What Is Worse Than Death Novels & Stories

And then the last, cruel thought hit me: Our punishment… will be worse than death.

First test? So death wasn’t the worst thing waiting for me here. Is it?

Crystal countered back. I pursed my lips and shrugged. "I think the worst way to die is when you do not know about it. Like dying in one's sleep. You know when they're stabbed, butchered, jump off a plane, or are involved in an accident, they have that whole my-life-is-flashing-in-front-of-my-eyes moment but when they die of no cause at all, it's worse." They all stared at me like another head had sprouted out of the side of my neck like a blooming rose. "Damn," Crystal said. "That's kind of deep-ish."

I wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. On my way to lunch, I began to note how inconsequential human existence was, you got given birth to and started toiling till your death day. It was all a cycle of nothingness and insignificance. Maybe dying wouldn't be all that bad after all, I read that it doesn't hurt. I had been Googling a lot of dark stuff lately, all side effects of fear.

I took out the box from my chest. "I could not say if you guys made the right choice. But I assure you, it's the better choice. In this world of the dead, there are only two kinds of ending for us. The worst one and the common one is to be demonized. While the other is to be caught by grim reapers and complete the process of death." My gaze passed upon them. At this time, they don't need honeyed or comforting words. What they need was the possibilities of the path they had taken.

The hematoma expands within the skull and presses on the brain, causing her death. Humans don't get to live forever, but their legacy and what they did in their lifetime will. They may be not able to bring all the richness in the world and their precious possession in the afterlife, but their hatred, sorrows, vengeance, misery, despair, and unfinished business from the living will haunt them in perpetuity. Death may be inevitable, but it's not the end. It's the beginning of a new life that can either bring peace and serenity to our spirit or abomination and damnation far worse than death itself.

They will look through them trying to remember only the good times, but all the bad will come up and they might fall into a deep hole as well. They will stand in front of your grave and weep. 'Why did this have to happen? ' No one will ever understand. Of course they try to see it positively. You are in a better place. Everyone will miss you terribly and they will realize how important you were and still are. Your death will matter to so many. God damn I don't know you, but I'm going to be one of those people!" I hadn't screamed, but I got louder and felt my throat hurt now. I had clearly spoken too quickly and tensely. But it just had to come out. It was like I had talked my heart out. It w

Liam "Death is not the opposite of life... It's a part of life..." -Haruki Murakami Unlike what is shown in movies and written in books, I somehow realized how easy and painless death was. Survival was hard. For death, all you have to do is make one single decision and all your agony and pain fades but survival...that's a whole different game.

If I will live in the world alone, it’s like I’m being brutally murdered every day because of missing them. Do you know the worst possible death a person can get? It happens when they are tormented several times every day yet do not die. Even if you wanted to die, it will never come to pass. They seem to want to punish and cause serious injury, but they have no intention of murdering you since they know that if you die, you will never feel the misery again. They don’t want you to feel the pain once and then go. They prefer you to feel pain every day even if they want to exterminate you because they know one time, suffering will never be enough.

It was as if it was sealed in red amber, like a strange, mysterious, and crazy work of art created by a crazy artist. One centimeter apart… Bang! The last ray of light disappeared, and the entire scene in the live broadcast room darkened. “F*ck! This is too scary!” “They died so miserably! Their deaths are probably the most miserable!” “They were indeed miserable! They were directly turned into minced meat paste!” “I don’t know if it was the most painful, but this will be a challenge for the police! An autopsy cannot be conducted on those bodies!” “Those people deserved to die like that!”