Benimaru Death Novels & Stories

In the instant he jumped, Marcus thought that it would be best if he could somehow get to the alternate universe where Risa never existed. It would be best if he met Amanita first. Unfortunately, there was no such thing in life. He had lost it all. Before Marcus died, he removed the bomb from his body. Thus, he was the only fatality from his jump. No one else was hurt. Amanita and Samuel got married successfully, and Dennis ended up arranging for Marcus’s funeral. “Marcus, I hated you when you were alive.” Standing before Marcus’s grave, Dennis took out a bottle of wine and poured a glass to place before the gravestone. Dennis drank the rest of the bottle.

A bomb inside my chest. I dropped the phone. Just like that. Let it fall. Behind me, I heard Jeremy whisper my name. “Zenya?” I stayed still for a long time, just staring at the wall like if I focused hard enough, I could force reality to shift. Like I could make it untrue. That call. That voice. Those words. He is dead. Benito. The only one left in this world who looked at me and saw something good. Even when I didn’t. Especially when I didn’t. My brother. My last blood. Gone.

The Tokyo Commissioner almost rolled his eyes, as he certainly was lying, and Yoshitaka himself had told him to do it. Still, he pretended to sigh somberly and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Mitsui, but your brother is truly dead. It appears that many yakuza members and hitmen stormed Tokyo Dome tonight to kill Tanya Sweet for the bounty on her head, and your brother was unfortunately caught in between." Yoshiyasu listened, his hand clenching over his chest as his heart beat twice as fast from excitement, and not misery. Still, the show must go on.

“Mom, I think Aunty Joan is right. We’d better wait here!” After thinking about it, Ben sat down and said, “Worst comes to worst, we’ll all die together! If they were killed by the enemy, we won’t be spared anyway!” “Ugh! Why am I so unlucky? I’ve just become a martial artist, hoping to live a longer life. I didn’t expect to die this soon at all! Why is my life so unfortunate, so bitter!”

Maps on the walls, reports stacked neatly on a plain desk. Nothing personal except a single picture frame turned face down. "Your friend?" I asked gently, gesturing to the frame. Marcus picked it up, fingers tracing the edge. "Ben. We grew up together. Became Beta together. He was—" His voice cracked. "He was good. Kind. Patient with young wolves. And that girl burned him alive." "She did not mean to. That does not erase your loss, but it matters." "Does it? He is still dead." Marcus set the frame down carefully. "Tell me why I should let her live.

I never thought things would end like this, and it'd end up killing him…" When Dad was escorted out of the interrogation room, Mom finally arrived in a hurry. She strode over and asked anxiously, "Officer, what happened to my husband?" The officer looked at her gravely. "We discovered that your son, Callum Jones, has been deceased for over a week. The cause of death was a pulmonary embolism resulting from a traffic accident. "In addition, he was subjected to illegal AI human modification procedures." "What?" Mom looked like she had been struck by lightning. She whipped around and turned to Dad, her eyes filled with pure shock and disbelief. "Callum is dead? But how? How the hell is that poss

He noticed this didn't work and continued, "Now your mother, that's another case" he said, This got the desired result he wanted, jason bucked and strained under the hold of the veratu. "How would you feel to give her a befitting burial?" He said, "You lay one finger on her Marxis, just one and-" "You will do what exactly?" He replied with anger also, "Kill me, I'm sorry your father already did that to me!" He shouted, Jason stared at him, what had his father done to him?. Illummino said his father made a lot of wrong choices, could this case be the one that lead to his untimely death?. Marxis saw his look and laughed bitterly,

Bozo had suffered the same fate and his men had been too late to save him. "Now I will die a happy man, knowing that I met my mother in the end," Bozo smiled. Blood was trickling out of his eyes, nose, and ears, and seeing him like this made Ejima's heart snap into a thousand pieces. She wished for death, it would be pleasant if she followed her children into the void, into the world where there was no suffering, pain, or death. "Stay with me," Ejima cried, "Kachi, find a healer. Stay with me son."

Worth Revenge Amar look at Suzu's body with a satisfied smile. Because he has already received a well -deserved reward for his actions. Amar tell his men to throw Suzu's body to his pet crocodiles. "Adam, tell our men to throw Suzu's body to my pet crocodiles." Amar orders to Adam. Adam shook his head and walked away from Amar's presence. After changing clothes, Amar and Rio return to the hospital to see Kalf. Because he wanted to repay Suzu's actions, Amar did not have time to meet Kalf when he woke up.

“I have no reason to do such a thing. You have hundreds of allies, but they are incredibly unloyal and will defect to me when they learn that their leader has been killed. Your time is up, Amadeus. I don’t want to do this, but you have forced my hand. Any last words before I send you on a long journey?” “No,” Amadeus defiantly replied. He then closed his eyes tightly and awaited his fate. “Well, then, vfalon zenipithernomos! Goodbye forever!” Marcus yelled before stabbing his enemy’s chest and penetrating his most vital organ. Amadeus stopped breathing and fell into an eternal sleep. The man with the crimson cloak reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote-like object. He pulled a pin o