I Died From Suicide and Became an Overpowered Demon
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"I want to die." -holding my breath, I climbed the railings of the staircase leading up to the rooftop of the main campus.It has been 25 years since I have existed. I had became a teacher on a prestigious campus. I have an exceptional family but there's just one thing that messed it all up... A lying, cheating and scheming husband. He lied to me, I caught him on act in the bedroom with my cousin and what's worst is that... I am going into debt after he ran a debting spree on the casino he gambled with.
The soft clouds moved along with the wind gentlying stroking my hair. It was windy, the skies are blue and the weather is just perfect to commit something incredible... SUICIDE.
I closed my eyes and stretched my hands like a bird awaiting to be set free. The next thing I knew is that I jumped.
I want to be released...
"Your higness... Your highness.... Please wake up!"
I heard a gentle voice of an elderly woman calling me.
"W-where am I?" My head hurt alot and my vision is a little blurry. But one thing's for sure... I'M NOT FEELING LIKE MYSELF TODAY?.........
I cleared my vision and that's when I gazed upon myself clearly.
"I've become a child???!!!!"
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