Dead Deku Novels & Stories

Then, Alice collected her thoughts and said to Dewey happily, "Congratulations, Master." "Hmm!" Dewey nodded. He was expressionless, but deep down, he still felt downcast. 'I've anticipated fighting with Kye, but he died all of a sudden, and my effort has gone to waste.' That caused Dewey to feel listless. 'This…' The disciples stared at each other, and they looked perplexed. 'The Sect Master is dead, and Dewey wants to take over the position as the Sect Master.' 'What should we do?' Little did those disciples know that Kye was not dead but only comatose. Darryl only said that to make Dewey give up.

Something that could wipe humanity off the map. “The ones who survive… are becoming… something else,” I murmured under my breath, barely able to believe it. “Zombies,” I whispered. The word hung in the air. Rebecca shuddered. “I can’t believe it. It’s happening so fast. What do we do?” “We study it,” I said firmly, more to myself than to her. “I need to get to the bottom of this. We need samples, data, whatever we can get our hands on.”

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

Then I turn the first card. Death. The familiar image appears at first — the dark rider mounted on a horse moving steadily forward while the world around him changes. Then the image shifts. The rider is no longer faceless. The armor is different. The posture is unmistakable. My breath catches. Kieran. Not exactly him… but close enough that the meaning settles instantly in my chest. The moment passes as quickly as it came. The illustration returns to normal. But the card has already said what it needed to say.

I wanted to hit him, and I wanted to pull him into a kiss that would stop both our hearts. ​"Every time we get intimate, I die," I whispered, my hand moving up to his chest, feeling the frantic thrum of his heart through his shirt. "Is that the curse, Julian? Or is it your mercy?" ​"It’s neither," he said, his eyes darkening as the Duke’s silver mist began to swirl in his pupils. "It’s the Debt. And right now, it’s hungry."

After a few seconds of silence from his end, he decided to speak up. "I don't know how to say this but I'm sorry to say that.......your family is no longer alive." "What rubbish are you talking about? How dare you joke like this, Mr. Gaikwad?" I rebuked him furiously. I wasn't going to believe such a thing.

His voice was getting frantic. Duke was not moving; his eyes were shut and his skin glistened with the first drops of rain that had come with the rumbling sky. “Duke!” Tim screamed. He had felt the panic in Jason’s voice and young as he was, he understood what that meant. Jack stood by the side, tears glimmering in his eyes. It seemed the boy had already given up on life before it started. “He is dead, is he not?” he asked.

Nora said, "Henry suddenly said a few days ago that he wanted to be a groom. I was just trying to help him recover quickly. Don't worry, once we're registered and done with the wedding, I'll immediately apply to the court to revoke the declaration of your death and restore our marriage." I let out a cold laugh and shrugged her hand off me. Staring at the marks all over her body, I said icily, "A fake wedding? If it's just a fake wedding, who gave you all those marks on your body? It seems like our marriage is the fake one!"

Thing that caused Death Compiler to rage. "What escaped? How did she escape? And why did she do that? I thought she wanted to die so she committed suicide and broke my list! Now she merged with the others? Humans are so demented! " In her anger the whole room really shook as if things will not last long from the very strong presence of the Death Compiler.