![]() Flipping up the paper, it disappeared into blue flames.īefore Lyle’s very eyes, the whole room was set ablaze by a vibrant blue. In other words I own you,” The man smiled slightly as the last of the signature was signed. “Oh, I neglected to mention: by signing your soul away to me, I am granted the right to your physical being. Finally deciding his fate, Lyle took the quill and wrote down half of his signature before the man spoke again. However, if he didn’t sign the paper now, he would die. Lyle knew that there was something up with the guy. Your hour glass is down to its last, miserable grain of sand,” The impatient and bored man ushered him to sign. ![]() “You don’t have much time, so I would decide quickly. The young male looked over the small cursive writing, but was interrupted. Next to the paper, a feather of a crow levitated in place. It unrolled itself and the contract appeared. The man grabbed the scroll and flicked it downward. With a snap of his fingers, a white scroll with a red ribbon wrapped around it appeared out of blue flames. Keep in mind, though, you can’t back out of the agreement once you’ve signed.” Sign your soul away to me and I can grant you this one wish. The man could see that Lyle was interested in what he had to say and pursued his target, “I’ll give you your life…if… You give me your soul. save me? Really!?” Lyle widened his eyes in surprise. The man leaned down closer to the boy’s ear, “If I gave you a chance to live, would you give me something in return? It’s nothing out of proportion, of course. He didn’t even give a slight chuckle to the dark joke he made. “I understand that you don’t wish to die, so what if I were to tell you that I could make you live a long time? Eh~ would that suit you? I know you’re dying to see your family again– no pun intended,” He said with a deadpanned face. Who was this man? What does he want? And how did he get in a room that was locked from the inside? A nonstop flow of questions circled throughout his mind. He had such an uninterested look as if being there was a waste of time. But after hearing your constant begs and pleas, I couldn’t help but answer to your pathetic prayers,” The mysterious and harsh-toned man explained himself. I’ve come here to end the agonizing torment. What I mean to say is that I am a savior. Lyle opened his eyes slightly to see the figure loomed over him, “Who. “What do we have here?” A voice so deep, so raspy and so cold sounded from the man’s thin lips, “It appears your little disease is getting the best of you.” He walked over swiftly and stood beside the bed. ![]() An unnerving sneer crept across the man’s face. He watched the young man as he twirled a fancy cane with a blue jewel on the tip in his hand. He wore a black suit, black dress shoes, a dark grey dress shirt with a white neckerchief, and a raven colored fedora that shielded his eyes. Losing energy, he fell prey to his killer until a shady man appeared before him in his little hospital room. He tried so hard to stay alive and not breathe his last breath. Lyle passed in and out of consciousness one night. However, that was never to be…Ī month or so later, the young man was on the verge of death. He wanted to be able to stay with his family to relive his life and make every second count. ![]() He pleaded and cried out to at least prolong his life a little longer. Hearing the constant sorrows of his family, he begged for mercy from God. A cancer that works at a dangerously fast pace and affects the blood in the body. Up in the north of Washington, a young man around the age of 19 named Lyle fell ill to Acute Myeloid Leukemia. As I said before, I, along with few others, may have cheated Death, but what if Death cheats you? Then what? What happens if Death gets the better of you in the end? So to keep his story alive, I will tell you everything he told me. His will just fade away to the point where no one will remember. It’s about the one young man that will live a thousand lifetimes more than me. Before I die before I’m caught, I want people to know his story. I cheated Death once, and it hasn’t caught up to me… yet. Some people can evade it for a long period of time while others may not have the best of luck. But everyone knows that Death will eventually catch up to you. ![]() Everyone knows the term “cheating death”: it’s when you get to escape the ending of your life, or the cruelness of how it will end or just the terror itself it carries. ![]()
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