The World Will Know Pain Novels & Stories

THE PAIN will make you yelp, whimper, and cry out loud. To torment, that was their work but it was like that the fate has reversed. The General didn’t see this coming, well at least he did not foresee this one to come this fast. A group of opponents entered their site without their knowledge.

GIOVANNI'S POV I know what I am doing is not considered good from other's perspectives but I can't forgive the person who is the reason behind my pain. The pain comes from losing the most important part of your life and I will not stop before I take my revenge from Everly Clark. I am not someone who hurt innocent people but she is not innocent. Yes, by looking at her face anyone can think of her as a very sweet and caring person. However, I know the reality behind those innocent eyes. She can make others fool but not me.

She asked hoping it did Mariana walked towards her and held onto her left palm and said "It didn't dear, it gave it's life for you so you could live on. Its a miracle you are still alive dear one, after such a ghastly accident" Evelyn wanted to act all strong but Mariana didn't let her, so she said "Look here dear, its alright to give in to this shivering tremor. It's alright to cry, you can't always be strong even if you try dear one. So let the tear drop freely my angel, if it wants to. But always remember to dry your eyes. Lots of people didn't survive this but you did, meaning your purpose in life is yet to be fulfilled." Immediately she heard this she wept in Mariana's arms. She just co

I hold the black ball in my consciousness and squeeze it hard. "W-what are you doing? How can you hold me?! Let me go!" that so-called system says. "No. After giving me that piece of shit, you've lost your right to reason me" I put all my frustrations into squeezing him, hoping it can lessen the nervousness I'm feeling right now. "Why is this world's level unknown?" It stays silent like a damn stuffed toy before it said, "The question is beyond the system's knowledge. I beg for your understanding." I already guess it to say something like that

Then I lay back, closed my eyes, and waited for the pain to come or the world to end, whichever happened first. I had a feeling it would be the pain. * * *

*Thorn* The pain is a dull throb now, a background noise that blends with the harsh fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. I’m slumped in the chair, my body a marionette with severed strings, barely hanging on to consciousness. I can feel the bruises blooming across my skin, each one a testament to their cruelty. I know they’ll keep coming, keep pushing, until I’m nothing but a broken shell. But I will keep fighting, and keep my mouth shut. I can handle pain, I am used to pain… probably more than anyone else realises.

He tilts his head in that way that makes him look alien despite his infant body. “I can offer you something better than this world’s suffering though,” he says. “Connect you to the other entities, let you feed on their pain instead. The Rage has fury so old it predates this reality, imagine the anguish buried under all that anger. The Emptiness carries the pain of everything it’s ever erased. The Madness suffers from its own fractured existence. Entity pain so vast and ancient it makes human suffering look like nothing.” The Pain wavers and I can feel it considering, feel its attention shifting away from us toward the possibility of greater suffering to consume.

And when they do… no one who harmed her will escape. The world is about to learn what it means to face a storm born of grief and fury, and they will know my name.

It was packed with vacation clothes, and sitting right on top of the clothes was a brand-new, unopened box of condoms. Chloe said: "I’m packing my bags. Gavin and I are flying abroad tomorrow to watch the match." Seeing my cold face and silence. Chloe deliberately added: "The World Cup only happens every four years. It’s super popular. So many people want to watch it but can’t squeeze their way in." "Those who can’t squeeze in are destined to be left out." My patience was gradually running out. My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!"

I guess you know that…--// She was looking at him. -**You look peaceful, yet your heart wanders in thorns. I see in your eyes an unbreakable agony. You hurt inside, and you try to hide it from me. Here’s the thing, you can’t hide from me what I already know. And that is pain. Pain is what I am. One thing about pain, you can’t escape it. It grows from the heart the same way fungi grow from a stinky, moist brick. It is one of the most terrifying escorts in the whole of cosmos. It forces way into your life. It becomes that friend of yours who will try by all means to take control over you. When it finally does, it will push you over the cliff without second guess.**-