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Chapter 47: Deceased Family
WE CAN no longer change the outcome, no matter how hard we try or how much we beg. Even if I delude myself into believing they are still alive, the fact that they are dead and no longer exist in the world cannot be changed. I’d just make a fool of myself if I did it.
The only thing I could do for them was to mourn their death and to offer them a befitting funeral. At the very least, this is all I can do for them. I want to send them off in the most pleasant way possible.
I rose from my seat and stepped away from them for a few moments to contact with the funeral organizer. went home first after speaking with them to await their arrival. I want them to come here, and I’ll be the one to open the door for them.
They came after a few hours, so I opened the door and welcomed them. Over six men entered and took mom, dad, sister, and Stephen’s coffins to be arranged within the home.
They w
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Live Suicide Chapter 48: Sold Failed Sail
ARE THERE really that many evil people in the world? Why do some individuals maltreat others? Why would someone trample on the lives of others to not infringe on theirs?Why do others lead to wickedness even though good virtue is bestowed upon them?Why would someone pretend to be caring and compassionate to hide their true colors and intentions?I gave the man in front of me a lethal stare. He smirked at me like a fiend as the two men gripped me so I couldn’t escape.“What do you need from me?” I asked, my brow furrowed. I had to arrange and take care of the funerals of mom, dad, sister, and Stephen. This kind of pursuit is not something I have time for.Who is he, and why is he causing havoc in our home? What does he need from me? As far as I know, neither dad nor mother owes anyone. “I have a proposal for you, so pay close attention since I
Live Suicide Chapter 49: A Powerful Tool
BEING STRONG is destructive because people are using it as supremacy, domination, and elitism instrument to perpetrate crimes against others. Why do people utilize their power in a detrimental approach after becoming empowered?People are empowered for what reasons?"W-Why do you agree with Don Enrico Custodio, Auntie? Don't you want to mother, father, sis, and Stephen to stay in the world before they vanish? You haven't even seen their casket yet, and you're going to bury them straight away?" I said, my voice cracking.My family is gone, and my aunt Lucia Torres is the only relative who can adopt me since she is my mother's sister, and she also has a better life than us, so I have no choice but to follow her, even if it is against my will.According to the law, she will be my guardian angel, but in reality, she is my guardian evil.I try to cheer myself up because if I let go of
Live Suicide Chapter 50: Aunt Ain’t Ant
I SAT alone next to the coffins of my mother, father, sister, and Stephen, keeping watch over them. A day has passed since the ruckus inside the house, and I am now alone in the house guarding their casket.No one dared to step inside our home except sir Carlo and Don Enrico Custodio with his bodyguards, but I know they will never step here again when they have nothing necessary or important to do.My stomach grumbled with hunger, and my eyelids were about to close, so I pinched my arm hard. “It hurts!” I said as I stroked the portion of my body that had been pinched since it was red.Only deafening silence engulfed the inside of the home until a doorbell chimed at the door, prompting me to get up from my seat and open the door for the person outside.“Perhaps sir Carlo left something here at home?” I thought to myself as I approached the door. When I opened the door, my eyes
Live Suicide Chapter 51: Dirty & Ragged
THE SKY is engulfed in darkness, and the scintillating stars that cater in the dark and dreary world are discernible as if it's the work of art. The solitary round moon, which acts as a light in the sky tonight, is also well conspicuous.“Oh, it’s a full moon tonight?” I thought to myself as I passed through the open window, after staring at the lunar surface. I just finished cleaning the plates and utensils Aunt Lucia and I used earlier when we ate.The thickness of my face is immaculate if I let my aunt wash the dishes. She was the one who cooked the food we ate tonight, and I’ll let her do the dishes? Nah. It seemed as if I had turned her into a servant rather than a visitor.I took my smartphone from my pocket and opened it before sitting down close to my mother’s coffin to keep an eye on them. I’m going to stay up all night tonight since I let my aunt rest in our guest room first
Live Suicide Chapter 52: LV Response
WOULD YOU accept justice if it was as valuable as human life? Because I will. My parents’ lives had been murdered and I felt compelled to seek justice for them, even if it meant risking my own life.I filled out the email as justice for my parents’ life that vanished like a bubble was engraved in my mind. This is what I tell you, Don Enrico Custodio: if justice is exorbitant, I will go to any length to get it.This justice is not for me, but for my parents, who perished, and for the other victims who were with them when they swept out to sea in the harrowing incident.With Live Suicide, I will not only be able to pay for justice but also the gratitude and money I owe to aunt Lucia. And, at the very least, I will die peacefully because I have completed everything I need to do. I will die without debt to others. And I will be with my parents again when I pass away.Subject: IWantToDieDainty
Live Suicide Chapter 53: It Is What It Is
I HAVE been looking at my phone for a few minutes since my brain is still processing what happened. I can’t believe Live Suicide is true, not because I don’t want it to be true, but because it’s for my benefit if it’s true. I just have a hard time digesting the events.“I can finally give my family justice,” I thought to myself. I gave a sour grin as I glanced at the four coffins in front of me. “I can bring justice to your death, Mom, Dad, Sister, and Stephen.”I have no other ambition but to bring justice to my parents because it is not right that they died in vain. I know they can’t believe they’ve passed away and let alone that justice hasn’t been served in their case.They died remorsefully, but the perpetrator of their deaths lived happily in the world while spreading lies? That’s not fair.If they perished aboard the ship
Live Suicide Chapter 54: Destined Destination
“MOM, dad, sister Evangeline, and Stephen, this will be the last time I see you, but don’t worry, we’ll be together again as a family the following day,” I whispered as I gazed at their casket. “Because I’ll be close to you, our family will be whole once more.”Even if our family was shattered by a catastrophe, I know we will reconstruct again it because I will perish after I have served my family justice and fairness. I had to die right now to seek justice for my family’s untimely demise.I reached into a drawer and took out a blank sheet of paper and a pen to write a letter to Aunt Lucia. I had to inform them I would leave and would not be returning anymore so that I would not irk them about my immediate ascension.I’d tell a falsehood if it meant not encroaching with my nefarious scheme. If it meant lying to protect people from becoming suspicious and infuriated, I
Live Suicide Chapter 55: Soar Above the Clouds
THE CAR was moving at a brisk pace, so I clutched to my seat belt firmly, foreseeing that if I let go, I might have a heart attack. This might have caused my death rather than a suicide attempt. Will they put a significant value on my body if I perish here? Or will they just toss it in the dumpster once they notice I’m no longer breathing?I was about to puke in the car when Freyja abruptly hit the brake, precipitating me to collide with the backrest and halt my vomit attempt.Before opening my two eyes, I touched the spot on my forehead where I had crashed. “Where are we? Why did you stop?” I said, before settling into a seat in the automobile.Ciara shifted her gaze to me and opened her lips to speak. “We’ve arrived.”I grimaced and peered out the window, but all I saw was a vast and luxurious hotel. “You’re going to murder me here? Why is the locatio
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