It was dark, pitch black. Where am I? Where was I last? I died. Am I still dead? A light so dim, yet so blindingly bright to me appeared in a vertical line. The line grew wider and wider, all until the stone slab above my coffin was completely removed. I removed it, I lifted it, without even willing it. And my body continued to move until it was outside of the crypt.
It was night, but there was a full moon. And a young girl in front of me. She clutched a black book to her chest as if it were the last thing she had left in this world. I've heard stories of this, I imagined the possibility, but I never thought it would happen to me.
Tears streaked down her cheeks. She choked the words out. "Please, save my papa!"
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- Ch. 6Dec 15, 2019
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- Ch. 4Dec 9, 2019
- Ch. 3Dec 2, 2019
- Ch. 2Nov 28, 2019
- Ch. 1: Rebirth, Death, and DepartureNov 25, 2019
very unique take, and despite being short it was very nice to read the story of our two protagonists, the ending will catch you off guard and the jokes are very well done, and I do appreciate the genie scene, well done, I was laughing the entire time.
my only complaint is that I want a continuation of this wholesome story
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