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With that, he picked up the shovel and started digging in front of my grave. From noon until dusk, he dug. When the grave was finally ready, he lay inside it and swallowed the poison. It was fast-acting. In mere moments, he was dead. I knew this because I watched his soul rise from his lifeless body. For a long moment, we simply stared at each other in silence. His eyes turned red as he floated toward me, reaching for my hand. I stepped back, my expression cold. "We're both dead now. Let's stop pretending, shall we?"

I went to the hospital for a checkup and found out I wasn't just showing signs of early menopause; I also had diabetes and high blood pressure. Marcus not only mocked my appearance but also openly brought other women to the villa for the night. I was so furious that I had a stroke and collapsed, begging him to take me to the hospital. Without sparing me a glance, he walked straight into our bedroom with the woman he'd brought home. By the time someone found me the next day, it was too late. I died on the way to the hospital. Now that I'd been given a second chance at life, I was determined to uncover the cause and never let history repeat itself.

Ms Amelia nodded her head a little and Sia became more confused. "Then why did Tony said, that everyone will be happy, if I die?! " Sia questioned innocently placing her finger under her chin, making Ms Amelia chuckle at her thoughtful look. " It's because, he doesn't understand it yet!" Ms Amelia mused mischieviously, raising Sia's curiosity. "What does he not understand?!" Sia wondered still with her finger under her chin. "That death doesn't make anyone happy!" Ms Amelia huffed out again and leaned closer, " Life does, Sia!" Sia raised her head and her eyes brightened up.

Cassian said as he held down Dunley, who was about to get up. "Don't worry about me. Take Anthony and go!" Dunley said grimly. "Go? Do you think you can still go anywhere?" Sneering, Leland got back on his feet. What the hell? Cassian's eyes widened. "You must be wondering why I'm not dead yet, even though you killed my life-bound parasite," Leland remarked smugly. "Well, it's because my life-bound parasite isn't dead." "That's impossible!" Before Cassian made his attack, he'd used the All-Seeing Eye and saw that Leland's life-bound parasite was a tiny bee hiding inside a blood vessel under his ribs. The needle should've killed it for sure.

I told him and he shook his head. "Be nice babe," Miguel stated and I told him of course I'd be. I picked up Rai and set him on my lap as he watched me curiously. I felt an interesting feeling of being drained when I held him but, unlike a normal person I could refill whatever life force he took from me being the son of a God. I glanced at Miguel and knew with him being Life he wouldn't have sensed it. "You're not a nice boy," the child stated with accusing eyes. I chuckled and said,"I am Death, little one and am nice to those I chose to be." Rai blinked rapidly and fussed a bit before pulling off the tiara on his head and laying down against my chest.

Chapter 49: His Life Zaina’s POV In this world, life is like a game of survival. You need to be brave, wise, and strong to survive. The only difference between life and a real game is… once you die, it’s over. You can’t be resurrected. If you’re lucky enough to stay alive, then move forward and continue living in this chaotic and cruel world.

Is right Is true If at all you have One to decide You or enemy That stands near to you It’s the multiplication speed Of deer That threatens the lion, too As he eats each one Without fear Of getting hit by majorities, too It’s not incorrect To fight for life Life is worth fighting And life of yours Is most important to you Fight for lust Fight for just rise Can be wrong, too But fight for life Is always right On earth We have enemies too To kill us To slay us For We, when in fit Are weak for them Do you see life’s struggle Life’s hope Life’s attire Do not consider Life as weak Life as ordinary No life can be ordinary, too ****** You have to live To secure living You have to grow Get that righ

They'd read 9 Lives, 10 Circles, and been tested on it. He wished he had a copy right now. It was a fiction book about one tom's attempt to gain an audience with the Black Devil. It read like a tour guide of the Underworld, down to the minutest detail, when it didn't go into the scratchings of the main character's slowly twisting mind.

Life is not a life if you are not living. Living and being alive is not the same. Being alive is just like… avoiding death. A life that is dull.. Can it even be classified as… life? With my eyes letting out a small glow, I can easily see the part of Kiel's body that have wound. It was glowing read.

He reads it the way he reads titles: not the words but the weight. "The first life," he says. "What the practice earned and what the practice cost." "Both," he says. "Both," she confirms. "The first three books were about the earning. The fourth is the first to say directly that there was also a cost. Not a regret — a cost. The first life was a full life. The cost of the second life is knowing what the first life could have been, which is knowledge you cannot unknow." "Is that a cost or a gift?"