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And soon I’ll be dead. This book is part of a series and although it can be read as a standalone, it’s better if you read at least the side story about Laurie and Kingsley. You can find it in my book: “Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha.” At the last chapters. Thankss <3

How big was this place? Some books were kept in a thick glass. I peered at them curiously. “The book of the Dead,” Dean Davina said proudly as she glanced at them. “Wait, you mean these books contain ways to talk to dead people?” I asked in utter bewilderment. “And allegedly how to raise them and control them,” Dean Davina replied. “That is a dangerous book to keep around,” I said with concern. “Hence, why it is kept here, away from prying eyes and greedy hands,” she replied.

★★★★★ UNKNOWN LOCATION* A masked man pulled down his face cap as he walked into the unknown building, he got to a certain room and walked in fully. In there, Alejandro sat gallantly smoking aggressively from his pipe. His eyes was damn red as his blood boiled. He had just gotten news that Yasmine is dead and he couldn't help but get deranged. His veins were popping out of his neck as he puffed in the tobacco which was holding his breath. "Boss!" The masked man called as he approached Alejandro.

I give them paradise. "At the cost of their existence," Axel said. His dagger was out now, flames flickering along the blade. "They're not living. They're being slowly erased while dreaming about lives they'll never have." *And isn't that better than what you face? Fighting your way to a Core that might not save you? Facing administrators who want you dead? At least here, you die happy.* The buildings around us started to move. The walls rippled like water. The peaceful deadies we'd seen earlier were appearing again but this time their eyes were wrong. Empty. Controlled.

I curled up on the floor, felt a rush of iron in my throat—and coughed up a mouthful of blood. That bright-eyed boy I used to be—the one who still had hope—faded into nothing. After that, I had nothing left to live for. Until just now, when this wretched, drifting life of mine finally ended. Matthew, your big brother is coming to join you. I've finally paid for my sin.

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Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.

And weirdly, everyone there looked like they were dressed for something big. It wasn't until Edmond and Philip followed the van—our bodies inside, heading to the crematorium—that it hit me. Keyla had paid. Our story was over. I watched as my body, once alive and full of dreams, slid into the cremation chamber. Minutes later, it was just ash. Edmond scooped it into a small bottle and took me home. Philip did the same for Ariel. When Edmond knelt and bowed in front of me, I finally felt peace.

Something Maya has no useful word for. The word would have to describe a man aiming twelve bodies the way she would aim one rifle, and English, having spent centuries finding twelve ways to describe uncomfortable chairs, apparently never prepared for this. Marcus turns the pack. Points it. The dead come over the west fence and meet a thing already there to meet them. One animal with thirty heads.