Corpse X Sykkuno Novels & Stories

It was as if a massive battle had begun. Tyr and Xyris walked towards the door and listened to the sounds of battle coming from inside. Tyr still had a hint of confusion written all over his face. “Xyris, what is going on?” She calmed down a bit and explained, “Boss, the corpse you saw just now should be a result of the Dark Corpse Spell.” “Dark Corpse Spell?” Tyr asked in confusion. “What the hell is that?” Xyris answered, “It is a type of very evil Maddox Kodoku spell. Some evil Kodoku practitioners refine a type of parasite. After the refining process, the practitioner puts those parasites into a corpse, using it as a vessel for the parasites.

Faint chanting sounds echoed through the air, creating an eerie atmosphere. With this attack landing while the Mountain Mover and Lumen continued their assault, cracks finally appeared on the cocoon. "Damn it!" Felix kept up his relentless attacks. He was really giving everything he had, and he felt his soul energy rapidly dropping. He had gone all-in, holding nothing back. Suddenly, as the cracks on the cocoon multiplied, it finally shattered with a strange noise that made the soul tremble. At that moment, Felix saw what was inside—Koros' body was half black and half red, which looked extremely bizarre.

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

The man scoffed disdainfully, "It doesn't matter since you're about to die. I'm Ghost Shadow, and she's Madam Bones!" Sebastian nodded slightly. "Alright, if you insist on dying, I'll grant your wish." "Fool!" Ghost Shadow shouted as he drew a sword from his waist. The sword's tip shimmered with a dark glow, transforming into a black streak aimed at Sebastian's chest. Sebastian's expression changed immediately. Ghost Shadow was indeed a disciple of the Corpse Sect, and the sword was soaked in corpse fog. A strike from this sword wouldn't just kill; it would also cause the victim to suffer unbearably from the corpses' energy, eventually leading to a horrific death.

I am Cassandra. “Yes, you heard it right… I am Cassandra Felix'' I said and showed him my necklace that surprised him more, and I know it will happen and the expression on his face makes me laugh. He looks like seeing a ghost, shocked and frozen. I know that he is still trying to absorb everything that is why I help him absorb what is going on, because I don’t want to kill him just like that. Of course knowing the reason is more satisfying than killing him, just like that. In just a snap.

I've always had naturally low energy, so growing up, I basically treated myself like I was a corpse. While other kids are learning to talk and walk, I'm busy figuring out how to keep my body temperature low and my heart rate down. In a game of hide-and-seek at preschool, my classmate locks me in a cabinet. I'm fine being alive or dead, so I just hold my breath and wait for death to take me. I even thoughtfully arrange myself like I'm on a slab in the morgue. When he finally opens the door and sees me looking dead, he bursts into tears and wets himself, saying he's killed somebody. Later on, a human trafficker spots me on the street. The second his hand clamps over my mouth, I slip right

My sister came home three years after she went missing. But every time she saw me, she lost control and tried to kill herself. She blamed me for failing to protect her. My parents begged me with tears in their eyes. "Move down to the basement. We owe her this much. Don't hold it against her. Once she gets better, you can move back upstairs, okay?" I agreed. Seven years passed, and I slowly became invisible in my own home. Then, this Christmas, Mom finally invited me to celebrate with the family. I had barely picked up the knife to cut the cake when my sister suddenly screamed. I jumped up, but before I could react, my sister snatched the cake knife and slashed her own wrist. Mom lunged at me