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Am I still alive? : Living for the first time in my 1000th life

It is said that surviving and living are similar but different. But what if you've died hundreds of times? Could you call this living? Or is it just surviving? Iterum who've died hundreds of times has faced his 998th death as a slime. As the beast crushed his core the last thing he sincerely utter was "Please let me die!" But unfortunately, he woke up for his 999th life. But now an unknown voice was heard, saying: live for once, even just for this life. Then it returned his lost memories from his very first life. Living, surviving rather, for 999 lives has ended. Now he can live for real. I'll live for the first time in this 1000th life.

ur_honey · Fantasy
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10 Chs

VII: Living in a Dream(Nightmare)

Before I was devoured by the sleepiness, I vaguely remember seeing a notification.

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I am preparing for certification exams–civil service exam, bookkeeper exam, tax bookkeeper exam– since I'll be graduating next year I should prepare my resume.

In my pass time, I wrote stories. The newest is about a tragic world of an obsessive princess preying on a couple.

I was answering business tax practice questions that time when I collapsed. I thought I was just low on iron and lack of sleep that I lost consciousness.

When I wake up I'm in a completely different body. A body that's new yet so familiar. I get a headache and memories rush through my head. It was like overwritting a save game data.

When I realized who I am I started writing things I wrote in my previous life. I have no time to wonder why I'm here, if I died or not, or this is real. Well, knowing the answers never get you out of the situation, so I'll just move on. The first thing people in a mahwa I've read did was always list down things I should remember so that's what I did.

Knowing how cruel and tragic this story will unfold I tried to intervene but I failed. It only led to bigger demise.

When I was about to be beheaded with my dog, I cried a lot. The knight slashed the rope and the blade hanging just above me dropped and so did my head.

The surroundings turned black. Then I saw a light across the path. I walk to get there but I was stuck wandering in the tunnel.

When I reached the other end, I saw the beautiful outside world. However, before I set my foot on the outside I was shot from behind. Shot by the person behind me. My sister in the orphanage.

I lived my second life as an orphan. My parents loved me and raised me in the best environment a farmer couple could give. Though we may be struggling putting meats on the plate, I was full with the love they give me.

We live in the countryside so they to travel to sell the crops and buy essentials. However, when they were traveling down the same road they travel each time, a group of bandits killed all the people in the carriage they rode.

They were both orphans that I have no one to run into. I was sent on the same orphanage the grew up with. The Director was nice to me because he was fond of my parents when they're still in here. I also know how to help out in the house so I do chores in my own accord.

I made lots of friends in just a week. I formed a close bond to the children since I take care of them like a big sister. There's this little girl that I'm specially close to since our beds are next to each other.

At first she's quiet and aloof that no one tries to talk to her. She has boy cut and a scar on her right brow. She looks tough but at the same time she looks lonely. The first time I laid my eyes on her I thought of a straycat. She slowly opens up with me as I persistently help her out and talk to her every single day.

One time, I gave her my milk when they ran out of it. She just slap my hand that made the hot milk to splatter on my hand. My arms were red from the burn. But instead of crying I tried to comfort her because she looked so shocked.

The next morning she gave me her cookie, and she did that every single time. I said that I understand that she wanted to apologize and I forgave her so she can keep the cookies.

She grew up to be a nice but tough lady. We move out together when we're old enough. We do our own things in the day, I study and she work. I found work in the pub, I'm in the kitchen while she's a server. After work we walk under the gloomy tunnel to reach our home. That's became our routine.

On my day off, I was going to fetch her from the pub. On the way home, she hit my head with a huge stone, and was stabbed in my back. I just saw a guy's silhouette handing her a pouch of gold. I don't have any strength to say anything. I'm not yet passed out but I can't control my body.

All the question in my head are tumbling. The guy drag me somewhere. They do something unspeakable to my dying body that all I prayed was to let me die sooner.

I close my eyes tightly. Then I heard unfamiliar voice. A woman's voice whisper to my ear. "My little one, you'll be a great king in the future."

I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful woman with shining silver hair. It's majestic, her beautiful face, long lashes, a subtle purple hue in her eyes, Those small lips that are full of live.

This life I was birn as a prince. I became a king at a young age. There are lots of people that helped me. But I was framed to be a crazy tyrant that bring war after war. I only agreed to the retainer's suggestions but that brought for the people to rebel. My head was sent flying by my retainer saying I was a foolish king with my younger brother beside him.

Everything turned red the slowly turns black. A loud music was heard, I opened my eyes and saw a glass on my hand. This time it's a party for selected members of an exclusive group of elites, a great place for a succubus like me.

I found my prey and tried to charmed them but I was the one charmed. Its been a year when I started to follow him around.

He is a handsome, intelligent, influencial, and renowned knight. He's the Duke's illegitimate child. I was drawn to his dashing appearance and talents but most of all, I was captivated by his loving nature.

I disguise myself as a new knight-errant. I was placed under his command for showing incredible redults but I also did something behind the scene to help me get where I am. What did I do? Well what could a succubus be good at right?

I went with them in an expedition to subjugate a clan of ice bear in the North. The whole time we travel to the mountains in a freezing air was like hell. At night, there was a surprise attack from a herd of monsters that half of the subjugation team was injured.

He was so great at his sword that the herd was annihilated mostly in his hands. I did my best to stay in the back. I can fight but I don't want to attrack attention, except his.

The next few nights was full of anxiousness. Everyone can't sleep well that took a toll on their bodies. I tried using my mental magic to him for him to get some shut eye. He's just so strong that it's hard using magic on him.

The expedition was rough but ended in success. I tried my best to do well while still staying in the sidelines. I was summoned to his office for individual evaluation rewarded to most promising knight at the expedition.

When I went in, he was taking a shut eye. His little unkept hair, thick brows, and luscious lips are so seductive. It was like inviting me to feast in the view. I can't stop myself and tried to use bit of hypnosis that will make him fale in deeper sleep and dream something.

But... When I was about to touch his head. He flick his sword and point it on my neck. He said that he already knew my secret and will be executing me with his own hands. I tried to explain everything. He understands it but can't do nor say anything, a demon among human is a danger.

He's now pointing at my chest while stopping me from going anywhere. I didn't run away but instead I run towards him. I was pierced by his sword while I reach out for his cheeks. This is my first and last time I'll touch him. My hand caress him one last time before it drop as my vision completely darken.

TBC...