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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~

SUPER_WEIRDO · ファンタジー
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181 Chs

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"I love you with all my hearts..." Happiness can be recognised after losing something most precious. The weak may not be able to recover but the strong would claw their way to the surface.

For me, I clawed my way.

The battle had stretched covering the major kingdoms while crushing the smaller underfoot. Dazed as siblings argued around me before they disappeared. Some comfort me but I had no desire for their comfort, my hurt was too deep like scars to the marrow of my bones. 

After the fall of the first kingdom, I struggled to put myself back together, it was time I did anyway. I had no desire to die but the will to live seemed weak. The once colourful world seemed blue and dreary without them. 

Losing the son I had now gained, the siblings I had known in this life and a mother who was so heartbroken my grandmother had appeared and taken her and my fathers away.

The sister disappeared, her husband saving her from being killed and her sorrow.