Born To Die The World Is A Mga Nobela at Kwento

Please Then the world went black.

Our life. This is the top of the world.

Birth or apocalypse. Maybe both.

If they’d only realize That I was born for you And that you were born for me And in this random world, This was clearly meant to be What we have the world could never understand Or ever take away And till the day I die I bless the day that I was born for you" - Ash and Me "What we have, the world could never understand Or ever take away And as the years go by Until the day I die I bless the day that I was born for you" - Ash and Me

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

So, I said, “Yeah, I’ll stick with you till the end because I have found a purpose too, and that is to witness the greatness you achieve in this long run. But I will warn you as your brother, you have taken the path of devil so someday you will also achieve the ultimate punishment like the devil.” After saying that, I for the first time realized that I might have matured a little too. But then Madarashi smiled a little and said, “I chose the job after being fully aware of the consequences. And death is the ultimate result for everyone, be it human or devil. Only exception is, I might face a horrible death.”

The morgue was cold, carrying a foul, sterile smell. Expressionless staff pushed me into a metal drawer. With a soft "click," the door closed. The system's voice echoed in my mind. [Death confirmed. Final storyline completed.] [Countdown to soul departure: 71 hours 59 minutes.] [Please await the opening of the passage.] I drifted in the cold, hollow air and let out a breath. Finally, things were coming to an end.

CLARA Everything goes silent, not like death. Worse, like the world forgets I exist. The pain, the weight, the sound of my own blood—gone. And then I’m falling, not down, not anywhere, just… through something endless and bright. Light surrounds me from every direction, soft and warm, like the air itself is breathing. I don’t have a body or maybe I do, but I don't feel it anymore. I drift and drift until I see her.

"The baby's here, but it's going to be rough for you. Rebecca was scared that a C-section would dumb down the baby, so she went all in for a natural birth. She ended up with a pretty bad tear." I balled my fists, my anger boiling over into a bitter chuckle, and then I grabbed my phone and punched in a number. "Get me the lawyer on the line. I want a thorough review of every asset owned by the Harris Group. They've let someone without even a college diploma run the show. Who knows what else is going on here that I'm clueless about? "And draft me a divorce settlement. Rebecca's affair with Marvin is going to cost her. She'll leave with nothing, and I'll make sure the whole world knows about he

Hope that I would die, so that the world would survive. Flashback Over