I woke up in a big sandy beach, my mood seems to be worse today than yesterday. But I also don't know how long I've been here, maybe my time here is meaningless because I will forever be in this tasteless place. I was tired of looking at the wind and then at the sky, since the day I met Elena again, my heart has changed a lot. It was true that I didn't want Aubrey to interfere in my affairs, but a part of me wanted him to be able to fight with me.“Aubrey, what are you doing now? Will you remember me?” I asked myself as I asked Aubrey in the air, “I'm thinking of you. I feel this place without you, everything seems so boring but if I were here, would you miss me? In fact, I didn't want to go back to the real world at all because there was Greedius waiting for me like a wolf looking for prey. He was still waiting for me as if I were the best prey in all of his hunts. I saw myself and the people of Hill looking at me, hating me because I had become weak and begging the help of a demon.
“Pacular…Is everything okay?” Enphinius cried out, causing Pacular to drop the glass he was holding. The hot coffee shot at Pacular's body causing him to involuntarily wince. “Oh Paul, are you all right? Why are you so careless?”Enphinius ran over and gently rubbed Pacular's burning hand, then gently bent down to pick up the shards of the glass Pacular had broken just now. A piece of glass cut into Enphinius' flesh, causing his blood to flow out. The Enphinius' blood that had just flowed out suddenly turned black and gave off a foul stench."Oh Paul, why is that?" Enphinius cried out in fear, "My blood..."Pacular looked towards Enphinius, he said nothing. Since Watson was controlled by Greedius, it seems that his master no longer cares about him. Obviously, Pacular's hand suddenly burned and turned into a very scary wrinkle. Pacular gradually feels the change in his person, he is both scared and worried, he does not know if he will become old and die like before.This isn't the firs
“Are you really Aubrey?”Everyone must be wondering why I asked you that, right? Because after hearing Aubrey's call, I immediately ran towards the boy's call. I don't remember how long I ran myself, I felt like someone was urging me to run fast. I kept running and running on the desert beach without stopping and until I fell into a hole, in front of me was a white lily.That's right, I'm not dreaming, in front of my eyes is a white lily with a fragrant scent. The pale red interspersed flower looks a bit odd but I'm sure it's the lily because I've smelled it hundreds of times. I looked ahead and met my eyes was a boy. No, rather a young man between thirty and thirty-two years old. The boy looked at me and said welcome back to this world. It really took me a long time to realize where I was.“Are you really Aubrey?” I kept asking that silly question again and didn't seem to realize I'd asked it three times. I don't believe the guy standing in front of me, a handsome looking guy with cu
On the ground, there was a real panic. The sky was pitch black, but there was no rain and no snow. In the sky appeared each cloud curled into thick chaos that looked extremely scary. Aubrey saw that scene, he unconsciously grabbed my hand. Perhaps it was as if Aubrey had foreseen the outcome, so he was a bit worried. The lingering cold air made all of us freeze. We had only been away for a few days when immediately things slowly turned chaotic. The wind was constantly blowing and the trees were hitting the windows so hard they broke.People rush to flee, everyone is fighting for train tickets, bus tickets to get out of this horrible place, but they don't know that this horror lasts everywhere, even if they run away. Death cannot be avoided anywhere. Perhaps Greedius was using his strength to absorb all the greed and selfishness in this world. He's getting stronger and stronger and I'm getting more and more scared. The fear reminds me of the day thousands of years ago when I turned int
"I knew you'd come back, because that's your destiny, goblin, isn't it?"That spirit spoke to me with an overbearing attitude that made me extremely angry. I quickly grabbed the spirit's neck with my hand and made it cough.“Stop talking nonsense, Watson. If you have something to say, say it, or I'll have to come back!"“This place was once a chaotic battle, everything is now as calm as if there had never been a war.”I smiled and looked at the soul. That's right, more than two hundred years after that war, things are much more modern now. Humans also invented modern technologies such as phones or laptops to easily communicate with each other. Watson's soul and I are still the same, we are the remnants of that chaotic battle that year.“Will you take a walk with me?” Watson suggested.“I don't want to remember the sad things of the past. Maybe that pain was too great for me, the day I saw Aubrey leave…” Tears flowed involuntarily down my face, on the quiet street with only my shadow.
You will always find a soulmate who is uniquely suited to you on each path. It could be predestined relationships from a previous life or a chance meeting that leads to a beautiful love. And, of course, I am.I am a writer, or rather a novelist; the novels I write frequently provide a story of life, bringing people to beautiful love in a society full of unpleasant things pole. The love in my stories frequently has a happy ending, prompting everyone who reads them to feel that there is still beautiful love in the world and to desire for a happy ending pretty. My readers usually perceive me as someone who has a really wonderful love to be able to write such sweet things, so when I chance to read comments online, I chuckled. I started off as a lonely individual on my own journey. What is the reason behind this? Because I'm a goblin.It is stated that immortality is a punishment for people who choose to dwell in this constricted existence. Every human person on the planet
According to folklore, if the goblin's bride could present the goblin a white lily, the goblin's endless existence would be ended. And I've been waiting for that white lily for thousands of years for this.She had neither a father nor a mother when I saw her for the first time, on the day she was born into this world. She is the baby I saved when she was a newborn. At the time, I had half-cold, half-sympathetic eyes for her. Perhaps her birth has lighted my otherwise dreary life. She has a bright smile, so lovely to the heart, and her first and final grin in this brief life is for me.Winter in renaissance Italy in 1450:"Ancanta, slow down," I shouted to the young girl who was racing rapidly on the heavy snow; she didn't appear to frightened; she simply raced forward like a small bird eager to discover the huge world."Uncle Hector, if you don't run as quickly as me, I'll leave you alone; I'm serious." Ancanta turned to face me, and for the first time, I
My little Ancanta has just left me, and even though it has been more than fifty years since Ancanta died, my heart is filled with nostalgia. I blame myself as well as my own fate. If I had not adopted Ancanta at the time and had allowed her to live a regular human life, she would now be married with children and enjoying a very happy life.I used to stroll around old shops, rereading novels that Ancanta had read, but everything seems to have vanished. The world is always changing, and mankind grows according to a set of rules. On today's streets, there are various vehicles and equipment that have steadily gotten more contemporary. Yes, I'm a goblin, and I don't change, but because of my identity, I always have to change my last name and identification. My current name is Michel Lee."Good day, Mr. Lee. I received a call from the police stating that there is a problem with your passport and ID card; my name is Henry, and I am the attorney that represents you in resolvin