Corpse X Sykkuno Novels & Stories

Crash! I stood over the fractured ice once more and swung the axe with every last ounce of strength. I hadn’t removed the camera from my helmet. Immediately realizing what I was doing, Luna screeched, "Sophie, are you crazy?!" I ignored her, continuing to raise my numb arms and swing them down, mechanically repeating the motions until… Crack! With a sharp crack, the ice split completely apart, exposing the heating pipe underneath. Taking aim, I lifted the axe high—

,The voice of a girl named Elsa echoed throughout the corridor. The door to room 304 opened, and the girl named Elsa walked in. Indeed a young, beautiful girl, but as soon as she entered the room to see me, Elsa hurriedly shouted, I panicked, was about to explain, but discovered that the scene where I was standing had changed. In front of me is still the same room, but Elsa, she was hanging from the ceiling, she kept calling for help in vain but no one came to help her, the music sounded..Boom.. Boom. Thunder boomed in the sky, Elsa in front of me was no longer beautiful, but a dry corpse, eyes wide open. I cried out in despair, hoping someone would come to my aid. The space around here seem

It took a moment to process the scene in front of her before shock hit like a bucket of ice cold water and the blonde practically threw herself back to escape the grotesque scene. The two men who had attacked her now lay prone on the ground, eyes staring up at the soft grey sky, but they were empty, lifeless. That was because one head was no longer attached to the body and the other male was ripped open like he had been savaged by some wild beast. The coppery scent of blood hung heavy in the air, mixing with the scent of urine and shit while steam rose from the opened torsos and fingers and limbs twitched. Before falling still.

Soon, her hands had disappeared under his cloth and she was touching his bare chest and he groaned into her mouth. He lifted her and placed her on the island, kissing her deeper. He took off his shirt so that she could have easy access to his body and he was about to take her shirt off when they heard a loud cough, causing them to jerk apart from each other. They both whipped their heads to see where the sound was coming from. " Uhm... we'll wait for you in the living room." Mike said turning to leave quickly, followed by a woman who was wearing a smirk on her face.

Satisfied, they could finally move to the hot topic and jump on the bomb Zen slipped earlier. “So, who is going to be our new and final party member?” Sasha gushed and leaned closer in anticipation. She hoped it would be another female so that she need not room together with two absolutely scary powerhouses. Zen grinned and showed them a picture. “This is the person you shot but did not manage to kill during the event. It took me a long time to go through every clip to find him. The name is Damian Gorski, but I believe most people know him as Cyborg.”

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

The demons were brown in colour with hideous faces and nine inch tongues, which wriggled out of their mouths. There were corpses of men and women floating in the stream of blood around him. How he walked on the surface of blood, he couldn’t explain. The male corpses were in black knee-length suits and purple ties, while the female corpses were in black suits, purple camisoles and purple brooches. He observed something about the corpses – they were facing the sky, with a katana held in their hands, atop their abdomen. The perspiration increased all over his body, as he hoped to see a normal human being until…

Our players tried to stop him, but he didn’t stop. My heartbeat raced when Zack approached him from behind and attacked Kaelen. My throat tightened. Without any warning, the memories of that night rushed forward. Kaelen had cradled my remains in his arms as though I was something precious, even though there had been almost nothing left of me. Then he buried me himself. And after that... He had hunted down everyone responsible for my death. I had seen it all. Because I hadn't disappeared when I died. I remained behind.

The smell of blood mixed with decay hit him like a wave, making him frown involuntarily. His face paled when he saw the dark red chunks of flesh mixed with bits of bones in the bag, hands trembling as he gripped the bag. "This…they're truly monsters!" Zack said, his tone filled with pity. After putting on gloves, he carefully took all the chunks of flesh and bits of bones out of the bag. "This is just too cruel!" Zack's eyes reddened, looking beyond enraged. Seeing him like this, I suddenly recalled how, three years ago, his eyes were just as red in anger—all because I was kneeling at the door, begging him not to kick me out.

Frank replied, not surprised to hear that it was a repeat offender Soon, Trevor called him as well. "Mr. Lawrence, Sohil Zomer and Borc Zomer are both members of Corpsedale." "Corpsedale…?" Frank had never heard of the name. "Their biggest supporter is Hundred Bane Sect, and they are involved in human trafficking, collecting corpses as well as selling various unusual poisons that Hundred Bane Sect makes. One might say that they're one the worst groups in Draconia and have no principles to speak of at all."