Debut Or Die Characters Novels & Stories

She has no idea that that's what I've been struggling with this whole time. "The thing about me is, if I were to go over there now, as I am, they'd know something was up. My status over there is deceased; dead. I died trying to pass my Testing, even though it went nothing like how it was supposed to be for anyone else." I scrubbed my face, trying to regain feeling in my right hand. "So you're a bit like someone else I know." the girl says instead, and I freeze. "What do you mean?" I ask instead. "One of my friends went through the System and the Testing just like you. And she's still alive."

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

“JASON PASCUAL.” The next candidate, no, the next character name. One of the interesting characters of the book and in the world of Death Reincarnate. He is one of the five gate openers that holds the key to unlock the prison cell of the original seven deadly sins. His background comes with tragedy and darkness just like the other four, but among the five of them, he is the most neutral one. “The peculiar character if I would call him. With the tarot card that represents him, just how far can he go into the world where everything is nothing but game and lies?”

Punch is who I am and who I’ll always be. “So if it’s all right with my Alpha, I guess I need to add a third Blood Card. Hugo Casillas. For the crimes of shooting Kent “Chunk” Larson, aiding and abetting if not outright killing your own brother just to set me up… Making babies you had no intention of raising, and generally being a shit example of what a shifter should be, I hereby sentence you to death. Oh and Reeve uh… Whatever your name is, I can’t even imagine how many people you’ve killed so, you’re just fucked. You’re on our territory which makes me your judge, jury and executioner,” I say, shrugging as Doze laughs.

The black convoy of cars slowly drove back down the hill, disappearing at the end of the winding mountain road. I was the only one left behind here. I stood alone before the priceless custom tombstone at my grave, surrounded by fields of precious orchids that smelled like money. My body began to feel light, and my consciousness also began dissipating like smoke. I looked at the bustling world around me. Some people who believed in rebirth said that it was a skill to be born into a wealthy family. However, I had already been the daughter of a wealthy couple, but nothing went as others expected it to.

In the end, they decided to work for AB organization and soon just vanished as if kept underground, reserved for a certain use. "He sold his daughter and wife after some time. In the end, was killed one night, by his son, Ryan Williams." The ending left them all shocked. There were two things they didn't saw coming in it and the third was yet to come. "Who is he?" Jane asked and Levi nodded. He was searching for a picture of Ryan Williams, his fingers typing fast on the keyboard of the laptop, which suddenly paused and he turned pale. "What?" They asked him but he didn't move.

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

“You know…” “Just stop. I’m sensing a trend with you and you should know my answer.” He pulled his blade again and she just watched him to see what he was going to do. If he wanted to take a chance with his life, she’d have to let him and it would be a first that she dealt with one that actually died before completing the deal. However she wasn’t sure if just standing here would by proxy be intentionally harming him. She hated rules that were hard to tell with the whole free will thing. All the rest she dealt with before were rich pompous assholes that didn’t do dangerous things.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

I didn't care, I was having fun and I wasn't going to let their judgment ruin my night. "Good evening, everyone," I greeted them, my tone icy and formal. "I hope you're enjoying yourselves." Some of them nodded in response, but most of them just stared at me, unsure of what to say. "Where's Bruno?" One of the pack members finally asked, breaking the silence that had settled over the room. I smiled at him, the smile not reaching my eyes. "He's dead," I said simply, watching as the shock and confusion registered on their faces. "And I'm the new alpha."