A Silent Voice Manga Novels & Stories

“At kung may natitira pang katulad niya…” Mas tumalim ang tingin niya. “Then we will find them.” Tahimik. “And we will expose them.” Walang gumalaw. Walang nagsalita. “Because silence is not protection.” Mahina. Pero mabigat. “It’s part of the problem.” Ibinaba niya ang mic. At doon… Tuluyang tumahimik ang buong lugar. Walang sumunod na tanong. Walang sumigaw.

“Your eyes are burning with obsession, Hanamichi-kun.” —END OF SIDE STORY: 6TH EGO—

That fucking unfair MC---! "Y-YOU!" Nanggigigil na asik ko at sinugod siya. Yet someone stopped me. Tinabig ko ang kamay ng taong 'yon bago siya hinarap. It was Lesbian! "Huwag kang OA. Pinatulog niya lang si Silent. Look, humihinga pa siya." Sabi niya at nginuso ang pinsan kong bahagyang naka-awang ang bibig at natutulog. Agad akong lumapit sa kaniya at inihiga sa bisig ko.

A voice stroking my fear as the world disappeared before my eyes. “You’re the quiet kind of comfort, a strange familiar bliss… I breathe into the silence… so I sing… soft as rain that falls when no one sees. Sing… like the world is gen—” “Serene.” The sound stopped the moment her name left my lips. I heard of sudden movement—soft, but filled with shock. The sound of a hand quickly covering a mouth. A small step backward, too careful—too guilty. “Si Krixaine,” Senior Maria corrected gently.

Walang ibang tao sa paligid, tanging kaming dalawa lamang. Huminto ako at humarap sa kanya, pilit na ibinabalik ang aking dating lakas. “Ano ang kailangan mo, Ginoong Funtabella?” tanong ko, ang aking tinig ay matatag kahit na ang aking puso ay nagugulo. Isang mahina ngunit mapanghamong ngiti ang gumuhit sa kanyang mga labi. Lumapit siya nang bahagya, sapat upang madama ko ang init ng kanyang presensya.

And somewhere in that realization— I wasn’t sure anymore if I was becoming whole… or disappearing completely. I closed my eyes. And for the first time in my life… when I tried to imagine myself alone— there was nothing there. Just silence. And his voice echoing inside it. Not as memory. But as structure. As if even my thoughts… had learned to speak his language. Abangan ang susunod na kabanata… Dear Readers, Huwag kalimutang mag-iwan ng bakas o review. Malaking tulong ito para mapaganda pa ang story ko… Huwag niyo ring kalimutang i-add sa library niyo para sa updates… Salamat! 💖

The needle dragged across my skin, vibrating through my arm, and I had to bite my lip just to not make a sound I’d regret. Minutes felt like forever. My thoughts were messy. Angry. Confused. But also weirdly… quiet. Like my brain couldn’t process what was happening fast enough. Then it stopped. Silence. I looked down. OMERTÀ Black ink. Clean lines. Under it, Russian text I didn’t understand. “Meaning?” I asked quietly. Afanas finally spoke. “Silence.” My brows furrowed. “Like… shut up forever silence?” He glanced at me.

“Hunter, I’m clean now.” Nanatiling tahimik si Hunter, ang kanyang silence ay mas powerful kaysa sa anumang salita. Hinila niya si Ayumi palapit, ang kanilang mga katawan ay nagdikit sa isang electric shock. Hinalikan niya ito.

C. Nakangiti kong binuklat ang diyaryo patungo sa page na iyon at kaagad na bumungad ang mensahe niyang tula para sa akin. Whispers of You, My Sinta By: H. A. C. The silent halls still echo with your name, Your voice, a melody I long to hear, No warmth can chase the cold since you first came. The chapel lights flicker, but not the same, Your presence once made every shadow clear,

Bakit kaya siya nandito? Naramdaman kong lumakad ito palapit sa amin. Napahigpit ang hawak ko sa aking bag. Hindi ako lumingon dahil hindi naman pangalan ko ang binanggit niya. Baka isipin pa niyang napaka-assuming ko. "Sapphira..." his soothing voice filled my ears. Natigilan ako. Pakiramdam ko napako ang mga paa ko sa sahig na hindi ko ito magalaw.