I hate people saying money can't buy happiness.
Money. Money. Money.
I will literally kill anyone for money. Sadly I'm sick. Fucking illness.
The bill just keep growing and growing that I need to stop coming to hospital because I don't have any penny to pay that shit.
Now I'm sitting alone in this tiny house, no. Is this even a house?
Fucking shit.
I looked again at the calendar, June 7, 2024. The day that I die.
*Cough
*Cough
*Cough
"Ha!", I looked at my hand that was now covered of blood. Yeah, Fuck it.
Until the day I die I didn't even have a single penny. How miserable of me.
My eyes is getting blurry, I thought when the doctor said that I'm going to die on June 7, it was just a joke to make me desperate for my life. Now I'm dying. Wow, his words are true.
"Do you want me to save you?"
Did I just hear a voice?
"Do you want to live again?"
I raised my brow. "Lol, no."
"My bad, I thought you wanna live again as a PRINCE—"
"Of course I do!". Damn! Me a prince? Then I will be reincarnate as a son of an emperor? If I be a son of an emperor, then I'm rich? If I'm rich I have money? If I have money, I can buy anything I want? "OF COURSE IT'S A GODDAMN YES!"
"Very well, Live well pft."
I felt someone touch my head before I lost my consciousness. This is it. I'm gonna live so good—