Saviour Complex Mga Nobela at Kwento

No one would ever guess he was the same person who had just had an over five-hour surgery to remove eight bullets from his body. I could not help but clap for him, despite my fear. My duty to care for others held me back from letting him just walk away. "No. As a volunteer with Doctors Without Borders, I’m here to help everyone in Garvos who's hurt."

Or just the instinct to cling to whoever is holding him. The cable tightens. The man rises. Kai treads water, head tilted up, watching until the man disappears into the belly of the helicopter. Then the radio crackles again. “Kai,” the rescue coordinator says. “We have a second person. Same boat. Last seen near the stern. We lost visual.” Kai’s throat tightens. His stomach drops. Not with fear for himself. With that familiar, ugly dread that comes when you know time is already running out and you don’t get to ask for more.

“You dare to come into my pack and disrespect me, my sister, my family, and my pack like that.” “Please, please, Alpha. He was nearly feral. Coming here was our last chance to save him. I know what Samson did wasn’t right, but he was so close to being put down. Please have mercy on him,” the man begs. “Reagan ...” my mom begins but I hold up a hand. Who is this man who is begging for the life of his Alpha? Who is this person willing to stand in front of what must feel like suffocating, pulsing anger to try and protect his Alpha? And what type of Alpha warrants that type of love and devotion?

He was now being accused of attempted murder. Tamashi was only thinking of one line, playing on loop in his head. ‘What the hell?’ —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 1

Was she this hurt " he thought as he ruffled his hair . . . Lucia noticed a sport car following her at her trail and she needed no magician to tell her it was Lucien. He was acting all nice for her to forgive him so he could break her heart again. . . She stared around and when her eyes fell on the blue eyes looking at her ,she muttered "MY SAVIOUR .."she said and looked at Lucien . "How do you know am your saviour, I thought you had amnesia and you were unconscious that night "Lucien said " I can't remember anything , believe me ,who are you . Are you my friend " she asked looking at Lucien again . Lucia laughed hysterically as she remembered that day . She had even called him her Saviour .

"That's right, that's right. In fact, I've seen a miracle-working doctor for so long, but I've never heard of a miracle-working doctor like him." "Haha, no matter how amazing the miracle-working doctor is, he saved a person at a time. But Samuel saved a group of people at the same time. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it." "That's right. This kind of treatment can be said to be a weirdo. However, even if it's a weirdo, it's just in the eyes of ordinary people. In the eyes of an immortal like him, it's too simple and complicated to save a person at a time. He can directly save more people together."

As for me the only heaviness I have in my heart which I would like to call burden is keeping those around me save even if it meant sacrificing everything God has given me for that. I wanted a lot of people safe but here's the twist, I was not yet saved, how do I save them if I have nowhere safe to put them in, doesn't that mean I endanger them the more, though I might have saved them from their own demons, but if I have no where safe to put them and I myself am not safe doesn't that also mean I am introducing them to my own demons which I have known how to fight but they don't…

Although I had been petrified at the thought of recalling everything, I was glad I did for the PTSD had distorted my memory, and made me bury it deep into my subconscious. "It was my Uncle Salvatore. He had us kidnapped, the bastard. I've always been wary of that man but never would I have imagined that he had been behind that. I guess I always subconsciously knew that he was an evil piece of shit. I know Papa might not believe me but I should probably mention it to him. My only question is why? Why would he have kidnapped me? I'm not as valuable as Zeno probably would have been. I'm essentially insignificant in the grand scheme of things so why me?"

"Why does it hurt so much if I’m supposed to be a savior?" "Savior?" The physician let out a sharp, jagged laugh that dissolved into a violent coughing fit. "Valerius doesn't want a savior. He wants a containment vessel. You are a biological scrubbing pad. Once you’re full, you don't 'save' anything. You just become a walking plague bomb."

, I just laugh. "You are a Vahemir but you need saving everytime. As the strongest vampire alive you are quite a liability. The child was ours, couldn't you save the child on your own. Why must you want a saviour, a messiah? Why must you burden every body you come across? Now I understand why Davil sides with the enemy and why the Darcs keep you in the dark. You are still a child and a goddamn burden. You ruin every live that crosses path with you", I spit out and by the time I realized what I said it was too late.