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Chapter 2 - chapter 2 : the dead Angel part 2

.Everything in front of me has stopped and has not moved since then. My breath has blossomed and there is a strange voice in my ears. The sound of someone's feet is resonating. It is as if someone is walking towards me. It is as if someone is moving towards me. Someone is stopping me. Blood has fallen on me. It is spreading all around and there is a strange smell in the air which is making my head heavy.

​I saw a woman who has been walking near me for a long time. She is smelling like a human being. Someone has mixed my blood. She came towards me in a big way and said

, "My name is in your language. Tell me the Goddess of Death, who is searching for you from millions of souls." She is slowly speaking her words. She looks like a human being bitten by the sea; she is calling me.

The face is hidden and she is just crying out, "Please save me, please save me." Her words are like a child who is asking for money. Because of her existence, my existence is empty, as if I am not here.

​I am worried, my hand is trying to fuck you, as if I had started using it back in the day. I started

walking around the world from the beginning; I am in her control. People are shouting, Rio is shouting, but some people are just firing

bullets, hiding their faces. There is no difference as to who is in front of them

. I am just trying to kill people. I have taken a blow, I have seen every person go. I have started shouting in front of them—"What has happened to me?" I am unable to control

myself. I am playing with my hands. Are you saying FIR? Are you talking nonsense? Why are you killing everyone?

​The terrorist also shot at me and time breaks like glass. I again used this world to visit the world and I saw this ride of my own dead body. They started cutting the man's body.

The next terrorist started shooting at my head but

everyone is shouting, "What has happened to you?" I don't know anyone else. My eyes are closing, my eyes wide open. This time I am hearing the voice of making you cry. This time I am getting no pain, no peace, just like I am here.

​I wish that everyone should die; no one has any existence in this world. Everyone is trying to show me, but in my actions, do you really

hate me? That is the voice of my mother. I said, "I have probably written that I hate all human

beings, most of all myself." Because I have always been given such a strange power. The voice of someone's cry has always been there—"Save me, save me." I am not a hero, I am not someone's life. I want to save someone in me. Someone has given it to me before, only then my eyes will become the band of the only friend.

​Let me see a voice... after all you want, is this the voice of some brother human? When the

light came on my eyes, I opened my eyes and I was falling straight into the depth of the ocean. It seemed as if someone slowed down a lot. I

started asking myself, what happens like this after death? What does the Goddess want? Why is she crying? Why am I crying? Why am I crying? Why am I crying? Why am I taking my part?

​That's why I looked above me. A blue light was coming to my eyes. I saw that a blue light was coming above me and in the main niche, a little bit of the sun was shining above me. I was crying. It was the ocean. As if I was not even special to me, I was looking at it. I didn't even exist.

The water started taking the form of water. Slowly, it came out of my walk and took the form of a mermaid, and her face was like that of my mother. The light of the sun was coming from her back and her beautiful blue eyes and beautiful face were visible to me. She smiled and came close to me and kissed me hard.

​Why was there nothing special at that time? After all, why does anyone look at me? I make everyone blind. I say to myself that I don't want to die. I listen to you, tears started flowing from my eyes. I can't stop my own tears. I have found the one I want. I don't want to die.

I always wanted to be the one. She kissed my face and with a smile she turned back to me. Tears broke my heart. She smiled exactly like me. I turned my hand towards her and started trying to say—I was not able to say anything—but I shouted: "Why? After all, why? Why did anyone leave me?"

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