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~
Sister
Far off in the distance was a woman with beautiful rose pink hair, her eyes glowed beautifully, while her striking face adored by countless many--often so her anchor mates.
Satrya continued to peer at the image of her younger sister, then contemplated a while. Things seem to be developing much faster than before.
Sigh, mother is busy, her main husband is busy and her children and few siblings are being irritating.
Having so much work irritated Satrya, but new Grandros and Gyros have appeared four of her siblings had already died, including a brother. Luckily, the other three are safe.
Satrya hid her true thoughts, recovered after discovering something, then spoke in a somewhat excited tone.
"Two sisters have been reborn at the same time. One is two also known as a little breeze and wind. While the other is presently seventeen, a name once before used in song among those people on the island the last few pods had adored."