The World Will Know Pain 소설 & 이야기

I looked at the collapsing world and gave a faint, bitter smile. "There's nothing I can do now." The truth was, without me, this world should have ended ten years ago. "There's nothing you can do?" someone yelled. "We don't believe that!"

Pain sears through my body. And the last thing I hear before the world goes black… “…Your power… belongs to me.” To be continued..

It was like my heart was being ripped apart slowly, in the worst way possible. I kept chanting as tears rolled down my face. My whole body felt like it was on fire. Dylan’s breathing evened out as his tear stricken eyes finally met mine. He released my wrists, and smiled. I was still chanting. He was still feeling the pain, but most of it was in me. I wasn’t going to let it kill him. The world started to fade as the darkness slowly consumed me. I was light headed, and stars flooded my vision. My voice failed, and I couldn’t

But her answer made my whole world broken, and I feel like my soul is coming out from my body. "He's dead."

Achieving your dreams for a better world should be more dear to youths still fighting pain and diseases. Following me, following you, I know the pain. You see the swell. I know it hurts. This life has fate inscribed within. If not existent, people accept things without effort, without reason. There is panic in the world. Each one shouts, still, no one is heard, for there is no ground for expression. It's not allowed to be loud in so many sufferings. If you serve, if you enrich life, you will be heard, you will be known too. You will win. Though not a medal alone, your efforts and deeds will give you peace. Peace is living too. Peace is joy too.

“Maybe we both will. We can go to the land farms together, find our families.” I smile weakly and nod, tucking my head down as the strikes continue to fall. The idea is soothing, but we all know it will never come to pass. There is but one law in our world: beauty from pain. We are born in pain. We live in pain. And we die in pain. That is the only guarantee we have in this wretched world.

he lets go of my hand and stands up. “I have also been in pain once, the worst day of my life.” I say hurriedly, my stare burning into his back and he stops in his tracks, “I always thought I was immune to pain especially after that day..but today, today destroyed me. My dead heart came back to life but not in a good way, it came back to life bleeding and that blood broke my very soul.” I stand up and walk slowly to him, I hold his hand again, resting my forehead on his back feeling his breathing, “pain doesn't define us Justin, it makes us stronger”

I bleed and keep walking. Kieran Pain has a rhythm. I learned that long ago. This pain is different. It does not warn. It does not fade. It digs and stays, like it wants me to stop. Like the world itself is asking me to kneel. I refuse. The bond burns low. Not gone. Not broken. Flickering like a dying star that refuses to collapse. “She’s alive,” I whisper. No one answers. They never do. Not when I say her name.

"You didn't know the pain-sync system was Violet's idea. She thought it'd be a fun way to train a wife worthy of you. "You didn't know that every time you defended her and blamed me, it felt like a knife carving through my heart. "You didn't know that while you two chased thrills and soaked up applause from extreme sports, I was the one paying the price. I was the one dying for it." Every word hit like a hammer. His face drained of color. His whole body shook. "No... Violet wasn't like that. She was innocent. She—" "Innocent?" I cut him off. "Fine. Let me show you how innocent she really was."

He took the last piece of me. How cruel can the world get?