Do You Believe In Fate の小説・ストーリー

he furrows his eyebrow at my words, so I tell him everything Selene told me. When I’m finished, he growls loudly at what Fate has done, not just to me but to others. Fate has always been a trickster. Playing with the lives of everyone, she is a puppet master. People blame their god for how their lives have turned out, but in reality it’s fate’s doing. She is vicious and can destroy you on a whim. No rhyme or reason. It depends on her mood.

"A while ago, I was no one in my life. I spent a few years lamenting about a past that I barely remembered properly. So I met some people who changed me completely. These people were friends with others, and others, and I ended up becoming part of a circle full of people who didn't know why they knew each other. It's crazy to say it out loud, but it's the truth. I think everything has a reason in people's lives. Death, life, wealth, poverty... Unfortunately we only understand when we get to the end of the story, and it's so sad not to be able to control these things. All I wanted most in the world was to know how fate determines who will come our way in the most unexpected way possible.” "I

The regret in my voice was easy to hear. “That’s the rabbit hole talking. If she is supposed to be a part of your life, Fate will make it happen.” Mark’s belief in fate being this all magical being always makes me chuckle a little. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. How is it that a macho man, like you, believes in something as silly as Fate?” I asked in the most serious voice that I could muster. “Go ahead and make your jokes. Just remember that I’m gonna be the one laughing when you figure out that I’m right.” Mark scoffed in mock anger.

I shrug. “Fate knows what it's doing. I don't need to supervise it. If I were to try and interfere, my interference would have been accounted for in planning that person's fate. If I shot someone, I might miss and just hurt them and they might meet the person they are meant to meet at the hospital. Maybe they will be dying and then the person they were meant to meet would show up in time to try and save them, get attached, then lose them. Which by the way I have seen once and it was the most depressing thing. I know if they're fated, not how long they will last.” I try to explain. Bellamy is already prepared with his next question. “If fate happens no matter what, then why does it matter if

Artemis POV People always fear what they don’t understand, what they don’t know- what’s different. You would think growing up amongst supernatural beings, I’d be surrounded by open-minded individuals, people who are accepting of differences. Maybe they were before the plague- the infamous Fated Plague.

The corner of his mouth twitched once before he fixed his expression. “See that you don’t. The Goddess may decide to bless you. It might be the night that you meet your mate.” I nodded in understanding even though something twisted inside of me. The whole destiny thing had always been a topic that made me uneasy. I believed in loyalty, sure. In family. In protecting what’s mine. The idea that fate could just hand me someone random and expect me to bind myself to them, to love them, was a different matter altogether. That was a chain that I wasn’t sure I wanted.

And more than that, he believed me—without proof, without a single doubt. What an idiot. My eyes burned as the words I'd been holding in spilled out on their own. "Ryan… do you believe in fate? Last night, I had a dream, and I saw mine. "What if this whole world were just a book someone was writing, and we were only characters they created? From the moment we were born, we were dragged through the plot with no way out. You'd be the main lead, and I'd be the mean girl in the story, destined to ruin everything."

she demanded. "In our reality," he began hesitantly, choosing his words, "we believe in the strength of Fate, that things and individuals are predestined by the Goddess of the Moon. But there's something we tend to forget in most cases: free will." She stepped back to gaze at him. Her chest hurt as if it would split wide apart with the weight of her sorrow.

"The more you try to fight fate, the more it comes back to bite you in the back." "I disagree with that," I said sharply. The words came out more forcefully than I'd intended, but I didn't care. "I was murdered in my first life in cold blood. This second chance I have had... I have changed things. I have defied fate." Dayo shook her head again. "Fate is like energy. It cannot be created nor can it be destroyed. The wheel turns, but the wind, situation, and road will determine which direction and the speed at which it turns. You cannot defy fate. You can only pass it to another or push it forward."

“He was downright abusive, to say the least. If it weren’t for my mother…” “You have to have a heart for these things. He didn’t, Seth.” “You must feel hurt… being rejected.” Seth’s voice softened. He was using his gift now. “Yes,” Destiny admitted. “To rule this Realm, you must have a heart for the Fates. None of my twelve other offspring had the quality needed. So I started the council. Combined, they had the tools to lead. No one Fate is greater than another. We are One.” She looked off into the distance, choosing her words.