The Soul That's Always Watching

by Josho nikushimi

who knew that when you died god truly did listen to your last thoughts. I should have thought it through better before I was stuck in this continuous loop. I wish somebody would've told me when I was still alive... if I had known, I wouldn't have asked for a second chance in my worthless life.

3. Chapter 3

"Hello little Tenshi!" the large doe eyes blinked into focus and stared up at the woman before them. "I'm your Mother! And this is your father!" she motioned towards a man standing off to the side, his face permanently forced into a scowl.

"I hope you grow up to be big and strong! Just like your father!"

Little did they knew that in a life before, the young girl had been stronger than many. Though, I'm not sure they really needed to know that.

"Mama? Did you know that when Father is concerned his right eye goes unfocused?"

The sobbing woman paused in her cried and turned to face her daughter, "Tenshi?"

The brown haired girl smiled, doe eyes closed, "See Mama. Father isn't' mad at you for breaking the pate. He just doesn't want you to get hurt."

Taking a shaky breath and giving her daughter a small smiled, the mother dried her tears. "You're right. I'm sorry for overreacting like this Tenshi."

"It's ok Mama. everyone has their moments. You should spend all the time you can with father before he leaves again."

Chuckling slightly the mother stood and lifted her daughter. "It always amazed me what your eyes can see."

Brown doe eyes framed with long lashes moved their gaze to stare into the depths of their mother's eyes. The young mother could've sworn she saw a wisdom her daughter shouldn't have in the depths of her daughter's eyes.

"That's because I'm good at watching Mama."

"Tenshi! Tenshi!" the cries fell on deaf ears as the middle-aged woman laid silently on the ground. Despite her time coming to an end, she was not at peace. If anything she was annoyed.

"Tenshi! My Angel! Tenshi!" the distressed mother had tears leaking down her face as she tried desperately to keep her daughter awake, "Please Tenshi! I can't lose you too!" the dying girl sighed internally. The sooner her mother forgot her the better, for all Tenshi knew she would never be able to rejoin the people who were once her family.

She was once a boy as well. James, Mite, and now Tenchi. They were the soul identity. The soul was not just one of them but had been all of them at one point in time. The cycle wouldn't stop for many lives to come.

The soul had been foolish.

It should've known people don't get second chances.