"Pride means rejecting the truth and looking down on people"- H
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A/N: I would like to dedicate this story to my fanfic friend Levi, I admit it is because of her I still keep my account alive. I hope you are well. I decided not to have this story a Beta, I want to see how well I improve if I did improve Enjoy.
# This is a fictional story, I don't claim anything. I am not trying to act "God" here and the bright light is not a holy something and certainly the voice is not.
For those reading my story take a note of this things:
1. Normal format is for present narration.
2. Italicized words are Rukia's thoughts and sometimes others
3. 'Italicized words inside a single quotation mark indicates that they are other peoples thoughts'
4. Bold words signifies that it is a flashback/memory/dreams
The Hairdresser of the Daughter of a Pharaoh
-OPgirl
Prologue
Why do I live?
What am I living for?
Ever since my young mind was aware of the harsh reality of the world, I keep asking myself the reason why do I live and what am I living for? In this world full of adult people who only think about themselves and of young children dying from starvation. Where everyone is selfishly fighting for survival.
When I was a small child I used to believe that living is like being in the book. A fairy tale. What a pathetic lie! Because fairy tale never existed and only fools believe that this world is a nice place to live in.
Now that I had live 20 years in this illusive and scheming world everything is clear to me, living is a foolish way to waste time. I tried to find the reasons of living but time and time again I fail. I realized nothing is worth living for; the people I had loved and cared either leave or betrayed me.
I hate myself for being like this; so pessimistic they say. Living just to live, trying to survive in a society without knowing why I tried so hard to live when dying is a much better option. Now that my life is about to end I can't help but laugh at how pathetic I feel about what I did with my life.
Anyway if this is how it ends then I am glad, I am very tired of existing after all.
As her consciousness slip the only thing she regretted doing is saving the unfortunate child from falling off the building.
"Poor thing life out there is harsh but still I wish for you a good life that I never had"
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A clog and sandal man stood watching below the building as the brave girl fell from the roof top.
"Life is indeed harsh Rukia-san but there is a lot to it than what you thought you knew" The man smiled behind his fan.
The petite raven haired girl is falling very rapidly. The wind is violently trashing her as she descend and everything for her is just a distant echo. Suddenly her eyelids open and desperately she tried to reach out yet all she could see is the beautiful moon staring back at her.
"I want to live! Please give me another chance" Rukia exclaimed to the heavens. She did not acknowledge the existence of the Creator before but now as she is about to lose her life she wished to the bottom of her heart.
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"God…. Save me!"
A blinding light engulfed her then like a film her life flashed in her memory.
An important looking boy gave her a pendant. She smiled and took it from him.
She held a baby in her arms and lovingly caressed him.
Observing a horrific execution.
And her death.
In her dazed state, she heard an eminent voice. "You shall be the woman who owned a palace in that world"
"Who are you?" Rukia asked. She searched for the origin of the voice but the only thing she could see is the blinding light before she completely passed out.
After sometime, Rukia felt like her throat is drying up. She tried to sense her surroundings yet all she could think about is how hot the place is. She tried to open her eyes slowly but she immediately closed her lids as another blinding light assaulted her eyesight. The light felt different though and it has a burning effect on her.
Where am I?