Death Is But The Next Great Adventure Novels & Stories

"Most people who don't know anything about me are usually so eager to rush into conclusions. They say I am abnormal because I don't talk much but sit in a dark corner and stare with a strange silence which is totally untrue. I know my silence is not my poor skills in social communication rather a dark mystery I am yet to understand. I have been dead a long time ago before Christmas bells filled my heart with joy. I have been dead a long time ago before I even learnt how to walk or run. I have been dead before the first new moon ushered the December rains and spluttered muddy water into the new yam tendrils that were slowly springing to life. I can't remember my turning point vividly, the day

I nodded, clinging tighter, my screams echoing silently in my mind. Death, they say, is inevitable…. But in some happenstances, we embrace this cold but relieving indomitable. Sensualizing its finality and basking in its advances. For the taken, death is bliss. For the left behind, death is loss. Thank you all…. This episode is dedicated to my dad… may his soul rest in peace…. It’s my life experience and how I felt.

"The Absolute was absorbing me. Absorbing all infinite versions of me. I chose death to escape." "Did you escape?" Death tilts their head. "Or did you just trade one trap for another? Here, in my realm, you exist forever. Conscious but bodiless. Aware but powerless. Dead but not gone. Is that really better than the Absolute?" Horror floods through me. "You're saying I'm trapped here? Forever? Conscious in nothing? Aware in nowhere? That's worse than absorption! That's torture!" "Is it?" Death moves closer. "Or is it peace? No more fighting. No more choosing. No more manipulation. Just existence. Simple. Pure. Eternal. Many would call that paradise."

“No prank, newbie. You’re dead.” “Bullshit.” He shrugged. “You’ll figure it out soon enough.” “Okay, fine,” I said, crossing my arms. “Let’s say I am dead. Why the hell am I on a bus headed to God knows where? And what happens if I don’t play your stupid little game?” He leaned closer. “Then you die. Eternal soul destructional final death. There's no coming back from that one, newbie.” Something in his tone that made my stomach twist. It wasn’t a threat. It was a promise. He wasn't fucking around.

I would die anyways so let's just have fun once and for all, I thought. " We should go on a date and do something fun, maybe on an adventure kind of date and not coffee drinking. It should be something fun and risky. " He suggested, thinking I would feel jittery and all those stuff, but I didn't even blink an eye. " Sure, let's do it. We only live for once remember? And one more quote for thought is that you could die tomorrow. So everything that there is to do, we should do it without hesitation." I answered calmly like what I said was nothing.

Theme:- Welcome to the Afterlife part 1 As it was inscribed in the holy book, it was given for a man to die once, and after that death, it is judgement. But for me, Rey Reed, it is different. If my guess is right, this will be the third time I have visited the land of the dead. The first time was when I escaped from the tar pit. I can't remember how long I lost consciousness, but when I woke up. I only opened my eyes in hell.

"So why show yourself now? Why come back to visit my brother's grave?" Jeremy sighed softly, his tone unusually calm. "I knew it. I knew this whole thing was a trap. "But a few days ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. I don't have long left anyway. At this point, death doesn't scare me anymore. "I just thought... before I die, seeing Jason one more time would make it worthwhile." He paused, then looked up at me. "By the way, what exactly were Jason's final words before he jumped?" There was genuine curiosity mixed into his voice. Clearly, that was one of the reasons he had come.

If he was even a little bit sober, he wouldn't forget how much he hated her, let alone speak to her like that. Olivia buried her head in his embrace. Sniffling and trembling, she asked, "Ethan, what would you do if I were dead?" "What are you talking about?" "Everyone dies. Everyone born into this world ages and eventually falls sick before dying. No one can escape that." "Well, then I will die with you. We will enter eternal slumber together and be laid to rest at the same place." Smiling helplessly, Olivia tightly held onto his shirt. "Nonsense. I'm sure you'll celebrate with fireworks and marry someone else the moment I pass on."

He thought it was quite idiotic how men get to sleep around and are worshipped for it but women cant- the stranger mentioned sex being the most amazing feel in the world. He thought it was one thing everyone should experience every once in a while even if you wake up in the morning full of regret. He mentioned living in the moment, not planning for anything but just letting everything go by each moment. He said he had witnessed many people die in his short life span and he knew you could be dead in less than a minute and forgotten in less than a week after your burial ; life continued. He lived like he would be shot dead tomorrow, he mentioned that even if he had died on that spot he wouldn'

"Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou'art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy'or charms can make us sleep as well And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die." She laughed hysterically again