Aku Tahu Kapan Kamu Mati Mga Nobela at Kwento

PART THREE: TO WHAT A REVENGE LEADS CHAPTER SEVEN If someone just had the ability to tell us when or how is going to be our last day, if someone just could tell us the day and the circumstances we’re going to die, of course we would do anything to get away from that place, from that event but impossible to stay away from the date of our death.

‘But I was dead. That was right. She didn’t have any memories past her death, which she always thought was Mateo’s doing. The only one who would know the truth about that time was Titiana, and I doubted that she would tell us anything either. "You’re awfully quiet for someone who is about to die," he continues when I don’t bother responding. "Shouldn’t this be the part where you try to bargain with me for your life?" "Why would I do that?" I ask, not finding any amusement in his disgusting joke. "In the end, the one that will die is you, not me."

Chapter 133 They say that when death comes, the last five minutes of life are filled with a montage of one’s happiest memories, a reel of love, laughter, and warmth. April had always feared that when her time came, her final moments would be nothing but empty silence. But lately, she was beginning to believe she might have been wrong.

Chapter284 A few minutes before the Blast: Continued “Bitch what do you think this is; a movie where you the villain, got to tell me about what's going to happen after I die, like I'm gonna give a shit about anything you just said, if I'm dead. Oh you thought I was going to cry and beg you to not kill me so you can give me an evil laugh or some shit. Bitch you stupid, I may fear being in pain, but I don't fear death, my momma did it and I haven't seen her since she left me. So I know exactly who is waiting for me on the other side. The sad part is when my family find out what really happened to me, you will die as soon as they figure it out, but I can tell you right now where you going nobod

Nananatili lang akong nakikisabay sa agos ng buhay. "What happens, happens." Yan ang panata ko sa buhay. Kung ano ang nand'yan, okay lang. Kung wala naman, e 'di wala. Wala na akong panahon para alamin pa ang maaring mangyari sa hinaharap. Ang katapusan lang din naman ng buhay ay kamatayan.

He looked at me and smiled. “We kill daily.” Ken told me. “What? What do you mean?” I asked Ken, keen to know how we kill daily and who do we kill. “When I fuck you, for example, and ejaculate but the sperms do not meet an egg, they all die. Remember all those are potential human beings dying right inside there…” Ken said and pointed at me where my vagina would be. I just laughed at how crude the joke was.

That’s when I realized something was wrong. Oh God, am I going to die now?

After all, he was already dead. “Well, getting a paycheck sounds realistic to me. And besides, if any of this is real, which I'm willing to believe it is, I haven't played video games for nothing, have I? I never imagined having no motivation would work out this way, I think being dead is more fun than being alive.” “I am glad you find being dead enjoyable, but I need to inform you that you need to throw away anything you believe to be true and be prepared to witness the truth of the universe. Mr. Akira, please be ready. The system is computing…

"Don't tell me that you don't want to kill me." "Of course—I mean, I don't know, if I want? It's so difficult for me to know where to start. Why won't you suggest me a place where there are many bad people?" "You don't really need to choose who to kill. Try thinking that everyone has their time to die, and you'll kill anyone who's in your way. If they won't die, then they are lucky, but if they will, then it means that you're lucky. There's no unlucky in that moment, especially if you don't show your weakness. Now, you're unlucky because you need to do it faster because the curse will definitely attack you anytime."

Kendal Was she beating herself up over Mandy still? She had no control over when my sister died or how long she lived. "No one knows the day and time of our deaths. That date on a folder doesn't mean shit. Let it go." I brushed my fingers down the side of her neck, her skin like silk. "And honestly, I've heard of people dying on the date the doctor prescribed as if they had no other choice. I wish they would do away with their fucked up estimates. People would do better with not knowing."