The Gamble of Death

The Gamble of Death

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You have died. How? Not so sure. Given a chance to prove yourself worthy of a second life, you embark on your journey to ressurection. Slowly, you discover and get back more memories of your human life, and find a reason to fight to get back. This story is based on one of my dreams when I was younger. Or a nightmare, to be exact. Part of credit for the entire story goes to my friends, mainly @akhazane_sketch (Instagram) for the title, @lesleysk33 (Instagram) for part of the plot, @skydemon8651 (Instagram) for finalizing and fixing grammatical errors, and lastly, @_hanabi_akakage (Instagram) for some of the characters' design(personality, approach, appearance description) For more information, contact me in Instagram. I am @akakage_sketch. Do enjoy reading and give your opinions on this story as it'll be my first time writing fiction. Thanks!
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I frowned, thrown off "Do i...remember?" "Do you remember..." she starts but her voice falters. She glances down at the sand, biting her lip debating whether to even continue. She then takes a shaky breath and finally looks up. Eyes locking with mine " do you even remember how you got it?" Her question hits me like a slap. I open my mouth, then close it, my brows furrowing as I force my brain to rewind. How did I get it? Nothing. Not a single clear memory. She steps closer, her voice trembling, but the edge of anger sharpening her words. "Or when? Or where? Or for what reason? Or what it even means?!" I flinch at her tone, but I can't answer her. I try. God, I try.. I look down at the sand beneath my feet, forcing myself to dig through every memory, every hazy night out, every stupid decision I might've made-but nothing. Not a single moment of how I got it surfaced. I let out a frustrated breath and rake a hand through my hair, feeling the panic rise like bile in my throat. When I finally lift my head to speak, Ashley's already staring at me, and I can tell-she knows my answer before I say a word. "You don't remember," she says softly, nodding like she expected it all along. __________________________________________ Crazy thing happened...Three years ago, a tragic accident left Ashley scarred and shattered. Aiden survived, but when he woke from a year-long coma, every memory of the girl he loved was gone. Now, Ashley clings to the hope he'll remember-But as time slips through her fingers, the question haunts her-will she lose him all over again? And Aiden... will he ever remember in time? ........ ⚠ warning ⚠ : Mature language, Mental health challenges, Annoying scenes, Heart breaking moments...

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