Novel & Cerita We Never Die

Under their reprimands, I walked into the operating room without hesitation. Anesthesia was injected into my body. I could clearly feel the cold blade of the scalpel cutting through me. At the same time, the system's final countdown echoed in my ears. "Five… four… three… two… one…" "Host erasure complete." In my next life, I never want to meet them again.

I said conversationally, “you’d be dead before your brain even knew what hit it. It’s funny, really. Just one soft push, and your blood flow would be interrupted, oxygen cutting off.” “W-What—” I smiled wider. “Yup, as easy as that.” She stared at me, frozen but I could feel the tremor in her pulse under my fingers. Alive. Stupidly alive. “We humans are ridiculous,” I said softly. “Even after dying, we still find ways to fear death.” Her eyes darted to the side, searching for something so I leaned closer, my voice dropping to a whisper. “Relax, sweetheart. I’m not going to kill you. The game won’t let me, remember?”

“When we go to the mall, there are playgrounds there—you can play anytime you want.” “Really, Mama? Yay! Grandma, did you hear that? But what about Grandma and Grandpa here, Mama?” “We’ll come back again, Sweetheart.” “Alright then, let’s eat before the food gets cold.”

I give my palm a little pinch. “Uhm, yeah, bye,” I barely mutter as I make my way through the exit. It isn't until I'm in the cab to Rose's place that I feel myself again. *** “Why are we here?“ I deadpan. Rose gives me the most sheepish smile as she turns her whole body to me. “You wouldn't come if I told you what it was,” My eyes flickered to the banner behind her. GreenHigh 2015 set reunion. I physically hold myself from reaching out to rub my temples.

Alive. I never want to let go.

Not even if I die. Never.

If I did it once, who says I can't do it again? Loves that kill never die.

"We are, but there's no other choice." "It's do or die.” "As you command, ma'am." "Excellent. In that case, I can get right to the point. I'll be right there with you as we fight to the death. What's our motto, everyone?" "Never surrender! Never retreat! Never betray!" The voices reached the sky.

“Then how do you know what side you’re on is the right side?” “Because,” I replied, “We have people well over the age of 25 living in our communities. Death has been a rarity for us. And we all have powers.” I let the sentence hang between us for a few moments, giving it a chance to sink in. “No.” S breathed in shock. “No, that’s not possible.” “Believe it,” Jax said lightly. “It’s true.” “It can’t be. They die by 25. We have funerals for them. Each time it’s between 22-25.” She sounded slightly panicked.

Marco hadn't woken up in three years and there was no guarantee that he ever will And yet we were still clinging to the full little hope that someday he might and then the two of us could I have forever for ourselves. For ever was the most forbidden concept for humans. Humans at the end of the day as we are, are mortal and perishable. It took me back to memory of a seminar that I attended once, there we talked about humans mortality and their perishability and I could never get her words out of my mind. "You see." She started.