Akamega Kill Novels & Stories

His bone was almost visible it was a surprise he could even talk at all. “What is that?” Carl asked leaning closer. Even Noah leaned in to see better. “I may be wrong,” her voice was low but heavy with suspicion. “But he may have been stabbed with the Mekai.” “Mekai? What’s that?” Noah asked. “Do you Ptakkagaris know anything at all? The Mekai is a dangerous liquid that ends our immortally as descendants of the gods. The one thing that can kill all gods forever is a a dagger coated with the Mekai. As creatures of the moon goddess who has the blood of two pantheons in her veins, the Mekai does not necessarily kill us but it doesn’t render our powers useless. Healing becomes impossible and we

Ash took two rapids steps back and braced himself on the ground with one hand. Kenzo took the same two steps back. He then fixed his gaze upon Ash. “Kenzo Harusame!” Ash shouted Kenzo’s name! The battle sword that he had just fought against his opponent with was still trembling slightly. Kenzo replied, “Maru Harusame, did you kill him?” “You’re talking about that bounty hunter of Yamafuji Sai?” Ash smiled as he stood up. “That’s right. I killed him. But, I don't believe you came here today to avenge him. I didn't expect a person like you, a grandmaster figure of Japan Kendo, would accept this kind of underground bounty mission for money.”

I replied. Then my last statement was like a nuclear bomb falling from the sky, shattering the patient in this old shack. Reges suddenly got up from his seat and ran to the kitchen. When I saw him return, my eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I watched Reges come back carrying a long sword he somehow acquired. "I will kill that Alpha! I will kill him for raping and kidnapping Seraphine!" he exclaimed. "What?" I had never felt so surprised before. Since when was Reges so concerned about me?

Her great second niece and my third cousin, on the other hand, has all the bravado with none of the restraint. Kagarra never needed blood weaves to stop a man’s heart in his chest. She does that by looking at one. If that doesn’t do the trick, there’s always those claw daggers of hers that wind up in the vital points of people who don’t even get to blink before they’re dead. No, Shin are not strictly assassins, but Akuma. You have a better chance of sneezing with your eyes open — i.e., physically impossible — than surviving one of the elites that mark you.

Akam’s grin widened, and his fiery gaze locked on Marshall. Marshall’s face twisted in disbelief. “What the hell are you?” Akam took a step forward, each movement causing the room’s temperature to rise. “Someone you shouldn’t have messed with.” Marshall fired again, then again, but each shot was as useless as the first. Akam caught one shell mid-air and crushed it in his fist, the melted fragments hissing as they hit the floor. By the time Akam reached him, Marshall was visibly trembling. Akam grabbed the shotgun and twisted it, the metal screeching in protest before snapping in two.