Novel & Cerita Death Is Just Beginning

The machinery has arrived. “Dr. Smith, I am deeply wondering how humans perceive death. Could you share us some insights?” “Every human, are in a sense, dying from the minute we are born, and the sooner human recognize how fleeting our existence is, the less entangled we will become in superficial things that cause us grief. Death and its notion are completely meaningless. There isn't a single image that springs to mind. The living have a use for death's concept, but death has no use for anything. The only thing we can say about death is that it is either real or not. If it is true, then the end of one's life is a straightforward conclusion. If it isn't genuine, the end of one's embodied lif

“Will I need to sign a prenup?” “No, our ‘death contract’ as you call it will cover everything and since neither of us will be breaking it until death do us part there is no need to sign a prenub. Should I die you would be my beneficiary as in a normal marriage. Also whatever debts you have, such as school loans, become mine once you sign the papers.” “That isn’t making it any better to give up my romantic life. Men have needs but so do women. What happens when I want to, you know.”

Thali POV What the hell is happening? "I can still convince myself to believe you, but may I know who is this Driana?" My head was like a buzzling bump. I don't see any affect of a psycho or any seek on Nadjiana. I just don't get what she said! Of course, I believe in ghost, nun, phantom or any scary stuffs. But I don't think being dead was a big deal to Nadjiana. All of people will be gather to death.

Sam went pale and I shook my head. “A, you can’t just up and say shit like that.” She shrugged. “Why not? It’s true. I’m not going to sugar coat it for you pansies.” Aelia took a sip. “Death is as much as part of our lives as life is. We are in a circle. I was born from the goddess and I will return to her. If we are so ready to celebrate a life entering this world, then we need to also celebrate one’s leaving it.”

He killed me. All things that have life will eventually wither away — that is the fundamental truth of life. We will all wither away and die sometime in the future. After we have fought the wars, faced the trials and tribulations, overcome the challenges, we all will die at the end. After pushing through the hurdles of our youth and adulthood, after trying our hardest to stay alive and survive till the next day, we will all still die at the end. This just tells us that all is vanity.

My consciousness faded, like sinking into the deep sea. If love required death to prove it, then I had proven it. If truth required blood to reveal it, then I had revealed it. Now, I could rest in eternal silence, where no one would ignore me anymore. My soul turned into specks of light, dissipating in the wind. In the distance, church bells toll like sounds of mourning, yet it felt like a rebirth.

Death. Everyone was about to die.

Not ever. But as the world fades, I realize I might not have a choice. This isn’t the end. It’s just the beginning.

She dialed three times, then her finger hovered over the call button and never moved again. Before I died, I had tried to call her nine times. Even as my breathing stopped, I still foolishly hoped to say one last line to her. But even as I reached the end of my life, I never heard her voice. There was a vast and stark difference when someone loved or didn't love another person. I pressed a hand to where my heart was. It no longer beat, nor did it produce that tearing pain that once felt like it could rip me apart. Strangely, I felt a bit relieved.

“How much more?” “Enough that you need to be prepared for it.” His voice was careful, measured, the Stormy who existed underneath the chaos and the humor and the armor. “What you saw was the end of something. There’s a beginning that comes before it. A middle. And there are things in that middle that are going to be harder to hold than what you already saw.” I closed my eyes. “The obsession started somewhere.” “Everything starts somewhere,” he said. “And the killing. When it started — was I—”