Serve No One This Life Novels & Stories

Not a runaway to be traded or killed. One of them.

Slowly, his laughter was laced with stifled sobs. I patted his head. "Hey now, no waterworks. I'm turning into an angel soon. I'll be getting wings and a halo! You should be throwing me a congratulatory party." His voice wavered, caught between a laugh and a sob. "What kind of angel goes through all this suffering..." "Doesn't matter. I wouldn't have it any other way." … [In the Next Life — April 12, 2024, 3:09 PM — I Wonder If Anyone Is Still Waiting For Me To Come Home For Dinner]

The noise paused for a heartbeat, then exploded into jeers and whistles. "Look at her, all dolled up! Who is she trying to seduce?" KeyboardFury led the taunts, his voice cutting through. "Patricia! Kneel! Apologize!" "Kneel! Apologize!" the crowd chanted, their voices a tidal wave that threatened to engulf me. I stood under the spotlight, gazing at those twisted faces below. They were greedy, malicious, and ravenous. I smiled brightly, but it was a chilling one that made their jeers falter. I took the microphone, my voice clear and steady through the speakers. "Good evening, everyone. Before my apology, I have a gift for each of you—the 100th gift."

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.

this is a battle of life and death and only destiny will choose the position we will be. But as long as I'm alive the evil doers will never go Scot free, I will take them all down and I will show no mercy. TBC

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died! Then now let me die!"

I would live the rest of my life well—free, unrestrained, and entirely my own. The End

“My redemption?” “Shh,” she said, placing a finger on my lips. The pain in her face dissolving. “There is no escaping damnation either way. You support him, you feel the earth trembling beneath your feet. You fight him, the heavens rock with thunder. If there is one thing in which we can take comfort, it is the knowledge that it is not him we serve.” —Serve me as your sister serves me— “He is only the instrument to its accomplishment.” “I don’t know what—”