Asphyxiation Tokyo Ghoul Novels & Stories

The torch flame turns instantly blue before extinguishing completely, plunging the hallway into terrifying crimson darkness. Malcolm’s knees shatter against the stone floor as the massive pressure slams into his spine. He screams in agony, his blade clattering uselessly against the flagstones as his internal wolf whines in utter, absolute submission. "AAAGH!" Mason roars, dropping to his hands and knees beside his father, coughing up a mouthful of dark blood as his lungs fight against severe Oxygen Deprivation. His skin turns a faint, sickening shade of Blue-Tint Syndrome under the oppressive weight of my bloodline.

GINA’S POV I was sinking into darkness, suffocated by the shadows closing in as I delved deeper into the abyss. My heart pounded with unbearable pain as I struggled to breathe. I thrashed around, but my limbs remained frozen, as if an unseen force held my body down, and pushed me further into the surrounding darkness. I tried to scream but I felt something lodge in my throat. It pushed back and deeper, burning as tears forcefully sprang out from my eyes. I stopped struggling when I realized there was no use.

“What did you see?” Elias pulled back slow. “He used shadow suffocation on her. Covered her nose and mouth with his hands. Pushed pure void magic straight into her lungs. Not just cutting off air. The darkness went deeper. It poisoned her blood. Made her brain starve for oxygen while the shadows ate at her from the inside. That’s why she’s like this. Trapped between life and death. Body breathing but mind locked away.” Lila’s knees almost gave out. She grabbed the edge of the table. “So… is she gonna make it? Or is this it?”

The suffocation drained every bit of strength from her body. The color drained from her face, leaving it pale and faintly gray. Through her fading vision, all she could see were the man’s cold, ruthless eyes. After all these years, he still looked at her the same way. Just as she thought she was about to die at his hands, he suddenly threw her aside. With nothing holding her up, Sasha collapsed to her knees. Air rushed back into her throat, and she clutched her neck, coughing violently as color slowly returned to her face.

So all Nika has to do now is to pretend dead and wait for the strangler tree to release her. However, their words of advice fell on deaf ears. Nika was not paying them any heed at all no matter how hard they try to call out for her name. Due to her panic, Nika could not exactly think straight anymore. Panic clouded her rationality as more vines tried to pull her. They seem to become more aggressive, eager to send her to her early demise. Some vines even started aiming at her neck to strangle her, almost cutting all the supply of oxygen from coming in. If this was allowed to go on, it will just only take a matter of time before she dies of asphyxiation. All she wanted to do now is to escape a

Ashley's POV The atmosphere in the room changed in an instant. With a hiss, several seams along the edges of the wall cracked open and through them a thick greyish gas blasted out in every direction. The walls blurred first, the lights flickering wildly. At my first breath after this, I staggered backwards, coughing as the gas clawed into my lungs like burning fingers. Niko fell to his knees, coughing hard too. Rhea held her chest, gasping terribly beside me.

His eyes quickly constricted, as he fiercely had his hands wrapped around Aysel's slender neck, choking her up. " You dare not utter one more word about Scarlett if you wish to see longer days ahead.." He said in a chilling tone as his fingers tightened around her neck. Aysel let out a desperate cry for help as she struggled to draw in a breath. His fingers were wrapped tightly around her neck, and despite her attempts to loosen his grip, it only grew tighter. The lack of oxygen made her feel lightheaded, and she could feel her blood circulation slowing down. Her face began to turn a deep shade of purple, and every breath became a struggle for survival

Sasha suddenly said as if it was the most normal thing, “we blue Slayers have developed a scientific procedure called Hyōnemuri no Jutsu (Ice Slumber). It’s very experimental, last-resort type of stuff. We learned how to dilute the poison of the fugu fish so it can be used to lower a Slayer’s metabolic rate, help them enter a self-induced coma and survive extended periods of extreme cold or hibernation. Test subjects also injected a lot of sugar in their bodies as a form of antifreeze. You see, frostbite happens when the water in our blood turns to ice and our cells become dehydrated and die. Simply put, blue Slayers have mastered the art of becoming super-sweet popsicles.” A long, uncomfort

Yanyan looked back and for a second he looked afraid. "Impossible..." He went to Ashly side and tried to keep her body steady. He frantically reached for a syringe and injected the clear liquid into her body. Nothing changed. Prea pulled harder on the rope, it scratched on her wrist she could feel blood leaking out of them. She watched as Yanyan tried to keep Ashly calm, but the latter kept moving and trying to pull on her tied arms and legs. Prea felt the rope loosen and she ripped it off. She tried standing, only to fall onto the floor. Before she even reached out to untie her feet, she heard a loud cling, followed by another. She looked up to find Aahly sat up, eyes exactly how they had b

To be in the embrace of the God of Sex and Death - lust, passion, asphyxiation, climax, pain, agony, passage, bliss, decay. All the sensations juxtapose in my withering mind. Water. I need it, desperately. Hot sweat wets my blindfold and flows down my face in a stream. Back and forth, I slide forcefully with the last of my strength. I'm about to collapse. The collar on my neck is stealing my breaths. I exhale groans and take in nothing. My mouth has emptied. Slow suffocation. The blood is restrained. The ultimate asphyxiation. I have completed the death posture.