A False Confession

A False Confession summary:

I confessed. I couldn't do it while sober, so I took a shot of liquid courage.<br><br>“I like you.”<br><br>“Why?”<br><br>“I just like everything about you.”<br><br>“... I don't understand.”<br><br>Something's strange. His voice is deeper, his height slightly different, and his physique even more so. In fact, after a closer look, even the hair color that reflected the moonlight⁠—this is crazy. It’s someone else. It's none other than Duke Cabel Willard whose known as the 'Grim Reaper' of the battlefields.<br><br>“Cabel.”<br><br>“... Excuse me?”<br><br>“From now on, don't refer to me by any strange titles. Call me by name instead.”<br><br>The corners of his lips that were always frozen stiffly curved into a smile. It seemed like he would immediately kill me if the truth of my false confession was brought to light.