devan said, taking a stack of money from his dimensional storage.
"Wow, are you ATM running?" ask Reka.
"Yes, it could be said I was a walking ATM," Devan replied with a smile.