Because This Is My First Life Review の小説・ストーリー

APRIL In my next life, I’d either come as a monarch’s favorite tea cup, or not come at all. All because this life was started to feel far too gloomy and devastating to live through. If my first life was this tedious, why would I consent to another one? No bloody way. Aren’t you being a little too dramatic? came my subconscious’s snarky interruption.

Why have I been trying to hide this when it can clearly help me a great deal? “You mean, you're reborn in this life?” Adonis asked me. I shrugged, “It's nothing surprising but you believe in the law of karma right? I remember everything that happened to me clearly, it still haunts me. I was just too wronged that I couldn't bear to just leave like that. So I got another chance at life.” “Is this true? Then, don't you think this life is for us to make things right and live happily?” They believe me? Just like that? What the hell is going on with them now?

I say. A pause. Then— “This is my second life.”

I want to build a life with her and our children, want to experience life with her in a way I never thought possible. As I fed on her lips, I said a silent prayer of thanks that things had turned out this way. I was willing to put the past two years behind me, to start anew and to show her once and for all that I chose her, that I was willing to make up for not choosing her the first time because of my misguided belief that I wasn't worthy of her or of the life I now want to share with her and the babies.

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

The bare floor was freezing cold and the loose cloth on my body made little effort to keep me warm. I cuddled myself up like an embryo in the womb, still thinking about what had happened. I analyzed my life, starting from the first disaster that came upon me which was the killing of my parents, then the forbidden love issue, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had done something terribly wrong in my past life and was paying the consequences in the present one.

-Jacob- The crisp and fresh scent of the air, the steaming coffee and the peaceful afternoon, nothing I could imagine to be felt so divine before. Just few months ago, I kept questioning myself, constantly. What's the reason for my existence, the reason for my hard working or the reason being so patient with my parents who never valued me as a person. What's the reason for me to stay alive even after knowing I am different than others? What's the point of living even after everything? All those questions I have kept repeating in my head until I saw her. The first thing I felt inside was - It was worth of living.

Regine did not pay any attention to us and looked around the store. I thought he left… I thought I wouldn’t meet him again. I thought I wouldn’t have another chance to redeem myself. I thought I’d have to carry all the regret and guilt for the rest of my life. But now…he’s here. And he came to me first. I can’t let this opportunity go again. After all, I’ve realized, that I skipped the very first step into starting a new life: absolve yourself of the guilt and regrets of your past life.

" What?' I asked. Wasn't he going to show me how I died in the past nine lives? What is the meaning of showing his beautiful hand? " Should we go to the past and watch closely?" He said holding my hand. I don't understand what he meant by go in the past and see . But when I stepped inside I witnessed a whole new world of memories. My parents, my pack and the empire. I was to see all of them. I saw myself getting born in difficult situations. In the first life I died right after birth. In the second life the same... this repeated till my fifth life. In my sixth life, I was assassinated on my sixteenth birthday because my uncle wanted his son to become the heir to the throne.

he raises an eyebrow in my direction and sighs at my silence, “you seem to have made your life revolve around CF and forget that there is a world beyond the walls of your room” “I had no choice at birth,” I exclaim with exaggerated annoyance and get up abruptly from the chair, causing it to fall but no matter, “you think it's so easy to go out into the world and put my best face forward! No, you don't, you are in good health, while I remain with stupid cannulas in my nose because my lungs are unable to create more oxygen, day by day I think about death and I come face to face with it when I see myself in the mirror” My nostrils are dilated, my breathing accelerated by rage and tears flood my