The Legend Of Dragons Amongst The Strongest - Chapter 2 ? Chapter 0001

|March 14, 2019 Thursday|

|Chapter Title: (Prologue) In a Parallel World that I’ve Longed For|

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Death is inevitable…

It is untimely…

It happens unexpectedly…

It was uncertain…

And it comes when you haven’t left a word of goodbye.

(Flashback – Modern World)

It was only a year ago since I’ve known my incurable sickness.

Stage 4 – Leukemia Lymphoma

My body has weakened day by day and I can’t find ways to solve it.

It was frustrating…

There was no cure…

And it was already too late…

As the Mafia leader’s only daughter, I was already bestowed upon the title of the clan’s next heiress since I was a child. I grew up in battlefield wherein we fight to survive. And gaining victories were the only source of happiness to the clansmen. We follow one creed, and that is “die or kill”. Like assassins as a pack of wolves in wilderness. The familia stayed for centuries, even right before our ancestors, but I was the only failure, I am a failure that has caused its downfall, and I will never be enough.

The clan has befallen ill when they’ve discovered my sickness. The enemies took their time to attack us, the clan was badly disfigured, and I can only do nothing but escape. My people were dying day by day, but I was too weak to protect them. My body became so fragile that it’s painful to touch and marks appear when you touch it. My wounds failed to heal from the last battle so I was strictly bedridden for almost eight months.

Eight long months of mourning for the dead, yet I can’t even light an incense stick and pray for their souls’ enlightenment. My mother died right after giving birth to me, while my father was currently tending to my needs and making sure that I’ll survive what I’m going through right now. But it was hard for the both of us, it was hard for me… to see my very own father cry and kneel down to pray for the betterment of my health and even harder when I see that the shine that once enveloped his eyes were gone, gone hopeless.

Yesterday the doctor confronted me, and he told me the bad news which I painstakingly kept from my father. Selfish, I know… but I just don’t want to see my father suffer with me, so I told my father to go and look for help from another clan so we can get back what was lost. He never wanted to agree and so I made a promise.

I promised him that I’ll wait till he comeback from his journey…

But a month is already up, that means yesterday’s bad news was telling me that today I’ll be on the last hours of living in this world…

I sat at the edge of my bed, silently watching from the window. Tears fell from my eyes, as I observed the spring flowers bloom outside. Kids were playing on the streets of the neighborhood, and it is refreshing to look at. When I was young, I never had a little bit of spare time to play with kids around my age or play with Barbie dolls and a playhouse. I always have strategical classes, martial arts and combat learning sessions. I played with weapons and lives, so I guess being at this age makes me jealous of those people who lives a normal life.

I was always surrounded by big shot people and all kinds of richness. I lived a life full of luxury, but not once did it comfort my longing heart. And now that I’m on my death bed, it makes me wonder how life could have been if only I was born in a different family with a different situation.

Will I ever receive love?

Will I ever feel happiness?

Will there be less pain?

Speaking of pain…

I lost the track of daze as I held my chest, my breathing became ragged.

My nose started to bleed.

Blood spills from my mouth too.

My head started to ache ten times worst than the pain that I feel daily, while my body started to tremble.

The solar eclipse appeared and everything outside was covered in darkness.

I tried to call my maid who survived the attack, but it seems like she doesn’t hear me. The door stayed close, while I wipe the blood that’s oozing from me. If she won’t make it in time… I’ll eventually die. I tried to stand from my bed, but it feels like my bones were made of jelly. My ankles has already lost its strength, so I fell from the bed. A huge wave of pain enveloped my body, and the last thing I saw was the sun totally covered in darkness.

I’m still breathing but it was already too faint to be revived, and my heartbeat says it so…

The blood has temporarily blocked my nose so I can only rely on breathing with my mouth. My bones feel like being broken…

And I feel so cold…

In this lifetime I’ve had done great things and I have helped too many people, I hope the heavens will grant my wish…

“A wish of a second life–” I whispered

Finally my breathing has stopped, my pulse had its last jump and my body laid with ease. The pain was gone.

I waited for minutes, I wanna know what happens to a soul like me. Lost in the darkness…

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Moments later…

I hear the dripping of water…

The sound of brewing winds…

And the innocence of birds chirping…

Then pain engulfed me, the sickening ripples that I’ve longed fought for came back a couple times more painful. My head started to pound.

I tried my best to open my eyes, but its like someone put a heavy stone on my eyelids, making it impossible to open.

I tried to move my hand.

As slowly as possible.

Then it landed on my chest…

I touched where my heart should be.

Ah?

I have a heart that beats and the coldness was almost replaced by warmth.

How can I be alive?