His Soul Is Marching On To Another World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Thanks, brain, I guess. I can hear footsteps coming at me and shouts of bitch you will never get away with this! As I turn to the corner, my ears are suddenly surrounded by faint chatters from people getting louder. A song is still ringing through my earphones as Agon screamed: THE WORLD IS CRUEL THE WORLD IS UNFAIR BUT WE SHOULDN'T BLAME THE WORLD FOR ITS PEOPLE THAT NEVER CARED NATIONS SHALL UNITE BUT WE CREATED WARS I CAN'T BELIEVE MOST OF YOU BELIEVE IN GOD

He kept singing and lifted his head, giving me that deep look that made everything spin. My soul has already lost its way My body doesn't recognize my commands A lifetime to love you I already gave up on escaping I'm out of breath, Little One. Breathless

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

“Of course you are dead, child. Welcome to Bamafida… where all spirits dwell.” The sound rolled across the barren land, making the very ground shiver beneath me. My chest tightened, the agony of betrayal flaring again as though my heart was being pierced anew. The voice softened, but its echo still carried power. “I feel the torment that clings to your soul, the betrayal, the grief, the unending rage. But let it go, child. Your time in the mortal world is done. Walk through that path ahead. You have lived… and suffered… enough. Your ancestors await you.”

I had taken Audrey's hand and started running, it was funny how I thought we had escaped and suddenly she dropped down beside me. Time seemed to slow down as I watched blood seeping out of her head, I just stood there like my brain had gone on lockdown watching as she died. All I knew was that I was suddenly pulled into a car and later I found myself at the institution again but I still couldn't focus on anything apart from the fact that Audrey was dead just like I took people's lives, she was taken from me. -- "What do you think is wrong with her? She gets like this after a mission and it's getting worse".

Today is the second day and just a few hours more before my complete transformation. Although no physical changes has occured, I've been feeling some changes inside of me. Like my heart was either shifting, being shrunk, or being removed. I bore the pain and accepted my fate even before it could happen. I don't care about what would happen next in the future. Whether I will indeed rule next to Lucifer or start the destruction of the world with him immediately but one thing is for sure.

He was still. He was gone. Her calls were never heard by him. Her tears he never saw, Her face he could not see. The sky was bright, the sun shining bright, But the castles were under a dark black cloud. The queen stopped at the end of the bed, as tears poured down her eyes she felt her heartache. He was gone too soon, he left with too little memories.

“Your soul doesn’t belong to him. No one but the gods has the power to lay claim to your soul. You are so old…you don’t know this?” He doesn’t answer me. “When we’re made…we die, we go to the other side and have to fight our way back to life. If we win the battle, we’re granted immortality.” He sips his whiskey, and like last night stares off into the distance, as if he forgets that I’m here. “I went to a place so dark, so frightening, that I vowed I’d never go back.” I’m quiet. I don’t know what to say to him about that. I had been to the underworld, and that was scary enough.

~~~ R-O-M-12:12—12|13|14|15 - hope II-C-O-R-4:10—31|32|33|34|35 - dying J-O-H-N-3:16—17|18|19|20|21 - world 4_2_3_5_5 H O P E _ _ _ _ _ D Y I N G W O R L D 4 2 3 5 5 ~~~ “Hope on the Dying World?” - Xol “Hope in the Dying World?” - Czaquira “Hope of the Dying World.” Timotheus uttered.

But her answer made my whole world broken, and I feel like my soul is coming out from my body. "He's dead."