Reasons To Stay Alive Book Novels & Stories

The abnormal weather had killed many survivors. In my past life, I'd only arrived at a safe zone five months after the zombie outbreak. There'd been elite soldiers and over a hundred thousand survivors there. Over a hundred of these safe zones were scattered across the country, significantly contributing to mankind's survival. "Why aren't we leaving now since the safe zones have already been set up?" Mom asked me. I looked at the snow outside. "It's highly likely we'll freeze to death in this weather if our car breaks down." …

Millie firmly said. Pierce was shocked to hear this. He looked at her in disbelief. "Then what's the point of me staying alive?" he instantly shot back. Millie was stunned. Indeed, people needed a reason to live. Pierce was born without the love of his parents. He'd lost his sister, his lover, and his career too. If everything he'd ever longed for was stripped away, it would be cruel for him to continue living. "Just stay alive. As long as you're alive, there's hope. What if you meet someone better in the future?"

With shaky hands, I opened the book, preparing myself to answer whatever questions he had—if it meant saving my life, which, against all odds, had been spared just a week ago. Why was I saved, only to die later? I thought bitterly. It feels so stupid, useless even. “What was your intention after you woke up?” He asked, pulling his chair close and sitting down. "When you realized you were still alive and in a completely different pack?" “I didn’t think much about it. I only thought about how lucky I was to be saved,” I wrote. "Now that you’re awake and well, wouldn’t you like to return to your pack?" he suggested.

“Can you just worry about yourself before worrying about the others?! I know that you have to protect this world, but please don’t push yourself too much. I want you to stay alive even though the world itself hates you so much. Do you still keep the idea to get yourself killed?!” “Megumi, I know that you are always by my side, even before you became my Ribo. I appreciate you and our sacred vow to stay together. Yet, I don’t have an idea why I did all of those things. I... did everything recklessly so I could end my life once and for all, but their existence that made me change my mind and chose to stay alive.” “Is it that Kartika that makes you want to stay alive?” She asked sulking.

but it still wasn't enough to soften her determination. "None of you can break this system; only I can, and I'm not choosing to stay behind because I want to, but because I need to. Whether I stay or leave, I don't think there's a chance of getting out of here alive, so in that case, I'd rather give everyone a shot at life. If all of you really want to show your gratitude, go now and stop wasting time. Listen to my request; everyone, go make the necessary preparations because there might still be a way to salvage this situation, but that definitely won't happen with all of us here. Only after all of you escape can you come back to save me, so move now! Anyone who stays here to discuss furthe

" Why did you save me? Why didn't you just let me die? Moreover, how am I still alive? I stabbed the knife inside my heart!. Why didn't I die? I asked her all the questions in one go which are now roaming inside my head. I am now feeling helpless. She doesn't want to be with me and I can't live without her nor I can die!! She replied looking directly into my eyes," I saved you because I can't see someone being died in front of me. I didn't let you die because of humanity. You are still alive stabbing the knife into your heart because your heart is in the right side of your chest not in the left side"

I sound like an animal and I don’t like it at all. “ I can’t. Just like how you don’t want to die…I don’t want to die either. ” I whisper, my eyes shifting toward his lips as I lick my own. This is fucking humiliating for me. “ I have a reason to live. You don’t. ” He replies, coldness radiating from his silver gray orbs. Really? “ The manipulation won’t work on me, Cain. We don’t always need a reason to live. We live because we must live. That’s something even a child knows. ” I inhale deeply and speak out, surprised at my own words.

Because as much as I deny it, I knew deep down that a huge part of me wanted to live. for a reason. Suddenly, Fernando's words rang through my head once again. “You have to... otherwise you will be slaughtered.” What if they kill me? What can I actually do? I have a reason to live. I don't want to die without having gotten what I wanted. If I die early... I won't be able to achieve my goals. I can't die yet...

Because at the end of the day, when the doors closed and the noise faded and the weight of the Pack stayed outside where it belonged… It was just him. Still recovering. Still fighting. Still alive. And me. Still here. Still refusing to leave. Still choosing, every single day, to stay exactly where I was. Not because of what they thought. Not because of what it looked like. But because somewhere along the line, without meaning to, without planning to, without even allowing myself to fully acknowledge it… His survival had become something I couldn’t walk away from. And maybe that was what they were seeing.

“O-Okay… you can kill me.” Anyway, I don’t have much will to live anyway. My only reason to live and the reason why I hold on up until this day when it is very easy to die, was my parents. But now that they don’t want me anymore, is there a reason to survive in this world? Beta Kavier looked at me for a second before he let out a heavy sigh. “I’ll help you live.” I looked at him in shock. Why? Before I could ask him, he had already given me the answer. “Don’t think too much. You remind me of my sister. She would probably be the same age as you if she was alive.”