Death Battle Godzilla Novels & Stories

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

One, just except my fate because I was tired as hell and had no will power in me to fight or fight despite my body not being fully awake because I had a daughter to life for and didn’t want everyone to come home to a lifeless body laying on the kitchen floor bleeding to death. Of course I went with the second choice because who the hell will I be if I let some intruder dressed like a damn ninja end my life. I’m the Shadow of death for god sakes so I wasn’t about to accept death so easily. So here I was crouched over the lifeless body of the mystery ninja who turned out to be a woman. Pulling the dagger out from her head, blood came pouring out staining the marble floor.

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

Isa—I’m pretty sure that the explosion came from their location! WHAT HAPPENED EARLIER KEPT COMING BACK TO MY MIND. I will never forget that. I lost my favourite pet and there’s a possibility that Gertude, General, and Isa were already dead. I observed the place where I was standing. The sky was no longer so peaceful. It was dark and full of blood-colored smoke. I lowered my gaze. This already happened before, and it was happening again. I’ve already seen countless piles of corpses—corpses of warriors before while today, I saw children who used to play happily outside their homes among the rotten dead bodies.

said God of Death, pointing at Elva. Everyone nodded their heads. “Especially the Moon Goddess,” he chuckled. A dark hole was forming before Elva. Elva’s disheveled and gloomy spirit was being dragged down to hell. The misshaped of other ghouls was cackling with enthusiasm. The God of Death’s black shadow warp into the ground and vanished. The coldness around them disappeared and they could breathe normally again. “Phew! I never want to meet the God of Death again,” said Prince Bo.

She must have sensed his fury. “What are you doing out here in the river Styx? Don’t you know you could have DIED?” He held her arms and shook her. For gods and demigods, going in the river Styx does not affect them in any way. But for mortals, the river Styx is deadly. It absorbs the life force of the human until it becomes lifeless. “That would be better than not trying to escape!” She countered. “Why would you even escape?” “You do not understand.”

Then came a sharp gasp, then another until the silence shattered completely. “What?” a man breathed, his voice cracking in disbelief. “That’s not possible…” another whispered, her hand flying to her chest. “No one survives the God of War.”

There are kinds of violence that become worse when given language. Von Biljon is taken. The final two committee members are taken with her. ARBITER ends in the dirt on the third morning, precisely where Maya’s operation says it will. The plan works. All of it. Except for Dex. He lies where he fell. Torres crouches over him. Torres, who is whole. Torres, whose body is already healing what the recall did to it. Torres, untouched by the round meant for her. She makes a sound Maya has never heard a wolf make.

The figure I had always known. Then time snapped back. The lights hummed. A monitor beeped. Somewhere down the hall, a voice called out. The baby was gone, but the room already knew what had been taken. Death did not move. Invisible now, unseen by the living, he lingered. He watched the mother enter. Watched her smile falter. Watched confusion fracture into terror. When her cry finally broke free, it shattered the air. Death flinched. Not visibly. Not the way a human would.

Vanessa’s sharp voice cut through the heavy silence: “That’s... impossible. She’s dead. We saw her fall.” Damien’s dark eyes hardened, jaw tightening. “We thought she was dead... before.” A War Reborn The screen shifted, displaying satellite footage of something massive rising from the depths of the ocean—a warship-like structure, sleek and armored, deadlier than anything we’d ever faced. Suddenly, static crackled through the secured comms, breaking the fragile silence. "You thought you ended me... but I was never yours to kill..."