Novel & Cerita Everyone Who Can Forgive Me Is Dead

"No, you don't get to leave me. I won't let you. I won't be able to face Lauren in the afterlife—" "I love you," Killian whispered. "All of you. And—" He coughed, blood flecking his lips, darker than it should be. "A Zerok never kills a Zerok. It's the one rule we never break. And I broke it. I've been waiting—all this time—for the punishment. For the consequence. I guess this is it." "I forgive you." Kael's voice came from beside them, raw and desperate. "Do you hear me, Killian? I forgive you. For Dad. For everything. You were protecting someone. You were—you were being who you've always been. A protector. So I forgive you."

But I will never forgive him either. THE END

"Wait! I didn't enslave you. You bought this on yourself by going against the first rule for every death's agents. You were meant to be the custodian of the law but what did you do? Not only did you break the rule, you also tried to exterminate me. Leaving you here at the abyss of tears is enough mercy for your betrayal you ungrateful pest." "Really? Are you saying I should be grateful for getting locked up for a million years? You got me locked up for a million years Adonis. A million years of torture, a million years of hotness. A million years of tears. I won't forgive you" "Then I'll have to apologize because I intend to continue to keep you waiting, of course you don't have to forgive m

The Luna he loved would have hesitated, would have found another way, would have chosen suffering over cruelty every time. And still he didn't fight back. Didn't raise his hands to defend himself or try to break my grip. He just looks at me with those damned understanding eyes and whispers the words that break what's left of my heart: "I forgive you." The absolution hits harder than any condemnation could. Forgiveness from the dead, offered freely to the monster who has spent years defiling his memory in the name of protecting his children. It's a gift I don't deserve, can't accept.

“You think I don’t know what he is? You think I don’t know what you both were even then?” I went silent. There was no right answer. He began pacing again, calmer now, but something was terrifying in that calmness. “You know what I realized, Father? The world doesn’t forgive. People like you and your ex-lover, people who pretend to be saints, deserve everything that’s coming to them.” I closed my eyes, praying silently, begging God to let Ezreal stay away, to let him ignore whatever message Allen had sent. “Why are you doing this?” I whispered.

Finally, I went down on my knees helplessly. "I'm sorry. I was in the wrong. Please forgive me," I apologized as I looked at the urn in Daisy's hand, tears welling up in my eyes. "Daisy, Mom has suffered enough in her life. I just want her to be buried with my father. Please…" A hint of emotion flashed across Daisy's face. Just as she was about to return the urn, James twisted his ankle and cried out in pain. Daisy instinctively reached out to help. As a result, the urn slipped from her hand and fell uncontrollably down the cliff.

Yet, seeing him kneeling before her, she felt only profound irony and an unsettling tranquility. After a long silence, she finally looked away. "No, Justin," she said. "I don't forgive you." Her decision was made—no forgiveness and no turning back. Justin's hand, holding the ring, trembled imperceptibly. His voice cracked as he looked at her, his eyes pleading. "Why? It was just that one time… Why are you being so unforgiving?" "It wasn't just that one time. You've disappointed me countless times. That incident with Candice was the final straw," Serena said.

"I know you must both be so angry with me. Adrian is as well. I'm selfish and stupid. I deserve everything that's ever happened to me. But I'm so tired. I can't outplay Sean. I can't even drag him down with me when I die." I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The rain seemed to be pouring harder now. At that moment, I felt like a wandering ghost with no home to return to. "When I join you in the afterlife, don't shy away from me, okay? Please don't reject me. I know… I was wrong." After walking in a daze for what felt like forever, I finally got home. Before I could open the front door, I saw the warm yellow light spilling through the gap under the door.

Perhaps she thinks her trick will work on me again. "Oh, at least I forgot." The familiar voice said it again. "You are not the only one here," he said, and I watched in amazement as some teens, probably the same age as me, emerged out of nowhere. "You are now forty in number. Only the last being alive will be granted the permission." The familiar voice clarified. "Before you begin," General Zod quickly added. "I must warn you, Rey Reed, that they had dark magic, and they wouldn't hesitate to kill you."

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