Death Battle Next Novels & Stories

“I am so tired of seeing this wonderful town slowly dies. And whatever happens to me in that battle field, I will gladly face it. I’ll rather die fighting!” Every ear heard that. And they saw the passion in my eyes. “You heard the girl, she’ll fight the lord,” Alpha then grin. “Then let’s prepare. After a week will be good? Huh, Beta?” The Beta was thorn into half. He look at me, I moved my head sideways. “This is the destiny given to me, let it be.” With that, the battle was fully scheduled. In about 7 days from now, under the blood moon, we shall learn who’s throne to bring down. Is it the Alpha or the Hidalgo.

The Lighten coughs in blood trying to resist from the five beings. “This is hilarious! He really thinks he can still live after this.” Matteo grab the Lighten’s head and let him see the battlefield. “See?” The southern borders is covered with blood and corpses of the defeated battalion. The sand is all red, dark, and stinky. The battle has almost ended and the sight has brought pleasure to the victorious squad. “See?’’ “c-Cr-cro-crossbr-…crossbreeds…I-“ Matteo strikes him to death with his sharp stone mold. “That ends it here.”, Matteo satisfyingly said while looking at the dead Lighten.

He passed the laptop back to Mya and said, “Are you afraid of death?” The men were slightly startled and exchanged glances. One of the younger ones said, “Sir, is there a single man in Wyvern Peak who’s afraid of death? We all climbed our way through mountains of corpses during the battle against the outlands, so why would we be afraid of death now?” This young man’s codename was Daemon. Adrian smiled upon hearing this. “This enemy we’re currently facing is different from the previous ones. Before, we were only going up against the outlanders, people whom we could kill whenever we wanted. But this time, we’re going up against our own.”

Their bodies crashed against trees, uprooting them with the sheer force of their battle, leveling the land beneath them. They moved too fast—mere blurs in the chaos—only visible when their bodies slammed into the earth, shaking the very foundations of the world. Until both were drenched in blood. Pinned beneath him, Heratte lay in a pool of her own darkness, her chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. The Death Wolf loomed over her, his teeth bared, his growl reverberating through the battlefield. “You… you killed my Selene.” His voice was raw, guttural, trembling with unfiltered rage. “I will fucking end you.”

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.

I say taking a sip of my water His surprise showed on his face, "No?" He asks "Death!" I shouted for my mate In the snap of a finger, he was standing beside me, "Mhm?" He looks at me "Can you like get your friend away from me please, this is harassment," I sigh taking another sip of my water "Ares," Death addresses the guy tiredly "How did she do that?" He asks Death "Well she's a Goddess and she already found her mate, so your magic doesn't work on her," Death tells him

"Now what? Do we all retreat to Bolotano and wait this out, or continue with some different form of attack?" Death looked at the smashed pieces of the war table. He had a similar feeling to when he discovered the lycan's atrocities centuries ago. His body felt hollow, and his mind nearly empty. The words in his head overwrote what he knew was logical. "All of you should stay safe." He changed to his hunter form "I plan on hunting..." "You can't be serious!" Lucifer shouted. The chilling feeling from Death didn't stop Lucifer from continuing. "You can't fight all three of them! This isn't Ragnarok, you don't have the help of the other Riders, and Satan's actually talented at battle, unlike Mo

But I held my ground, matching her strike for strike. “You’re persistent,” she said, her voice cold. “And you’re finished,” I replied. As the battle reached its climax, Jessica and Marcus joined me, their combined efforts forcing Elara back. “You can’t win,” Elara hissed, her voice laced with desperation. “We already have,” I said, driving my dagger into her chest. Her scream echoed through the clearing as she crumpled to the ground, her body dissolving into ash.

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

Hybrid Corpse Seeker Preferred method to eliminate the assigned duties of Death. Can only be destroyed by a crossbow arrow to the thorax or sword through the spinal cord. Usually in the form of a Banshee. Rated 90% in kill success. "Did you learn any weaponry during my prison years," I asked him curiously and he stared at me with an open mouth. I shook my head and patted his back. "I'll teach you how to fire a medieval crossbow, I know how to sword fight already," I mumbled confidently. Rai looked at me and frowned.