Canto Forty-Five: Obsession:

Between work and my new family, I barely get any time to myself. I sat down at my desk and rubbed my forehead. Things were getting worse around me with this war. I just wanted to be alone. I looked up at the ceiling.

I had another problem on my mind.

My father wants Madonna back. She can’t leave just yet because she had a baby. I have been given three years to give her back. I don’t want to give her up. We are married. We have a child. She can’t leave me now. I have already lost two of my wives. I couldn’t lose another one.

But what can I do?

I don’t want Madonna to become fallen. I had just now managed to make her happy. She won’t be happy if she turns fallen. How am I going to keep her here and pure? I sighed and rubbed my forehead. Why does everything good in my life get taken away from me?

An idea came through my head.

We could have another baby. It worked for Bayu and me. But does Madonna want anymore children? I can’t be too sure. It would be nice to give Camon a little brother or sister.

A knock came on my door.

“Enter!” I said. I lowered my head as the door opened. Another one of my subject’s poked their head inside.

“Yes?” I asked.

“We’re ready to start the interview process,” they said. I puffed up my cheeks and sighed.

“Fine,” I said. The subject disappeared through the door. I shook my head to myself. Madonna and Camon were the only ones getting me through this. The war in the living realm was getting worse. We kept getting more waves of souls each day. Maybe more children and keeping my wife here a little bit longer wouldn’t hurt.