After I Died Mga Nobela at Kwento

or maybe it's just my eyes playing dying tricks on me. Before I die please God, please.....don't let me die. I promise I will be a good person. I fight to keep my eyes open. Hoping to the figure advancing towards me won't disappear, but it was no use. And once again I let go. Falling into the darkness. (Today's update, checked. Hope you guys liked it. Please rate and comment. Love y'all. ADIOS.)

"Then came the realisation a while later that I was truly alone. The loneliness is the worst. Not even the darkness that surrounded me could compare to the loneliness that enveloped me from within. I felt empty, cast, alone. I was tired of crying. I was tired of screaming. My body was weak and I felt it. "In that particular moment, I cursed my immortality. I just wanted to die for it to all be over. But then, I thought to myself: what if I was dead already? After all, no one knows what the after life looks like. What if that pitch blackness was all the vision im the after life? Maybe I was truly dead but why was death so lonely and cold? I wondered how I died. It must have been that cursed t

He died. "Ah!!!" Suddenly, he woke up. "Where am I?" He just died and never did he knew what was that. Now that he died and however he can talk in this unknown, but there was nothing on it. Just darkness. "Was this hell?" He asked. Then lights turned oh. "Ah!" He covered his eyes for the lights could burn and make him blind. Then a hologram showed up. He saw a grave with a name of himself. —Jin Park— He actually died. [ To be continued... ]

The man said. "Will she be okay?" She asked. "Definitely. We just need her to stay for some time while we run some tests just to be sure." He said and walked away. I didn't understand anything they just said, all I knew was that I was with Alpha Jareth when his core exploded and I died alongside him. "How did I wake up here? Or is this the afterlife? Why am I here in another person's body?" I asked myself as I looked around.

I run and never looked back. ***** I am the top of the hill looking down at the height and water. Will I die if I jump? Will all the pain end? Will I be happier in the afterlife? I stretch out my right leg and I hear a voice behind me. "Let us jump. I can't live a day without you, so if you die I die", Aiden's voice becomes audible and I am silent. He is the last person I want to hear from. "Here me out please and if you want to fall then I will fall with y-"

I pat my chest in pain. ...[“We.”]... She corrects. “How are you still so calm?” I blow up, screaming at the top of my lungs. ...[“Oh, darling. I am already dead. There's no point in carrying all that hatred in me, it will only damage me.”]... Her eyes, brown like mine, narrows in on my face. ...[“But he was stupid enough to resurrect me, and that is how we ended up being the gate to the afterlife.”]...

I remember sleeping and… the world… it was strange… it was as if… everything turns to a mess… Ahh… the IKINOBIRU… It was the game I was playing that's suddenly became a reality in just a blink of an eye… Right… Saypher… Migo… Kheina… Kael… and even Fiolle was there… Also that damn old scary man… Eh? I remembered dying after being hit by his missiles didn't I? Is this the after world? Why is everything seems so dark? Is it the hell whom they are talking about? But… what about those red fire that they would be having to make people be in much pain? I feel nothing special at all… Ah, it is not as if I did something bad to be in there… did I? On the contrary, I did nothing in particular to be sa

I wanted so badly to tell them, "Don’t cry. I wasn’t going to live much longer anyway." But it was as if some invisible force pulled me away, dragging me back to Zac. Was my attachment to Zac really so deep? Even in death, I was drawn back to him? But before I died, I had stopped loving him. I had let him go and given him back to Eve. When I saw him, I was shocked. The man in front of me was disheveled and defeated, with a face covered in stubble. He was nothing like the Zac I once knew. That Zac was always meticulous, never letting a hair fall out of place.

ADRIANA I think I’m starting to become too familiar with death. And I didn’t like it very much. I was barely having steady relationships in the real world. I’m not about to start others in the afterlife. I’ve been locked in this empty abyss for days. Since there was no difference between night or day, I didn’t know how many days it had been. I only know that I’m sick of being here. And I wanted to leave. But there was no way to communicate with the outside world. I tried the tactic mum taught me. Even that didn’t work.

“Regina, Ivan is alive. He’s healthy. You didn’t kill anyone.” I was hyperventilating now, my body remembering the panic and grief and crushing guilt that had nearly destroyed me five years ago. Mother came around the table, wrapping her arms around my shaking shoulders. “Breathe, sweetheart. You’re safe now. Ivan is alive and healthy.” “I wanted to die,” I sobbed into her shoulder. “After they told me he was dead, I wanted to die. The guilt was so heavy I couldn’t carry it anymore.” “That’s why you accepted the fire,” Father said quietly. “You thought you’d lost everything worth living for.”