Dead Sans Novels & Stories

Kael tapped the screen, and the headline lit up instantly, bold and chilling: **"MYSTERIOUS DEATHS CONTINUE AMID ICE CIRCUIT: THIRD PLAYER FOUND DEAD OUTSIDE ARENA" I took a step closer, reading over his shoulder. The article described how, over the last four days, three players from different teams had been found dead in almoo similar conditions, no visible wounds, just collapsed in alleyways or locker rooms. And all within hours of finishing a game or training session.

“She's dead, there's no pulse.” “We're back to nothing.”

They couldn't have been more than fifteen years of age and were both intelligent looking. "We are the new fates, brothers Jackson and Nowell and you two are Rai, the Grim Reaper and Sebastian, a Death & Life soul cultivator, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jackson stated and presented his open hand to us as he stepped closer. Rai shook it first and said we needed to clean up the mess. "We will deal with it, you both enjoy your newly engaged selves," Jackson grinned. We both thanked them profusely and stood back as they waved their hands over the corpses and the bodies and blood all vanished.

Alex said “No! Don’t do that. This is the only way I can know that she is alive and it is the only way I can find her. Don’t break the bond we have!” Damian said pleadingly His skin started to grow grey gradually. He could feel his nerves deaden with every passing second. He looked at his hands and his fingers were completely dead. “It is Anna, she is temporarily dead” Alex said Damian noticed that the pain of the burning knife in his chest had stopped. He got up, still trying to catch his breath as the effect of his dead partner started to wear off. He got up and tears filled his eyes. He tried to talk but his voice had suddenly disappeared.

she asked. "Soñar," She gasped again and smiled, "I'm so sorry for your loss. I hope Soñar gets repaid badly for his misdeeds," I let out a choked laugh and cleaned my tears, "Soñar is also dead. Dashiell killed him."

Assets = people. Then, on the circled page, two lines. Jin Kwon — reacted to DECAY as a charge, not a rumor. Classified by Marcus on sight. Marcus asked: what lab. And under it: LUS narrates the dead freely. Goes silent only on the living. Torres. Jin. She underlines the last one. The room is colder after she writes it. Outside, the base keeps being alive. A door eases shut. VIBE murmurs. The gate holds in the dark.

He tore her heart out. --- Vesper fell. No regeneration this time. No healing. Her body hit the cobblestones and lay still. Dax stood over her, her heart in his hand, blood dripping from his fingers. He looked at me. "It's done." I nodded. Then he collapsed. --- I crawled to him, Luna Rose pressed against my chest. "Dax. Dax, wake up." His eyes fluttered. "Is she...?" "Dead. You killed her." "Good." He tried to smile. "That's good."

"You'll say anything, won't you? "And on top of that, Scarlett was busy working. You're trying to pin this on her? "Are you even human?" Seth chimed in as well. "Exactly. We don't even know if this person actually died or not, and yet he's pulling this stunt to scare everyone."

The stage has collapsed, and the curtains are burning around us. “We're dead,” I whisper, slumping into the seat Jade was just occupying. Natasha hasn't moved from the spot where she stood since she entered this room. My fingers dig so deeply into my own arms I feel I might draw blood from there. “Daniel, we're dead. Zayn Hemsworth will have us buried in a concrete slab before the police even issue a warrant. He looks like someone who’s capable of smiling right into your face while piercing a knife straight into your chest.”

were bodies. All dead.