Novel & Cerita Historia Triste

A little girl's history lesson for the day pierced the wall I was trying so valiantly hard to keep up. "What's this?" I hear Brixtius ask from behind me. I slowly turn my sad face towards his. Knowing full well, I am a sobbing hot mess. This only makes me cry even harder when I glimpse the concerned expression of my dead husband. I finally felt like it's hit me. My soul died when I died on the plains of Troy. I was prepared to never return to my time because I discovered an immortal love. But, just like being unfairly yanked out of my time, I was brutally pulled out of Braxius's arms. Fairies are so fucking cruel!

Raj was now looking through a biggest book of history. It was cover in dust and was smelled like a countless passage of time already passed. Which was true and it seems like in the old days, like Raj touch a book was those of old. Raj then stopped when he find what he searching and it was documented of the first leading Alpha. “It said here that in his time, a tragedy happened in the night. A Bloody Tragedy that wipe half of his people.” “The was the fact,” Hez was nodded, not able to comment. Yet he could see what the Alpha trying to see. “The Bloody Tragedy was once been said to only the lost of the half of the subject of the Alpha. Yet, at the closer observation...”

"I chose humanity." The smile on the identical face widened, sharp and devoid of warmth. "And look where that brought you." A sudden, sharp pain surged through Ava's newly recovered memories. She saw the endless cycle of human history—the billions of lives lost to time, the brutal wars, the heartbreaking betrayals, and the centuries of pointless suffering. The shadow spread its arms, gesturing to the bleeding sky. "You buried the truth and condemned trillions to a slow, agonizing decay." Ava's hands clenched into tight fists, her fingernails biting into her palms. "No."