Death Inspires Me Like A Dog Inspires A Rabbit の小説・ストーリー

Even if I didn't want Elena's grave beside mine, she was still buried next to me in the end. At least I was going back to my own world soon and didn't have to be tormented by these people after death. "Two dead? Good. Only one cold devotee left." "I've got nothing left to say. I just hope Daniel will be happy in his next life instead of running into these people." All the comments were now on my side. Deep down, I did feel a bit of warmth upon knowing this. My spirit gradually dispersed, and after a very, very long time, I finally woke up.

It ran as fast as it can but it couldn't escape its dreadful fate. As I reached out to grab the creature with my claws, it squeaked trying to get away from me. Digging my sharp claws into its soft flesh, I finally tore its body apart. I could clearly sense the warmth slipping away from its body as blood splattered everywhere. As the rabbit lay there, lifeless in my grasp, I couldn't help but feel a sense of shame wash over me.

I shrugged, “I'm the reason you needed your life saved in the first place.” Before she could reply, something small and dark darted across our path. "Oh!" Carol gasped. It was a rabbit, as black as a soot-cloud and remarkably plump, scurrying toward a thicket of rosebushes. Without a second thought, the heavy weight of my failure to escape, disappeared. There was something about the fleeing animal that triggered a very specific, very unladylike instinct within me. "Don't let it get away!" I cried, already gathering my skirts.

The scent of the rabbits continues to taunt me, tempting me with the promise of nourishment. As I shut my eyes, I am immediately greeted by the rhythmic thumping and hopping sounds of rabbits. The familiar scent fills my nostrils, and I quickly realize that the alpha has generously provided me with live rabbits. With cautious excitement, I cautiously emerge from my cozy nest and take in the sight of countless rabbits scurrying around my newfound sanctuary. My heart leaps with joy, and I can't help but let out a delighted yip as I embark on the thrilling pursuit of food.

The door closes with a whisper. I look at the rabbit again. It’s still staring, ears twitching, perfectly still. My pulse echoes in my fingertips. “You’re just an animal,” I whisper. “That’s all.” It blinks slowly, and for a heartbeat, I could swear I hear words where there should be silence, but they are faint, echoing, and too soft to catch. Violet stirs uneasily in my mind. I turn away, refusing to listen. It is just an animal.

The ballon bunny stopped its attack and look around upang hanipin kung sino ang bumato dito and its eye landed on my direction. The color on my face faded as its red eyes stared at me. I successfully courted death. It puffed its cheek and about to launch its attack. I can’t move, my body started shaking and I feel petrified. I suddenly wanted to cry out loud. Nicee…. I’ll die the same way I did last time. Cause of death: Ultra bravery. I see the light steaming from the sun, above the bunny’s head. The bunny spit out acid balls.

There's no way I'm gonna accept dying like this. No! There's no freaking way that I'm gonna die like this but what should I do? Cuddle with it so it would let me go? This is not a normal dog. No dog can be this huge. All of a sudden, it let out a loud howling, followed by two far-stretched ones. I jumped at the sudden sound. What was that, a call but a call for what? Oh my God! Is it calling other rabies to come feast on me?

The universe still needs him to make a balance and I will do anything to help him to survive… Valentino exhaled heavily. His eyes through the eyes of the wolf captured a tiny object sneaking out from the bushes. “Hey you…I am speaking to you my little rabbit…listen, I know you are sad and want to die because your soul has been tortured in that body.” The old rabbit looked at him and the wolf snared in low voice. “I am desperate but I am not stupid, My Prince. You think it will be not hurtful to leave my body ripped off by his canine teeth?” the rabbit looked at Valentino, ruminating something in its mouth.

"Think of it as a straw, not a floodgate." I touched the rabbit’s fur through the bars. The spark was tiny, a flicker of gold compared to the bonfire of the wolves I’d attacked. I felt the connection, the familiar pull. I closed my eyes and tried to visualize the "door." I pulled a tiny thread of heat, then slammed my mental focus shut. I pulled my hand back, gasping. The rabbit was shivering, but it was still breathing. It was still alive. "Better," Nyla said, though she didn't smile. "You have a natural aptitude for it. Most Siphons kill their first ten test subjects."

Its life force had reached its limit. Roxana Nelson looked at it with a sense of grief. Perhaps William was right; if living were such a struggle, it would be better to die peacefully. She could only hope in her heart that after its death, her rabbit could go to heaven and become an angel. William took the small iron cage from her hand, opened it, and gently placed the lifeless rabbit in her hands. "Don't be sad. I'll find you a better one." William comforted her. "Find a better one?" Suddenly, an idea flashed in Richard Harris's mind. Without saying a word, he turned and left. William watched him go, his beautiful eyes showing no surprise.