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Nirvana's Favorite

Nirvana - a paradise for the souls who had died doing good deeds. Elijah had lived a normal life. Though not perfect, he was actually looking forward to at least step into Nirvana. However, that wasn't the case. Numbered among Nirvana's chosen favorites, he was sent back to his Universe with a new identity. Finding himself stuck in a 17 year old boy's body, and occassionally evolving into a fire breathing dragon, Elijah thought things couldn't get worse. But he was wrong. Along with his new life, he met the same girl who made him believe in love-at-first-sight. After years of yearning to get this chance, he was finally living the dream. The catch? He was just seventeen and a nobody. Called to fight against the monsters that were slowly killing the inhabitants of his Universe, Elijah was faced with a dilemma: will he fight to live or will he live to fight? -- "Yes I died. And yes I had wished to have another shot at life. But no, I never wished to be 'the hero' or somewhere in that line. And you know what? We're just getting to the most exciting part." -EXO -- Disclaimer: Kudos to the artist who came up with the cover. Grabbed it from Pinterest.

ParadoxDreamer · Fantasía
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Work in progress: Chapter undergoing editing

"When heroes fall from the sky, many more will learn to fly."

-Tony Meloto

I was no hero. 

'Tch,' a slight smirk formed on my lips as I continued to free fall from the bridge. Bits and pieces of it came with me. 

I know I was rapidly plunging to the ground below, but in my mind, I was going in slow motion. 

Spreading my arms, I closed my eyes and stopped thinking about what would happen when I reached the bottom. 

There was no point in trying to think positively either. This could be an illusion, a trick of the mind, or whatever, but it had been real to me from the start. 

I didn't want to scare myself. 

If death was necessary to get out of here successfully, then let's have that. I shouldn't be afraid of it anymore. The only thing that kept on dying from here on out was Exo's body. 

My soul was a constant. I feel like I'm a ghost now. I'm merely borrowing Exo's body, so it doesn't become an empty shell.