The Alternative/Overwatch
Women Who Look Like Him

(point of view: Tsukuyomi)

"Kill them all!" the word of the person behind me was a terrible figure that could not be imagined. Besides the person who gave the order there were 33 figures filled with hatred and darkness. All of a sudden, everything looks negative.

Thousands of demon troops instantly invaded anyone but me who was there. Screams, cries, explosions, whirring swords, taking turns. The ground became a pool of blood despair.when everything was killed the man called thousands of stars fell towards the battlefield. I felt scared, horrified, goosebumps, lost hope, desperate to see this scene. I knelt in a pool of blood that made my kimonu dirty and wet because of the blood pooled.

That horrible figure walked over to me. I wanted to run but my feet would not listen to me. My face was soaked in tears and also the blood of the victims of war. The figure is getting closer, closer, closer, and closer. Then the figure said 1 sentence that made me more and more unbecoming.

"You're mine now."

I woke up with a face full of sweat, irregular breathing, my cheeks filled with tears. It was the most horrible dream I've ever had. I also tried to calm myself.

"If you're better, get out of here" said someone sitting by the fire.

At first I wanted to do it but my heart refused. It would be rude for me to leave before thanking him. I came to him too.I thought in an adult man it was just a 14-year-old boy.

"You didn't hear what I said? if you're conscious, you better get away from me." The boy said without looking at me. His eyes focused on the bonfire he might have made.

"I don't think it's polite enough to talk to someone older than you. At least look into the eyes of your opponents. I just want to thank you that you kept me from my old sleep." I tried subtly in front of the boy who may not be the boy there is no akhlaq. And the truth is he didn't even return my words lest he return the words, he still didn't even glance at me in the slightest.

10 Seconds stretch. "Why are you still here? I've listened to your thanks. Now go." He said it was still in the same cold tone.

I was dying to slap her but I paled when I saw something on her face. I saw a kind of familiar complexion. Well that tattoo seal contract with the legend Spirit (legendary spirit).

"How can you have that tattoo?" I'm afraid because I can't think clearly.

"I SAID GO!!!!" The boy's voice roared to make the birds around us immediately chirp and fly away in fear. Well my mind is not wrong anymore.we were in a contract when I was asleep. And that dream was proof of that.Yes, the horrible figure in my dream was this boy.

"Even if you tell me to leave, even if I want to do it myself, with regret and forgiveness I won't be able to get away from you." My answer is full of patience.

"We have a contract between ousama and slave. The only way we can separate is for one of us to die. If that happens then you can see me go." Well if you have been told to go automatically told to die too, but I do not want the incident to repeat itself then even though my ousama is a boy even though I will respect him I will die for the wishes of this boy.

I immediately pulled out the sword he was hugging and directly aimed my neck. Everything happened so fast that the boy hugged me and held his sword blade with his fist. I was even surprised when I finally looked into her eyes. Her eyes were very beautiful, although her face was full of pattern tattoos and very angry but her face was still cute.

"I did tell you to leave but I didn't tell you to die" he said, this time his tone was lower and softer. But he immediately threw away his face again. Avoiding my eyes. On his face was guilt.

"I'll let you do as you please after you answer my question. Whoareyou? and what do you mean by "contract"?" Ask the boy. What still pisses me off a little is not looking at me when I talk.

"I am your Slave sir. Princess of Izanagi, one of the 3 goddesses. Tsukuyomiu. And you may have inadvertently bound both of us so that a contract is established." I tried to explain to him, even though this brat seemed smart.

"Oh.so." she walked right away from me. "If you're mine then I decide you should always be around me. Gotta." his tone was cold and I was still confused by the way he behaved to me.

"alright, sir. I'm coming along." I replied gently and followed her from behind.

There was no conversation between us. Maybe my master would rather be quiet. I have a lot of questions I want to ask him. Why is she so similar to that woman? and why is his attitude the same as my old master? and where is he going?

"If you really are a Goddess then prove it." Said.

"what?" I said confused.

from above the sky appeared a bolt of lightning that directly led to me. The explosion was inevitable. But I can avoid the lightning.

Behind my master appeared 2 figures that I knew. But they look different. Fujin and Raijin. They were even more terrifying than I knew. they were dark black, fiery red-eyed, and gave off an extremely dense and powerful negative aura.

"Yahoo! Raijin!" I screamed when I saw the two of them.

"If you make me satisfied with this fight, then I trust you that you were their master." My master snapped his finger. My heart almost exploded.

Now I know he can make a contract with a god. Ousama should have asked us the gods for strength to use as weapons. But he is different, my lord is different. The gods are what he enslaves. Fujin and Raijin instantly combined their abilities and made an attack in the form of a black lightning tornado.

Fujin and Raijin instantly vanished into black smoke and returned to the shadow of my young master.

My master immediately smiled as if he had just obtained something interesting. His smile was not a smile. That smile of someone gaining satisfaction after enjoying the killing process and it made my right hand tremble.

"I don't think there's a level 100 like me. All right then." he said turning his back to me. My cold sweat instantly flowed profusely.

"You passed Tsukuyomi. Let's go." he said without turning around. When I look back. Fujin and Raijin destroyed everything behind me before I even realized it, which was originally a forest behind me into a sea of overflowing lava. I could hardly react a bit.

I also did not expect my young master to be an unimaginable figure. He was not a god nor a human, but an OVERLORD who had been an enemy of the entire mythology. The cause of the Mythological War this time is my own master.