Animes Gore Novels & Stories

The next second, the Patchwork Monster tore the man in half. He tossed the body outside casually. Just then, a crisp, bell-like voice sounded outside. “It’s after work hours, who’s so rude as to be throwing bodies around?” A young girl with three heads and eight arms appeared at the doorway. With just one look at the shop, anger filled her voice, and her hair stood on end. “Who the hell had a death wish and smashed the Number One Must-Eat shop in the entire horror game?”

“Oh, so you won’t come out? Fine. Then I’ll smash all your d*mn flowers!” He stormed forward and stomped the flowers into pieces. At that moment, I suddenly remembered something Lucas once told me. In horror games, players who refused to participate usually died horribly. Back then, I thought he was just making up stories, but it seemed like maybe I really should’ve believed him. “Sir, wait, don’t–” Before I could finish my sentence, the crushed flowers suddenly regenerated. On top of that, they grew larger and larger until the enormous petals swallowed the man whole. A scream rang out, and then silence fell. All that remained on the ground were two severed limbs and a pool of blood.

He was about to say ‘my friends. “Gairoshi is a phrase from the old language of Apharoth. It means grit for glory,” explained Chaos. A strong wind blew outside the tent and some of the cold breeze got in. Carysse knew she felt the icy air but also felt it from her insides. It was like Gairoshi was a bad omen.

I whispered softly, the words a chilling promise of the horrors to come. With deliberate precision, I donned my gloves, the cool leather a stark contrast to the fiery intensity burning within me. I looked down at him once more, and that was when I saw it: the flicker of desperation in his eyes. But it wouldn’t save him. Nothing would. Author POV: *Gore* Screams pierced the air, echoing in Ace's ears as the only sound amidst the chaos. It was a twisted symphony that, strangely, brought him an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

I called over my shoulder Burney nodded and leapt what took me four steps to cover before disappearing through the broken pane. I stepped in after him and cringed, landing on top of the wet flesh of a Taken. Panic coursed through my veins as I stepped off its cooling body. All his wounds were glass related, which meant the shade was still here. I swallowed my fear and looked up.

Beto asked, feeling confused. “Because there hasn’t been any casualty. The hunters gave up after a few tries too, and even no senior hunters are interested to hunt this thing because it’s annoying. That’s why one of us voted to send the request to the Adventurers Guild.” Kasuga explained. “The Gori-gori is just too smart for everyone to take down. And it’s too annoying for everyone to stay. Some hunters were invited, but due to the agility, they gave up. It’s just like the bigger version of lesser monkey beasts, like Sarupi or Bozinky, so no one return to actually help get rid of the beast. But they helped in taking the last letter shipment since the windlets from Higurashi were scared.” Kas