The day I could no longer endure it was when my boss exposed me in front of everyone and publicly humiliated me. I believed my job was my last refuge, but because of a false accusation of attempted rape against a female coworker, everyone turned their backs on me.
On top of that, the same woman framed me as a thief. Not only was I fired, but I was also threatened with a lawsuit. My parents were disappointed in me and disowned me. My girlfriend left me because she didn't even trust my word.
I was alone for many days. I took antidepressants and did my best to handle my problems in the healthiest way possible. I knew time would eventually prove me right, but I couldn't find a job. My reputation was stained. Believing everything would somehow work out, I went into debt by borrowing money.
I tried to stay optimistic and hold on to hope that things would get better, but my mind was stronger than I was. I got tired of everything. My life was ruined, and I could no longer endure the depression of living like that. I wanted to live so badly… but I never got the life I desired. I wish my life hadn't been so problematic.
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When he finished writing his farewell letter, he swallowed all the antidepressant pills he had. It was an overdose that, as the minutes passed, caused him to collapse to the floor and begin convulsing. His last fragments of consciousness slowly faded away.
Just before dying, he felt his body being pulled in another direction, and a warm feminine voice said:
"Don't go, Master."
'Um? Am I hallucinating?' he thought as his senses began to awaken.
The numbness and heaviness of his body started to fade away. Now he felt calm, relaxed, and filled with an unfamiliar pleasure. He didn't understand it until his eyelids slowly opened.
It was daytime, and light gently filtered into the alley where he was. Even through his confusion, he felt an overwhelming pleasure. A sensation could be felt around his waist.
'I feel pleasure…' he thought, moving his hands toward his pelvis.
He felt a woman's long, soft hair. He lowered his gaze in that direction, only to see a beautiful woman with pink hair and eyes of the same color, accentuated by a serious expression, wearing a maid outfit.
"What the hell?!" he exclaimed, trying to pull back, only to realize he was pressed against a wall.
She smiled in relief, almost as if she were about to cry.
"Master, you're alive… I thought you would die if I didn't give you some of my energy."
'Master?! Am I dreaming?! Is this the final vision someone sees before dying?!'
"Master, please let me heal you completely. Your body is still weak," she said in a gentle, affectionate tone.
The young man, who was wearing black iron armor, pulled his arms back, hearing the metallic sound.
'What the hell is this?'
He looked at his hand in disbelief—until he felt the warm mouth of the maid-clad girl enveloping his groin. She was kneeling in front of him.
She continued faster and faster, until he finally gave in, unable to stop himself from reaching the end. His body reached an overwhelming peak of pleasure, and just before finishing and fully waking up, he thought:
'I don't know what's happening, but I love it! Wait—no, that's not right! I didn't want to live! I wanted to leave, not come back!'
NOTE: This novel will be updated daily WITHOUT EXCEPTIONS, but for now I'll be uploading chapters very frequently throughout the day. ^^