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MidReal Story
The Beautiful Face And The Beautiful Face Killer
Scenario:меня зовут Эмбер. я мужчина Бог смерти. я подружился с девушкой по имени Арлин и живу в ее поместье с ее родителями на берегу моря. ее родители владеют косметическим брендом. Арлин мечтает стать детективом и ищет загадочного серийного убийцу который называет себя "Кирой". в один день к нам в поместье пришла девушка по имени Миса, которая прошла кастинг на лицо бренда и пришла на фотосессию. с ней был парень по имени Лайт и мы с Арлин знали, что убийцей является он. мы делали вид, то ничего не знаем. но вместе с Мисой еще была Богиня смерти по имени Рэм, которую я когда-то любил и которая внезапно исчезла с моей жизни
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Amber
He is the God of Death. He is rebellious, protective, and introspective. He lives in a human world with Arlin and her parents, experiencing a mix of godly life and human adventures. Amber has a complicated past with Rem, the Goddess of Death, who left him after a fierce battle over their differing views on death. Despite his role, he enjoys human activities like playing basketball and attending high school parties. His relationship with Arlin brings him joy and distraction from his duties as God.
Arlin
She is a potential heir to her family's estate and cosmetic empire. She is determined, curious, and spirited. She dreams of becoming a detective and chases clues about a serial killer named Kira. Living with Amber and her parents, she develops a close bond with him, often confiding in him. Arlin's interactions with Amber are filled with playful teasing and mutual affection. Her dreams and ambitions bring humor and heart to their shared household.
Light
He is Misa's companion and model for the cosmetic brand campaign. He is suave, observant, and charismatic. Secretly known as "Kira" by Arlin, Light is actually a serial killer hiding in plain sight. His charming demeanor masks his dark intentions, making him an unlikely ally for Misa as they navigate their fake relationship for the photoshoot while Kira's true identity remains hidden from those around him.
My name is Amber.
I am a man, the God of Death.
I live with Arlin and her parents by the sea.
Her parents own a cosmetic brand.
Arlin is a girl who dreams of becoming a detective.
She chases the trail of a serial killer who has signed himself as Kira.
One day, a girl named Misa came to our estate for a photo shoot.
She was accompanied by a boy named Light.
Arlin and I both knew that he was Kira, the serial killer she had been chasing, but we didn't let him know that we knew.
Misa was the face chosen by Arlin's parents for their brand campaign.
She passed the casting and came to the photo shoot.
As we entered the mansion, I watched Misa and Light closely.
My gaze moved between them and the invisible Rem, who was following us.
Arlin greeted them warmly and guided them to the area where the photo shoot would take place.
I followed behind, staying close to Rem.
She was tense, and I could sense her emotions.
Misa chatted with Arlin's parents about the campaign, while Light looked around the room.
His eyes briefly met mine, but I kept my expression neutral.
I knew his true identity as Kira, but I couldn't let him know that I knew.
Rem's presence stirred old feelings within me, but I focused on the scene unfolding before me.
Arlin, smiling, told me she would handle the photographer.
I nodded and left the room.
I walked down the hallway, heading towards the pier that jutted into the sea.
The sound of waves crashing against the shore filled the air.
As I walked, I glanced back and saw Rem watching me.
Her expression was unreadable, but I could sense her confusion.
She had expected a reaction from me, but I had given her none.
I continued walking until I reached the pier.
The sea breeze cooled my face as I stood at the edge.
I sat down on the edge of the pier, my feet dangling over the water.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts.
My mind was filled with questions about Light, Kira, and Rem's return to my life.
"Why didn't you tell him, Amber?" Rem's voice was a whisper carried by the wind.
"Because knowing would only make him more dangerous," I replied, my eyes fixed on the horizon.
"And what about Arlin? Does she know what you're risking?"
I sat there, the sea breeze rustling my hair.
Rem's question hung in the air, and I knew I had to answer.
I turned to face her, my expression serious.
"I made a deal with her parents," I said, my voice carrying on the wind.
Rem's eyes widened slightly, and she took a step closer to me.
"A deal? What kind of deal?"
I stood up from the pier and faced her.
Her eyes searched mine, looking for answers.
"To protect them," I said, my voice steady.
"From Kira. I use my powers to keep them safe, but I can't let him know."
Rem's gaze dropped to the ground, and she clenched her fists at her sides.
She turned away from me and began walking slowly along the pier.
Her shoulders were tense, and I could sense her emotions swirling inside her.
I followed behind her, watching as she struggled to come to terms with what I had done.
"You've put yourself in a dangerous position, Amber," Rem said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I know, but it's the only way to protect them without drawing Kira's suspicion," I replied, my tone resolute.
"And what happens when Arlin finds out the truth?" Rem asked, stopping to look back at me with concern in her eyes.
As Rem and I walked along the pier, her gaze filled with pity.
"Don't look at me like that!" I snapped, turning away from her.
She sighed, her expression softening but still carrying a hint of concern.
We continued walking in silence, the tension between us palpable.
I focused on the sound of the waves, trying to calm my rising frustration.
Rem stopped, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Emberion," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sea breeze.
I froze at the sound of my full name on her lips.
It was a name she hadn't spoken in years.
Slowly, I turned to face her.
The sea breeze rustled our hair, and the sound of the waves filled the air.
Rem's eyes searched mine, her gaze soft and filled with a mix of concern and affection.
I looked into her eyes, searching for answers.
She held my gaze, her expression unwavering.
As Rem and I continued walking along the pier, the tension between us grew.
She stopped and placed her hand on my shoulder, her touch sending a shiver down my spine.
"Emberion," she whispered, her voice carrying on the wind.
I turned to face her, my eyes locking with hers.
"Don't call me that," I said, my voice trembling slightly.
"Amber," she said, her voice soft but urgent.
I stopped and turned to face her, my expression serious.
"Do not stir the past," I said quietly, my voice carrying on the wind.
"It would be wise for you to protect Misa. Light is exceedingly dangerous."
As we continued along the pier, her concern deepened.
"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice tight with tension.
As Rem and I walked along the pier, the tension between us thickened.
She stopped, her hand on my shoulder, and whispered my full name, "Emberion."
It was a name I hadn't heard in years.
I turned to face her, my voice trembling.
"Don't call me that," I said, my eyes locked on hers.
She switched to "Amber," her tone urgent.
"Amber, what did you mean by warning me about Light? Why should I protect Misa?"
I hesitated, knowing that telling her the truth about Kira would only hurt her more.
"I can't tell you," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.
"But please, just protect Misa. Light is dangerous."
Rem's eyes narrowed, frustration evident in her voice.
"Amber, you can't keep me in the dark like this," she insisted, her grip on my shoulder tightening.
As we continued along the pier, her frustration grew.
She demanded answers about Light and Misa, her hand gripping my shoulder tightly.
I hesitated, torn between revealing the truth about Kira and protecting her from the pain it would bring.
The sea breeze whipped around us, and I stared into her eyes, searching for a way to explain without breaking my resolve.
Finally, I spoke, my voice cold and distant.
"Will you leave me again, like you did then?" I asked, my eyes fixed on the horizon.
The water lapped against the wooden pier, and Rem hovered just behind me.
She floated closer, her expression unreadable.
"Emberion, you know why I left," she replied, her voice steady.
I turned to face her, my fists clenched at my sides.
"And now? With Light here, endangering Misa?"
I demanded, my voice sharp.
Rem sighed, looking away from me.
"I won't abandon you again," she said softly.
I turned to face her, her eyes reflecting the setting sun.
"Have you really come back to me?" I asked, irritation evident in my voice.
She stepped closer, her hand reaching out but stopping short of touching me.
"Emberion, I never truly left," she whispered.
I turned away from her, my irritation growing.
The sound of the water lapping against the pier filled the air.
She stepped closer, her voice softening but still insistent.
"Emberion, you can't ignore this forever," she said.
I clenched my fists, feeling the weight of our past and the danger Light posed to Misa.
"Don't deceive yourself with such words," I replied sharply, refusing to meet her gaze.
Rem sighed, her presence lingering like a shadow behind me.
"I'm not trying to deceive you," she said, her voice soft.
I stood there, the cool breeze brushing against my face, and Rem's words hung in the air.
She stepped closer, her eyes searching mine for a reaction.
"Amber, do not torment yourself with such words. I know well that your thoughts dwell in a different realm," she said softly.
I clenched my fists, feeling the weight of her gaze.
I walked away from her, my steps heavy with unresolved anger.
The wooden planks of the pier creaked beneath my feet as I approached the edge.
The water lapped gently against the shore, and I stared into its depths.
Rem's voice called out to me, but I ignored her, focusing on the soothing sound of the waves.
She caught up to me, her presence a cold reminder of our past.
"Emberion," she said again, her voice softer this time.
I clenched my fists at my sides, resisting the urge to turn and face her.
"There's nothing left between us," I muttered, feeling the weight of our history.
But as I spoke those words, I knew they were a lie.
As I walked away from Rem, the sound of my footsteps echoed on the dock.
The cool sea breeze brushed against my face, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice calling out to me.
"Amber!"
I turned to see Michael, Arlin's friend, approaching me with a smile on his face.
He was a welcome distraction from the tension between Rem and me.
I hastened to meet him halfway, eager to shift my focus away from our complicated past.
"Hey, Michael," I said, returning his smile.
He reached out and clapped me on the back, his enthusiasm infectious.
"Hey there, Amber! What brings you out here?"
I shrugged, gesturing towards the water.
"Just enjoying the view."
Michael nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah, it's beautiful. I love coming here."
He paused, looking around at the scenery before turning back to me.
"So, what's new with you?"
I laughed, shaking my head.
"Not much. Just hanging out with Arlin and her friends."
Michael grinned mischievously.
"Oh yeah? Well, I'm sure that keeps you busy."
I rolled my eyes good-naturedly.
"You have no idea."
We both chuckled at that before falling into an easy silence.
The sound of the waves gently lapping against the shore created a soothing background noise as we stood there. Finally, Michael spoke up again.
"Hey, do you want to sit down for a bit?"
I nodded in agreement and followed him over to the edge of the pier.
We sat down side by side, dangling our feet over the water below us.
The sun was beginning to set behind us, casting a warm golden glow across everything it touched.
It was peaceful here by the sea - far removed from all the drama that seemed to follow me wherever I went these days.
"So how's Arlin doing?"
Michael asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence passed between us.
I shrugged nonchalantly even though inside I felt anything but calm about her current situation with Light and Misa.
"She's doing alright," I replied casually despite my true feelings on the matter. "Good," he said sincerely before adding in a teasing tone, "You know she still thinks she's going to be some big-time detective one day."
I smiled wryly at his words because they were indeed accurate about Arlin's aspirations in life right now.
"She just might," I said, knowing the storm that awaited us.