Death Note Beyond Novels & Stories

As soon as the voices vanished, I slowly opened my eyes and I was welcomed by a dark room with a window, letting some of the light crawl inside the room. I reminisced about everything as I was sitting alone in this gloomy place whilst staring at Madreign’s bloody flag. Beside me was a black rose. My attention was then stolen by a bird’s cry. As I gazed at it, it flew away. We fought together, but I was the only one left. If I could just bring back the past, I would. I would love us to reunite again and fly a kite on the mountain. Did I make the right judgment? I . . . brought them to death, and people still call me a hero. Maximaze Lativitus Park, the notorious Death Judge of Normous became

“You can purge it. End everything. Or lock it forever—take the burden. Your choice.” Emotional climax built slow—years of auctions, betrayals, viruses, deaths crashing together. Sofia’s flatline. Nadia’s smile as she died. Anya’s fevered eyes. Dante and Rocco—bleeding beside me through every hell. I pressed down—retinal scan flaring, heartbeat locking. “Final heir override. All remaining strains terminating. Global network permanent shutdown. Node self-destruct in sixty seconds.” Console flashed green—codes scrolling to zero. Servers overheated—fans screaming, lights strobing red.

Blake exhaled sharply but reopened the file. Reluctantly. Carefully. This time, he didn’t rush. He read. Line by line. And slowly— His expression changed. “This… doesn’t make sense,” he muttered. “What?” I asked. “These dates,” he said, flipping a page. “They don’t match.” My chest tightened. “What do you mean?” Cesare stepped closer. “Show me.” Blake pointed. “This procedure… it’s recorded after her death.” Silence. Cold. Unforgiving.

Selene I didn't go back to my quarters, I had nothing that I needed, because when the orders came in I moved straightway. By the time the noise at the safehouse died down I was already getting ready, strapping on my weapons and planning my route, the file was burning a hole in my mind not with questions but with coordinates. Order From: Sector Twelve. Event Location: Abandoned townhouse. Comment: No confirmed kill. That last part didn't sit well with me. It didn't belong in a report like this, it didn't belong in my world.

"Your father has been waiting for you for years. He didn't look for a new girlfriend, and he didn't take a wife. He bought a small house and has been waiting for you this whole time. Are you willing to return to his side?" I nodded. The system breathed a sigh of relief. It then informed me that once I died in this world, I would be able to see Dad. I removed my clothes and made a noose before tying it to the cage. I had seen something similar on TV in the past. I would die once I put my head in the hole and let myself hang from it. Fortunately, the cage was big enough, and I was quite short. It didn't take long for me to start choking for air once I put my head in the hole. However, I became

nothing has ever been the same. It wasn't until later that Nara accepted what everyone else did, that her sister was probably never going to come back, nor was the shadows lord, something happened to them, the same thing that changed the world and its map for good, revealing lands beyond the dead ones where they thought was the end of everything…

Beatrice pondered for a long time before saying, "On the second day of my mother's death, when I went to the funeral home to arrange my mother's body in the morgue, a man suddenly appeared in front of me. “He handed me a USB drive, saying, 'If you want to know how your grandfather died, take a look at this! The Keller family suffered, and you are the only one who can seek revenge! Keep it safe, or you'll be in danger too!' After he finished speaking, he turned and left." "Do you have any idea who that man was?" Beatrice shook her head, "I don't know. Afterward, I secretly looked at the information inside. To be honest, I couldn't understand it at first. However, I did realize that my grandfa

The flames were a strange, ghostly blue. The world around us began to collapse. The ceiling caved in, revealing the endless, pitch-black void beyond. Through the blaze, I heard the giant mechanical eyeball let out a piercing scream before it finally exploded. The violent blast swallowed me whole. This time, however, I didn't feel the agony of dying. What I felt was a kind of detachment. It was like my soul was being yanked out of this body and dropped into a deeper layer of reality.

The last thing Callum saw in his consciousness was an angry Stephen leaping on him, he wrapped him inside his arms and his canines punctured the pulsating vein in his neck. And everything black out. *********** Tabby

Hands grab me and hold me back and I fight to throw them off. “Let go of me!” Shawn, my father’s beta and Sandra’s father holds me back. “Come to your senses Celine.” He snarls. “Let go! No, Lor! Wake him up!” My denial has crumbled under the weight of the truth. Hart is dead, the latest victim in the gruesome series of murders via desiccation. “No.” I turn into his shoulder and cry, my heart breaking for the second time in only so many hours. “Sorry Celine, you may not touch him.” My father says, staring at the body gravely. “We don’t know if that can be contacted with touch.”