"Go follow your fate and you may get the salvation you seek, boy," the little girl with a black skirt said to Henry.When the Earth and the Sky didn't accept the poor soul anymore when the boy had no idea why the world hated him so much.The boy was lost, losing his memories about his past life and why he couldn't reincarnate to the next life.He only knew his name, Henry.He wasn't even sure how old he was when he died.He was a ghost, he had no shadows. He had nobody.He walked and walked, endless.Darkness followed him, clueless and deafen

Just if the man wasn't a ghost.Tania would be delighted to meet him and let him follow her down to the aisle.Tall, handsome, just really fit the type that Tania likes, there was no man as handsome as the ghost at Tania's school.Even the seniors who were popular at school were less handsome. Not to mention the voice he had was heavy and deep, a bit hoarse, just great.It could be said that God gave another answer because the ghost still followed Tania casually to the exhibition building, "You like books?"Tania sighed and nodded, at least she wasn't alone walking around in the big book bazaar.Curse them

Tania's father confirmed that they heard correctly.Henry is not dead and he is still alive, "your body is still alive somewhere."Tania's father returned to his original position.His spiritual energy also returned to a normal human's energy in a split second.For a mortal to be able to manipulate and control his power like that, it was a thing Henry never expected to witness."The little girl you mentioned, she left a small message by protecting you, and from what I read about your soul colour," the older man snapped his finger, "you're still alive, dead spirit doesn't have energy colour like yours."So

“Don’t look into their eyes,” John said, pulling Tania’s hand as they walked on the quiet street. It was her seventh birthday when her father took her to a small bookstore. She wanted to buy a new sketchbook. “But Papa,” she tugged at his hand, “the old lady was hurting.”John smiled softly, lifting the little girl into his embrace as he continued walking. “The old lady isn’t someone you can help, dear,” he said, “not yet.”Tania hummed, looking at the old lady who stood alone under the streetlamp as if she was searching for something. “The old lady is searching for somethin

It took about twenty-five minutes or maybe thirty minutes on the bus to get to the destination because of the traffic jams, whereas usually it only takes fifteen to twenty minutes. Tania went down first followed by Henry. Henry looked at the road to the house's complex hoping that maybe a few memories would come back if he paid close attention to the area. Maybe he used to live here, otherwise, why was he stuck in this area for so long?"This is it," Tania stopped in front of the narrow alley, where Henry had first met her. Henry walked in, the shadow of the wall blocking the scorching sun.Sweat was already on Tania's forehead while the hot sun didn't affe