ASTRID'S POV
We are all meant to die at some point in our lives. Some are unfortunate to die as an infant without experiencing the good and the bad of the world.
Some are able to leave to their fullest, till they seek death from the goddess's hand. And some people's life are taken away from them forcefully.
I fell among the last category of people.
I parted my lips as I tried to catch my last breath. The hunter stood above me before he raised his foot. He was going to stump me to death.
"Astrid, so this how you go down?" a familiar voice called, and I saw a white dress above my head instead of manly feet.
I looked around, and I saw I wasn't in the mansion anymore. I am dead. My brain did not register the last moment before he stomped on me.
The ground felt like a soft st
