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"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

Death Contract They say that reincarnation may be true because no one in the world can tell what there is in the afterlife. Nor can anyone prove that fictional things are not true. So I, I believe that in this world we have things we don't know but it's better that we just don't know. "I'll borrow this book," I uttered while reaching the book to the Librarian. The book is entitled Death Contract. When I read its description earlier the book already caught my attention. So I took it.

] I am wearing someone's death on my heart? "This world itself is death. If only one is dead, one is born. If death doesn't happen, life doesn't." [If the egg stays on the mother's wings, then, did you kill the mother for this?] "yes" "Kill and win. Kill and live. A moment of hesitation will take your soul into the depths of the forest, and before you know it you, already disappeared. This is not a human world" [I know. I know it's not a human world, but it's just a child.]

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'

She felt an inward feeling of defeating death even when she was dead. "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,

Yeah everything looks all pristine and innocent during the day, but night time around the packhouse can be pretty fucking terrifying. And I’m the reaper himself. I have fourteen dead flies on my legs. Insects, yes, and definitely not sexy looking. But symbols of the males that tried to take me down and fuckin’ failed. But I know better than anyone, even my wolf… Flyers don’t live forever. We do our part to make this world a better place and try to leave it for those after us to prosper. Doze shakes his head and before he speaks, I already know why he’s pissed.

"I'm sorry. I thought you… I know it's too late for marriage now, but maybe we can do it in the next life. See you." Zacharias rolled his sleeve up, revealing a new tattoo. A tattoo of our wedding photo. Through tears, he said, "It's okay. We've done it once. We'll do it again. Until next life." That was the last of my unfinished business. My soul was getting lighter and lighter. I was losing control over myself. Of course. Time was running out. I was calm. I wanted to show the living that death was not the end, but the next great adventure. My final thoughts were of that fateful day. The surgery was successful, in a sense. It ended my terrible life.