The sorrowful truth is that death comes to everyone. Whether is murder, of natural causes or illness. In my case its murder . I was poisoned by my sister, who i loved and cherished, who doted on me constantly. My own parents assisted her in this, it was clear they were never pleased with me as I was, but it still hurt. To be weak and used and useless. What's even worse is that the royals and nobles kept shut about this and could possibly have been conspiring with them. But why?
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Lilith lay motionless mostly paralysed from the effect of the poison... 'why am I so weak' She was disappointed in herself. 'If only I was stronger, maybe like Mugoi Shizuka, the foreign stories of her single handedly defeating an army amazed me as a child even if others viewed it as unsavoury.' She laughed humorlessly at herself 'I'm stupid for thinking about fictional stories in a scenario such as this,' She looked around her empty room, no-one bothered to visit. Not even her family... 'I want them all to suffer, no, I want them to die in the most painful way possible. I want them to experience my helplessness, I want them to experience this pain.' Lilith stared at the roof. "I-I hope you a-all die-e" She said through a broken voice when no-one replied this only aggravated her more. "The-e most p-painful d-d-death possi-ible" She paused in pain "P-Please" She managed to force out. Her eyes were a void filled with nothing but resentment as they rolled to the back of her head and closed. She felt her last shard of life slip away from her...
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I was a 13 year old assassin with no honour wandering and accepting any mission as long as I was paid a hefty price for my work, till I was paid to kill a general. It was late and the general was returning to his chambers, I took this as the perfect opportunity and snuck soundlessly behind him and put a katana to his neck. "Don't make a noise," I whispered as I dug my katana into his neck little by little. I thought it was fun to kill and see my victims have a slow and painful death, their wailing for their families always amused me and made me want to do it more. But why was this man doing nothing? " Aren't you going to cry?" I asked the man. He swung me over his shoulder and had me pinned to the ground.
"It's impressive how you managed to sneak up on me," He smiled calmly, does he not think of me as a threat? I've never felt so confused... "Tell me, why do you want to see my cry so badly. Could this be a strange kink of yours?" I felt embarrassed at the accusation and fought against his grip to stand up.
"The look on someone's face when they are on the brink of death just amuses me! It's not like that!" I said defending myself, forgetting about the situation I was in. He looked at me rubbing his chin.
"Are you sure? It doesn't seem like it?" I took a deep breath, I had overwhelming anger growing within me even if it was only a joke. He suddenly came at me with sword in hand, and i just barely blocked it causing me to skid back.
"I've got an offer, what if you become a soldier under me? I'll forget about you trying to assassinate me," He said still composed. But I admit I don't think I can win against him.
"You'll forget everything?" I was still sceptical.
"Correct," He was confident.
"Fine,"
"I'll get you registered in the morning, come here at 6:00," He walked inside and I thought about what I'd have to do. 'I might have to wake up early, ugh. Wait- what am I going to do with the client. Damn, should I kill them or should I pay them back and decline.' I'm supposed to be a soldier so, huff. I will pay them back nobly.
I later found out his name was Yoshikawa, he was like a father to me. I trained under him with another group of people, I of course was talented with unhonourable fighting styles. Yoshikawa told me I should learn how to honestly beat my opponents. I still practiced assassination techniques despite this.
Three years later, we went to war. I had grown attached to the others in my quadrant. Those were the worst few months of my life, I watched them drop like flies one by one. I found that killing was not so amusing anymore , it was horrible. I felt my stomach churn at the sight of Yoshikawa's limp body detached from his head laying in front of me. 'How could they, this was evil!' my thoughts paused at how others would have thought of me when i assassinated those they knew. 'This is karma, I'm really evil.' I felt like crying for the first time in a long time. ' From now on, I won't kill for amusement,' I would be a noble soldier like Yoshikawa and the others wanted and I would win this war for them . I, once everyone was dead went on a rampage and killed everyone who attacked me but when someone fled, I would let them.
I returned as the only survivor and received an award from the emperor, I became a general in place of Yoshikawa and lived a peaceful life as a war hero. That was until some shitty nobles thought I had gained too much power and colluded to kill me. I was resistant to poison and was excellent in martial arts and swordsmanship so those cowards resorted to stabbing me through the heart while I was asleep. I died pathetically... 'how could I die so pathetically', I recalled this reminds me of that girl in a novel Yoshikawa used to read for me when I was still young. The villainess was always greedy for power and framed the heroine, her sister for various things because she was jealous of the attention. The nobles were also sick of her being fake in front of her sister and her greedy personality, they poisoned her and she died alone pathetically. The Heroine then became the empress and lived a good life as a benevolent ruler. I think that killing the villainess for her attitude was low and unhonourable ' I thought as I looked at the face of an assassin in front of me. They looked amused just like I used to be... The image blurred.
I heard something... "I-I hope you a-all die-e" The voice said through a broken voice. "The-e most p-painful d-d-death possi-ible" They paused grunting in pain " P-Please!" what was this?
"Please avenge me, kill and crush those who have harmed me, my sister my parents, the nobles! Please!" The voice said in sobs but I couldn't hear it, It was like I could feel it...
"Take my life and use it for revenge,"
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Historical Fiction𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 -A sorrowful maiden breathed her last breath and cursed everyone who betrayed her. She hoped to torture them until they begged for a painless death like a character she once heard...