What Is Worse Than Death Novels & Stories

The same thing that was more than likely bothering her the night before. “Hmm, well…that’s nice. You feeling any better?” I glanced at her and then pulled out an article of clothing, “Still a little weak,” I shrugged. “I’ll get through. I’ve been through worse.” “Worse?” Madison seemed surprised by this. Almost as if she knew how bad I was feeling throughout the term of this mysterious illness I had picked up. Still, I did have to think about it, and after consideration I realized something, “Well, this…this was pretty much the worst I’ve ever felt, but I think my father’s death still holds the mantle on the worst things to happen to me.”

The room stilled. "It isn't a god." Another pause. "It isn't even an entity in the way you're imagining." The shard rotated slowly. "A principle?" Mira considered. "Closer." The awakened network listened carefully. The grieving closed its eyes. As though recalling ancient memories. Mira continued. "When our universe discovered mortality..." The room darkened slightly. "...we eventually discovered something worse." Luke felt his stomach tighten. "Worse than mortality?" Mira nodded. "Finality." Silence.

I answered confidently. “Have you ever experienced death before?” He asked me curiously and for a second, I was lost for words. “Do you know how terrifying it is?” “I haven’t died before, I couldn’t say how terrifying it is but...” I trailed off for a moment, “Valentina has died twice now, and there was nothing I could do about it each time, there is something I know of, that is being in this world without Valentina is worse than death.” “Ohhhh...” He seemed impressed. “If you give up the little years you have, you will die and you won’t be remembered by Valentina, and even if you are, she would hate you so much.”

But as I stared at my dad, the thought of him dying haunted me. The only thing worse than losing a loved one is losing another, knowing you could've prevented it.

I knew it would be a disaster but the alternative would be to hide it until my death, which would be an even bigger cover up, my pack might survive because I would have already made Candace alpha but the news of my death would definitly hit them hard. I remember when my dad died, there was a total mournig and everywhere was in depression, even then he was an elder and old but with me it would be different. I am in my prime and my death would be the last thing on their minds , the last thing that could possibly bring them down. This entire ordeal, it was just not fair to them but there was nothing I could do. The fact remains that this was beyond my control.

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

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.