For A Good Death

I was mu*dered by a desperate friend in this world.

‘It’s okay. It will be alright. I’ll help you. Let’s start over.’

Despite saying it multiple times, my friend eventually pulled out a knife and struck my throat.

“Son of a b*tch.”

When I opened my eyes again, 500 years had passed.

Everything I loved was gone,

and I had lost the will and reason to live in this world.

“You can live happily now.”

But then, a man came into my life by chance, offering gentle comfort like sunshine.

“People, everyone, can still be like that.”

Archduke Daniel’s kind touch and his kind blue eyes was affectionate.

Suddenly, I wanted to keep living.

And then,

“Hello, my love.”

Alexei Volodin, my knight 500 years ago.

For some reason, he was still alive and standing before me.

“Let us die together, this time.”

With pain-filled green eyes and a voice, Alexei desperately pleaded to die together.

I was faced with a choice: life or death.

– What would you say?