Dead Cells Crossovers Novels & Stories

The explosion that followed silenced the cries. From the darkness, illuminated by the fire engulfing the train, the figure that had been waiting by the roadside approached the wreckage. He stopped before it and pulled the hood from his face. His face was a horrid affair, a decaying patch with worms crawling out of it. He raised his hand towards the train and the train shivered violently, even as it was still burning. Wraiths of bodies, translucent and glimmering a ghoulish blue, rose from the wreckage. The faces on these wraiths were confused and they seemed to be drawn to the being rather than moving towards the figure by the roadside. On sighting him, they started screaming, high-pitched,

His breathing was rapid and his veins bulged as if he wanted to crush the phone. At the same time, the person in the seat in front of him exclaimed, "Mr. Jennings, Astrid died four years ago!" I did not hear the rest as Death had arrived. "The time has come, Astrid. Are you ready for your soul to be annihilated?" I gently stroked Nicholas's cheek and nodded slightly. "Yeah, let's begin."

"That is what your mother found, Aria. The truth about why Luna bloodlines can be reborn. It is not the Moon Goddess's blessing. It is a crack in reality itself." She moved closer, her violet eyes haunted. "Thirty years ago, there was an event. A cosmic alignment that the cult exploited. They performed a ritual that punched holes between parallel timelines. They thought they could steal power from other realities, other versions of themselves. But instead, they created something worse." "They created a bridge for consciousness," Drake continued, his memories still flooding the room. "When someone with strong enough willpower dies near these reality cracks, their soul does not move forward. I

“Just those touched by cosmic forces. But that’s still millions of beings across realities who might now refuse to die properly. The gap will overflow with consciousness that won’t transition to proper ending. It’s already happening.” It gestures and I see what it means, the gap filling with new dead who aren’t fully dead, beings from across realities who died by cosmic power and now exist in the same in-between state I created. Hundreds of them appear every second. “This is my fault,” I breathe. “Yes,” the Finality agrees without judgment. “You created the Void-Dead state by dying through your own cosmic power. Now it’s spreading as a concept, infecting death itself. Unless we fix this, the

"That is impossible—" "It is advanced. Beyond current technology. But X has resources from sources you have not identified yet. Funding from organizations that do not officially exist. Technology that will not be public for decades." Derek stopped twenty feet away. "And we are just the beginning. X has been rebuilding dead operatives for years. Creating an army of people who officially do not exist. People with nothing to lose. People who died and came back with only one purpose—destroy the Cross family completely." Albert's weapon did not waver. "Then we kill you. All of you. However many resurrections X created."

He stole a glance at Kayden and their eyes locked. His thoughts or rather their thoughts were confirmed by the sudden locking with the other's eyes. But they both pretended as if it's nothing and Justin withdrew his gaze with a beaming smile. In Imperial city, Lily Cruz, also referred to as Mrs Cross, was announced dead. The internet was flooding with her pictures and the news of her sudden demise.

I pulled away from Ambrosia for a moment and just looked back at her. “Us Reavers, the four High Priests, myself and my brothers, we are immortal in every sense of the word. We can't be killed, can't die naturally. So far, there has been nothing that can kill us in all the millennia’s we have been here... That offers a very long and lonely life watching those you love pass, when you know you will never... Regular Reavers will not die naturally, but there are things that can kill them. For instance, The Darkness that Raphael and Rayne battled recently with. The Darkness actually killed Rayne, and The Shadows brought her back. I wasn’t personally there, but I have heard Raphael tell the story.

Vivian died alone in her home, her body not discovered until it had already begun to rot. Only then did a question arise within me. After the deaths of my parents and Vivian, I never saw their souls. So why did I remain? The system finally appeared and answered my doubt. It said it had seen how painful my life had been, and how tragic my death was. So it used its power to keep my soul intact, allowing me to witness their downfall with my own eyes. Now that they were all gone… it was time for me to let go and be reborn.

I didn’t imagine the voice. It was as clear as day, as loud as if she were standing right next to me. And even though my mind is doubting it, my heart knows for a fact that it was her. Except she’s dead. …Right? Or is she “dead” in the same way Headmaster Stroud suspects my father is dead? Meaning, alive somewhere. “Come on,” Alec whispers. He leads the way out of the bush, and we peek around the pool house’s corner. The coast is clear.

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m