Hope For Salvation นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Adding, "Your history of opulent, well-known lifestyles in the human kingdom on Earth is ephemeral, but the messiah's life story is timeless, eternal, and, put simply, has the miraculous power of saving lives. Through the grace of faith, everything can change as one goes through the stages of purification."

With that, my world came crashing down around me, leaving me shattered and broken. “You shall watch every single person around you, everyone you love die as a sacrifice for your safety,” she declared. The word struck me hard, my heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest leaving a gaping hole that could never be filled. “If I should be dead then why am I here? Why did people save me? Tell me why!!!” I screamed in agony. “Because you can also be the savior,” she retorted. “What does that mean?” I asked, clutching onto my hair in frustration.

"We have. Luna was in the northern plains. We've contacted her, and she said she's willing to come back to see you." Cole's eyes lit up. "She's willing to see me?" Hope flickered in his chest. I was willing to see him. He wondered if that meant I had forgiven him. "Yes. While you were unconscious, she had already returned to our territory." "Where is she? I'll go get her myself!" Cole tried to sit up. Then, he heard my calm voice. "Don't bother. I'm already here." He froze. His head snapped up, and his gaze was filled with hunger and awe as it landed on me. "Soleil… It's been so long. I missed you!"

Hope's— Everything. Choosing redemption. Over and over. For everyone. Including herself. Including— Boy who betrayed her. Boy who chose her. Boy who— Lived. Because she chose him. Because she— Forgave. That was love. Real love. Impossible love. The kind that— Changes everything. Saves everyone. Builds— Family from ruins. Hope from despair. Life from— Death. Always life from death. Always— Hope. Real hope. Human hope. Chosen hope. The only kind that matters. The only kind that—

Will he even know where to look? The uncertainty gnaws at me, but I hold onto a small thread of hope that somehow, he will. And more than anything, I hope Satana managed to reach them safely, because if she did, then maybe—just maybe—there’s still a chance for things to turn around before it’s too late.

Add in the fact that this deity was a benefactor and somebody infinite times higher than them in ranks. 'Only a place filled with sins, hopelessness, pressure and all sorts of negative feelings would do. The other options would take a longer period of time and greater effort.' 'There, we would find people wanting to be saved or appeased. Only when they're feeling hopeless and desperate would they want a savior or miracle-maker to take them out of the darkness.' 'When they are on the brink of despair, we reach out to them and then carry out a transaction with them. We give them hope or extend a helping hand, they give us our much-needed lifespan and faith energy.'

Question is when I was gone who'd pray his. I'd had hope when I was first brought here. Hope, that someone would come and save me regardless of my crimes. That at least one person would take my side, because I'm sure I wasn't the only one that he'd done this to. I'd assumed the people who I grown up with and lived with. The people I'd spoken to everyday of my life, shared precious moments with, would stand by me once they knew the truth. But in the end no one cared about my side of the story, there was only one thing that mattered them.

They can try and take me, but honestly I'd throw myself over a cliff before I would go back to Stone. Jumping over limbs, ducking around trees, I finally catch sight of a huge black wolf running full speed towards me. Knowing this is my only chance for survival and help from the men chasing me, I scream out to the wolf. "Help. Please, please help me."

I continue my journey to our meeting room and hope that this meeting is over quickly. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦

He didn’t know if it was because of the frost or the fear; it was probably for both. “The last place I thought I’d find you. What is it, old man? Do you ask them for help?” And with his eyes, he pointed to the fortress. Automatically his head turned in that direction to observe it. He did not know why that vision gave him hope, but finally, he could feel hope reborn within him after a long time. Maybe they weren’t ready, but they were there, alive, and they could prepare. Elhiás would lead them to salvation, especially her.