Second Chance (Older Brother!Ronald Knox, Reader Insert)
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Death.
A single word that can make the greatest people surrender. Five letters that scares people all around the world. The only thing that treats all living being as the same. If you ever have your first breath, you will also have your last breath.
And then, there's second chance.
Two words that will make those great people gain back the gleam in their eyes. Twelve letters that gives hope to people around the world. But unfortunately, not everyone can have it. They believe, only the people chosen by God can have it.
Well, for me, second chances are nothing but bullshit. I've been given way too many bittersweet lies. I've been promised way too many things that could never be fulfilled. I've experienced way too many hopeless situations, that even second chance couldn't give me hope.
Then everything changed when my late brother came back into my life as a person who literally takes away other people's life. He slowly changed my view, because he was chosen to have a second chance.
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