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Eternal Regression

Summary:

"Please end my life forever. I'm tired of living anymore," she pleaded to the man in front of her, her tone was full of despair. Her white dress is now covered with blood and she hold a sword made with ice, fresh blood dripping from the edge of the sword.

"How I can do that!? I don't want to kill you!" The man refused.

The woman put the sword in her neck and with a weak smile filled with despair, she said, "Goodbye, then. And please forget me in the next life."

"STOP IT!" Before the man managed to stop her, the woman slit her own throat and blood gushed out of the wound, dyed the woman's pale skin red with her own blood.

Inspired by: Solitary Lady/Untouchable Lady manhwa

Notes:

English isn't my first language, so I apologized for any grammar or vocab mistake in my work.
Note: I have the Indonesian version of this work published in my wattpad @levira_iceberg.

Chapter 1: Prolog

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Once upon a time in a nameless kingdom, there lived a beautiful woman. She had a long and flowing white hair, with pairs of blue eyes that shine like a aquamarine stone, and skin that is as pale as snow. People from her kingdom liked her because of her beauty, but little did they know that the woman's beauty had made her suffered in the hands of the king. The king didn't want anyone beside him saw the woman's beauty, so he locked the woman inside a birdcage and forced her to serve him until she die. Everyday, the woman prayed and asked for the god to help her, but her prayer was ended in vain. No one, even the god wanted to help her from her suffering.

The woman had been trapped for years in the birdcage, both of her feet is broken, and her blue eyes that always emit hope and happiness now had turned into a blank stare full of despair. She just sit inside the birdcage, waiting for Death came for her and claimed her life. Until one day, the king of the death came to her and opened her birdcage. "Such a poor soul. You really look like a bird without its' wings," the king commented, but the woman didn't seem offended with his comment.

"You are right. All my wings is broken, so how can I get out from this hell," reply the woman with a flat tone filled with despair. "Don't worry. I will take you out from this hell." The king then offered his hand to her and she took it, allowing him to carry her in his arm. The king carried the woman out from the palace and for the first and last time, the woman felt something that she never felt before, which is freedom. "Thank you for all that you have done.." said the woman, before she finally breathed her last breath in the king's arm, smiling peacefully even in death.