Anko Death 소설 & 이야기

Desmond replied "Okay, let's say am the girl, and I'm destined to kill you then why do you still love me" "I don't know" "What if I still have to kill you?" Nirvana asked "or you finally found a way to change the fate?" "Don't worry.. back them I had less powers but now, I won't allow it happen" he replied "So what happened to that Kono?" "When Stone came back, Kono was punished and locked up for killing sera. His powers were drained and since then, no one knows of his whereabout.. but I think he is still alive. He was the one that splited your soul"

Ivan's every step echoed like a god of death in the dark night, bringing the darkest, fiercest gloom. The two men who had just detonated the bomb were lying on the ground, his body full of fresh blood, blood flowing freely. There were snakes crawling around on the ground, looking pitifully at them. Ivan took the gun from his subordinates and pointed it at one of them in the temple. "Are you aware of the consequences of challenging me?" "I'm not sure; I'm just following orders." He responded haltingly. Ivan stroked the gun, his eyes flashing with a deep glint. Ivan didn't say anything before kicking the man in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground once more.

The underground was alive with violence. A symphony of blood and bone colliding in the ring, of men who had nothing left to lose betting it all on a single punch. The air was thick with sweat, iron, and the weight of desperation. Kane sat alone in his private room. The dim glow of the overhead light cast sharp shadows across his face. He exhaled, glancing at the clock. 1:55 AM. A knock at the door. His patience was thin tonight.

“DEATH, REBIRTH, REINCARNATION, AND CHANCE. SHALL I LAY UNTO YOU THE REAAL DEAL OF THE SEVEN EXISTING WORLDS, WHERE THE ORIGINAL AND THE ROT OF ALL LIES TO WHAT I CALL,” SHINZO DIMENSION

That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death. For most, it is a blessing. The ultimate salvation. A key to Ajooni—transcendence beyond the cycle of suffering. But for others, it is a curse. An unshakable shackle. Zander King was the Death Wolf’s Soul Corona. Its final human form. And that was why he could fight it, wrestle back control. No other host in history had ever managed such a feat. Not even Thaneous. A scream tore from Zander’s lips, his eyes flickering between the beast’s crimson and his own tormented brown before settling—finally—on brown. He gasped, dragging himself forward, his limbs trembling, his breath ragged.

"the possibility is still one out of ten, the man said. His gift was a bit based on accessing future, the only reason he didn't trust isekai even though on having gift like that was because he can't see anything concerning isekai. On the outskirt of the village the choosed warriors was still trying to hold off Kakashi and his fighters. "you have always been prepared and was only waiting," Ankara said with a smile as a little cut appeared on the throat of the man rushing toward her. "of course sister, there can never be a peaceful coexistence between us, we are like water and fire, we can never exist that long together," Kakashi said as he rushed towards Ankara. Actually Ankara and Kakashi wh

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?

{Special delivery, boss,} Ankou announces in his doll-like voice which always sounds like it’s coming from a phonograph record embedded in him. The only difference this time is his head with the Cheshire-cat grin has been torn off and is tucked under his arm. {Spank these foul creatures back to our hole sweet hell.} Without warning, Ankou’s voice is reduced to gurgling, as though the doll had suddenly been thrown into a fire. At Hell’s Helm, Spinstra has just sliced his throat.

,I said to Ank. “Well you will die first because your love will kill you,Rilee Silvenia”,Ank said that surprised me.She knows my name.How? “What are you talking about?Where did you get that news?”I asked. It seemed like I knew nothing. “Will we fool each other,Rilee Brooklyn Stuart Silvenia?”she asked.She also knows my full name. *** “I have to tell you something”,Ank told Rilee. “I’m one of you.I am Annastasia Katherine Silvenia, very well-known as Ank Ferre,your enemy”,she added. “Nice to meet you my lovely cousin”,she said then slapped Rilee.