Even After Death Novels & Stories

The hematoma expands within the skull and presses on the brain, causing her death. Humans don't get to live forever, but their legacy and what they did in their lifetime will. They may be not able to bring all the richness in the world and their precious possession in the afterlife, but their hatred, sorrows, vengeance, misery, despair, and unfinished business from the living will haunt them in perpetuity. Death may be inevitable, but it's not the end. It's the beginning of a new life that can either bring peace and serenity to our spirit or abomination and damnation far worse than death itself.

My fingers were covered in frostbite because of it. "Trying to please me, huh? Fine, you succeeded. If you donate bone marrow to Caleb now, you'll be my best daughter for the rest of your life," Mom said. Before my death, I would have dreamed of hearing those words. But now, it didn't matter anymore. After all, she couldn't find me. I was already dead. … April 9th, 2025. Cloudy. The 99th day after my death. In the past few days, I had seen them search every corner of the town. Every blade of grass in the park, every alleyway, and every trash can had been searched.

Death was something most humans feared. The things that came after, the uncertainty of what was beyond. Anxiety plagued them in their belief that nothing came after this existence. Yet he held onto none of those fears. He did not get the fact that once he was gone from this world, he was gone forever. All he wanted was to be gone. It did not matter what came after. He was tired of the suffering, of the shame, and of the guilt, which slowly and painfully obliterated him.

"Don't worry. I'll ensure you die a horrible death. I'll let you watch me cut off your limbs, rip your heart out of your chest, and finally decapitate you …" The man's eyes bulged, almost popping out of their sockets. As he was suffocating, he could only gasp for breath. He was obviously in anguish. Layla continued, "Not only that, I'll dissect you so no one can find you. Even if they do, they won't be able to put the pieces back together. I once heard that if the deceased's corpse is incomplete, they won't go into the afterlife. I don't think the likes of you deserve an afterlife. You should stay in hell obediently."

I asked curiously, "What about Lori? What would become of her in her next life?" "Lori Levaine owes you too much. She will become a dog and quietly watch over you in your next lives." With that, the ruler of the nether world waved his hand, and I was sent into the cycle of reincarnation.

“Refuse to end.” A chill moved through existence. The First Queen lowered her gaze. As if she already knew the answer. The Last Witness continued. “When a universe dies, some beings cannot accept it.” The approaching figures became slightly clearer. They cling to existence. The shadows continued moving. They survive the death of their reality. Nyros crossed his arms. “That does not sound impossible.” The Last Witness looked at him. “It becomes impossible after the first million years.” Nyros immediately fell silent. The balance trembled. The Last Witness continued. They continue existing after their stories end.”

Samantha said kindly. “Wow, thank you, ma’am. I’ll remember that,” Lyka said gratefully. “You’re getting carried away again, Lyka,” she whispered to herself. “Did you say something?” Samantha asked. “Ah, nothing, ma’am. You’re just really kind — like my mother,” Lyka said. “Where is your mother now?” Samantha asked gently. “They’re both gone, ma’am — my parents died when I was little,” Lyka said sadly. “That’s so sad, Lyka. That’s why I want to help you even more — I understand what you’ve been through,” Samantha said with compassion.

"Is that so? Alright! I understand, goodbye!" Long Chen said, understanding what the god of death and life had said. The god of death and life's smile grew brighter as he saw Long Chen begin to regain his usual composure. "Ah! You really do look alike. I didn't expect to see your new form in this world. I thought you wouldn't care about us anymore, but it turns out you do! You never forgot us, hahaha! Finally, I can leave in peace. I hope your future is better and more enjoyable than your past, my friend! Forgive some of us who can no longer walk with you, and farewell, my best friend!" said the god of death and life in his final moments, looking happy to accept his impending death.

I step aside to show him he has nothing to worry about. “Yeah, he’s dead.” “Oh. Where will he go now? Will you see each other in Hell?” he growls the last bit, looking in my eyes and daring me to disagree. “No. He’s gone permanently. Never to be seen again.” He blinks. “I thought Hell was the end. Like if he’s not going to Hell, where is he going?” A small sigh slips past me, “I have no idea. My parents reached really old age, and just ashed out. He’s ashed out. Like your deaths, we ash out. Never to be seen again. Nobody knows where we go. We just know we stop existing.”

Because of my fragile health, my best friend, Eva, kept me on a tight leash growing up. She always told me, "Leah, you can't take risks." So for every date David and I planned, she had to test it out for me first. When the new roller coaster opened at the amusement park and she said it was too intense for my heart, David took her instead. After I booked a bed-and-breakfast by the ocean, Eva said the night breeze was too strong for me. So David spent the night there with her. I made reservations at a romantic couple's restaurant, only for her to say the menu might trigger an allergic reaction. That was why David took her to try it first. Every time they came back, Eva would look me in t