Morir Para Vivir Novels & Stories

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

I stood up and approached her. “We only lived once, so we have to make the most of the rest of life, time runs fast, so let’s not waste the opportunity,” I said. "I'm scared to die, I'm also scared to live, I'd rather just disappear suddenly," she said as she pouted. "Freeda, you don't have to be afraid to die, that's everyone's destination, don't be afraid to live, because you're not alone, there are seven of us here next to you," I said to comfort her.

He raised his glass. "To the deadies who refuse to stay dead. May you survive what's coming. Or at least die spectacularly." We raised our glasses. "To survival."

Death! "Ma perché Dio dovrebbe alleviare il mio dolore così facilmente? Perché dovrebbe lasciarmi morire e riunirci? Dopo tutto quello che ho fatto anche la morte non vuole la mia anima" (But why would God ease my pain so easily? Why would he let me die and reunite us? After all that I have done even death doesn't wants my soul) there's bitterness in his voice.

He jumped down and looked at himself in the mirror "I didn't die... Nobody came to get me... I've been given a second life. My first one was dedicated to Maria's life. My second one will be dedicated to Kirito's death. Only then, will I be able to sleep peacefully in a grave" . . . . "When the will to live is stronger than the will to die and when wishes are left unfulfilled with cries, no soul shall perish. Their body shall arise" Lucus said. "I thought this was a myth," Fate said. "No, it is possible though it's very rare and it can only be killed when it fulfills the wish it has been living for" "You mean..." "Yes. He will die with Ethan or shall he never meet me-- Death" Lucus said as h

How strange. "Tina, what happened?" Sandra looked up and their eyes met Tina's eyes. "I want to die, Sandra. The reason why I choose to live killed me. I want to die and free my soul. But I can't." "Because you still have me, Tina. You still have me, your another reason to live. Please live for me, Tina." But Tina just looked at her and then looked at the emptiness again. Sandra decided to take her to the city. If not in her house with Denver is in her own house.

She started. "We are all humans.. you and me. We are equally perishable and mortal which sometimes makes us believe that our existence has no point since we were basically born at the verge of death. The word mortal itself suggest someone who is born to die and yet I do not think of mortality as a curse but more like a favour from God. You see it's not about how long you have to live but what you do with the time you have to live. I could live 1 billion years as some supernatural entity without a purpose and someone to hold dear to me and that would mean that my existence is pointless

“I don’t care! Do it right now!” “Chop your arms off, and I’ll have a chance to survive!” “If you don’t, I’ll die for sure!”

I muttered, my voice was shaky and "I can't, I can't—" He was crying even more. "I-I c-can't li-live like th-th-them," I struggled to say, "y-you have t-to use th-e sil-ver..." "But why? Why can't life allow me have this one thing?" He asked himself in our despair. "You mu-st kill me... It's the only w-way to justi-fy all th-e demons we've killed." I felt tears at the corner of my eyes.