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"Good morning, Keanu!" You greet in a jovial tone, perhaps hoping for a better reaction today.
But the man simply glances at you, his eyes still bloodshot, and replies with a grunt. It seems almost crazy, but you felt hopeless.
"What would like to do today? Walk around the park?" You inquire, following the man.
He pauses for a moment, before nodding in agreement, "The cliff..."
The cliff was a beautiful place, especially when Keanu had described it to you. The ocean's rough waves crashing against the rocks below the cliff, the breeze, and the blue sky seemed so wonderful.
Keanu told you that you once said that star-crossed lovers came to the cliff, perhaps to end it all. It seemed odd, yet apparently the concept had been romantic.
It seemed no matter how hard you tried, it simply wasn't enough. You did everything he had asked you to do, and you would do it willingly. After all, you aimed to please your master. However, you tried not calling him that, especially when he loudly expressed his dislike for such a title.
"Can you just jump? Go!" He yells at you, the wind blowing through his hair. He looked displeased again, even though you went to the cliff with him like he asked.
The waves felt louder to Keanu than ever.
"If that pleases you, sir..." You simply responded, gazing at the destruction the waves caused below.
"But that's not what I want! [Name] wouldn't just jump off the cliff just because I asked her to! She would beg for her life!" Keanu yelled at you, seeming to grow so much more helpless with the situation.
If that what he wishes for, then you'll simply comply.
"Please, don't make me jump from the cliff. I don't want to die. I love living! Please, don't make me do this. I'll do anything." You begged. To make it all seem more authentic, the synthetic tears began to roll down your cheeks.
The man simply shouted his lungs out in anguish. You lived to see the next day, but simply because Keanu couldn't let you go. Even if the girl begging for her life wasn't his wife, she still wore your face, spoke in the same tone you did, and smiled similarly.
"I'm sorry." Is the first thing you tell him the following day. The two of you returned to Keanu's home, and the cycle of you following him aimlessly repeats.
Keanu doesn't respond once more, but he looks at you, giving a signal that he's listening.
"I'm sorry I'm not her. But I have her memories...All the best memories are hers." You tell him. For once, Keanu sees something he'd never expect: a humanoid looking so pained.
Sometimes, you can't bring back the dead, no matter how hard you try.
