دانلود رمان انگلیسی “به عنوان یک اشراف زاده تناسخ یافته” – جلد اول

This summer, my father died. Though he was born a peasant, his innate courage and valorous deeds allowed him to deftly climb the ranks of society. He was even granted a noble title, albeit a minor one, before his life was cut short at the age of thirty-nine. My father had long suffered from a chronic illness. Before he took ill, he was a strong and sturdy man, but as the days passed by and his sickness took its toll, his vitality faded. He was eventually an emaciated husk, barely recognizable as the man I once knew. When he passed, his final breaths came so quietly and softly that I almost thought he’d fallen asleep. My father had suffered so terribly for so long, but at the very end, as he slipped away from us, he looked peaceful─tranquil, even. The moments before death, it would seem, have a way of relieving us of all our anguish. The day of his funeral service arrived, and my father was laid to rest atop a bonfire. Cremation was far from a universal practice in the Summerforth Empire, and some regions went so far as to prohibit it, but it was simply the way things were done in our territory. Watching the flames crackle and dance before me, watching the plume of smoke waft up overhead, drove in the reality of the situation: my father was dead and gone.