I felt blood drpping down from my mouth, when I coughed. I was bleeding to death in my car chair - the car crashed somewhere in the woods when that old bastard fed to me some pills. I knew it, deep down that I still was too kind - in a world of politics, there's no space for affection or empathy - other will use it as a perfect weak spot. That was the reason I led a lonely life, without a family or friends - I only had allies or foes to face. I even made a white board to control my behaviour, whenever I went into public or giving speeches.
The white board included 5 strict rules: 1. Do not give up 2. Use your enemies wisely 3. Keep your allies close, enemies closer 4. Smile only out of politeness, do not show any emotions when going out to the public 5. Do not have any friends, only allies. Those were the rules that ruled my entire life after I rebranded myself from doctor to a politician.
- Old bastards - I murmured to myself when a stream of fresh blood appeared on my lips and I coughed again, It had to be a poison - But...but at least I comple..ted my goa...l *cough* of avenging...my...parents *cough*
I didn't have much time left. I knew that much - I was bleeding out to death. When people say "death", they fear it. But the truth is that, we people can die at any moment. In a car crash, from a heart attack or in fire. That's how nature built us - so we should live any ordinary day as it was the last one. People fear death because nobody knows what happens after death. None of the religions have any solid proof that afterlife exists.
I turned my head to the right and through blurry eyes I saw a notification on my phone's screen - Roses for the Princess was updated with the last chapter of Special Side Stories. I laughed weakily, spilling droplets of blood on my already bloodied white shirt. I was going back from work - then I felt poison working and the car crashed somewhere in the woods.
At least I achieved what I wanted and I completed my life goal that dictated everything. My desire for revenge for my parents - they were a couple of lawyers that got murdered by one of the Congressman candidates. I peaked through the closet door when they burned my parents alive. But there was nothing I could do.
Yes, I'll die fullfiled.
No scratch that, I would like to read the very last chapter of "Roses for the Princess" before my death. With trembling hands I grabbed my phone that was lying on the passenger's seat. But I had no strength or anything to unlock phone's screen. My eyes began close by itself - at least I want to die with a smile on my face. With the last bit of strength that I had, I forced my muscles to smile. I could only guess If that worked.
I closed my eyes and fell into an endless pit of darkness. I died. So that's the afterlife? I inspected my clothing - I wore sleeveless simple white dress to my knees and I had bare feet. What was weird is that I didn't feel cold. I looked around but found nothing besides emptiness...but I was standing on the water. I could walk the water! I was circling around to find some kind of exit but again I found nothing.
Is that some kind of curse? For my damned desire of revenge?
I sighed deeply and sat on the water floor - the sheet of water was as pitch black as everything else in this overwhelming pit of emptiness. I placed my chin on my knees as I was sitting. Is this my punishment? I didn't want to think about it as I started to feel cold. Then, unexpectedly I felt something a sucking feeling in my stomach. I lied down on the watery floor, as the feeling started to get worse - I started trembling and kicking the air, so whatever force was doing this, would stopped doing this.
Then in my right hand clenched into a fist, I saw a silver flare - up light as it grew bigger and bigger - then the light exploded with a silver glow that illuminated this pitch - black space of nothingness. I could some kind of force making me to close my eyes, even though I tried to fight back. My head was spinning with questions and confusion. But I couldn't resist the force and I closed my eyes.
Then the very next thing I felt was a warm and pleasant feeling. I opened my eyes with ease - I was in a luxurious room with silken white curtains, and golden every freaking detail. I was lying in a big marital bed, covered in a soft and pleasant white blanket. Where am I?
I jumped out of bed and looked for the nearest mirror. I finally found one, hanging above chest of drawers - but the person that I was looking at wasn't me. It wasn't a me from Korea. It wasn't a dream as it had to many details. Maybe hallucination or a lucid dream? My head was spinning from confusion. But then I noticed a letter lying on the top. The letter was adressed to one specific person.
Eden Arcadia - the fraud, the fake princess and the main villainess of the webnovel "Roses for the Princess".