When I growup
*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~
It all started with a cup (slightly descriptive disturbing scenes)
(Dual pov)
I turned back last minute and opened the window, ah, the breeze felt really good.
I even paused to inhale its wonderful flowery scent as well, the school did a good job here with all the blossoming trees and flowers, the garden, the forest and various size lakes.
Talking about the lake...eying the lake a bit further away, I heard the clueless student continue to speak.
Ayay~
That name really is irritating.
Sigh, it's like bla, bla, bla, Di, bla, bla, Di.
"You! I have decided to call you Di, so you should be a good little-"
I grabbed her by her foot and tossed her throw the window then with a smirk, I leapt through it and followed suit.
In fact, I, as a lady knows quite well that, you shouldn't argue with commoners.