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This was because all of the victims were bleeding and there were several bite marks on the victim's bodies. But I think it's just a coincidence. If it exists, I don't know what to do. There's no way something like vampires exists. "You think the same as me, don't you Frey?" I said to Frey. I told Frey about it when I visited her that night. About vampires and bullshit hotly talked about by the citizens. Frey just smiled and nodded slowly in response to me. To be precise, Frey looked a little reserved today. She didn't seem to be listening to the conversation.

Dad turned around and sighed lightly. "Mr. Poole, this is my son. He's playing dead to get out of donating blood. The blood on the floor is from him deliberately smashing the blood bag in a fit of temper. Pay him no mind—the more he acts out, the more I need to teach him a lesson and fix that rotten attitude of his."

I wish to quit the game. No sooner had I spoken than the space began to distort and warp. The interrogation room was rapidly peeled away from my sight, while everything around me was transforming and collapsing into something else. I saw the countless loops I had gone through. In every single one, I failed to prove my innocence and was either sentenced or died unexpectedly while on the run. Hayley, too, would end up caught in turmoil, always meeting some kind of accident. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day I first discovered Steve's cheating. At this point, he had yet to get into a car accident.

[DEADLY FOREST] Tristan slowly opened his eyes because he felt the sunlight through his skin. 'W-Where am I? again...' he gulped. His knees were trembling as he struggled to stand up. Thus, his view was like in the horror settings, where you could see drops of blood anywhere, many dead bodies lying on the ground or hanging at the branches of the trees. Moreover, he can't stop his body from shaking because of the dark ambiance he feels. 'A-Am I gonna die?' he stuttered while out of breath. *Huh ha huh ha*

“Dying legacies where only one will stand. One of you will die, and your House along with it.” I sucked in a sharp breath and took another drink. I had assumed as much, that one of us wouldn’t make it. I tried to ignore the lack of emotion in his voice as he said it. He had decades to process this, where I only had a few measly hours…and look at the damage I had done in that short time. “The next lines have to do with champions of Light and Dark.” I cleared my throat, moving on from the last verse before fear and panic returned. “I—I assumed it was talking about us.”

Then his eyes widened. “Oh sht! Zoom in! ZOOM IN! It’s Boss Dark! Holy mother of fcking hell! He’s fighting alone! Look at that monster! Dropping enemies like flies! Damn! Sht! A bullet! Is it gonna hit me? Nah, I’m too pretty to die. My babies, don’t worry! I’m still a virgin. It’s hard to kill bad weeds like me! And if I do die, visit me in hell, my honeys! We’ll make it hot down there—heh heh heh! Oh crap! Rifles! They’re firing! Sht—boom! All gone!” Meanwhile, in another corner of the battlefield, Dark gritted his teeth, his gun trained on the backs of two kneeling Mafia bosses.

And the only reason she knew that was because she watched that animation. This, however, was different, when Toph attacks, her opponents are still alive after each hit, but not in this case. Several sharp edges of rocks were created, and bodies were actually hagging from them. It looked like Vlad the Impaler's front yard, but this was not the heads of his enemies it was the actual bodies. The ground absorbs the blood flowing out from their hanging bodies. Serena’s inside was quaking with fear as the understanding of his nickname “Death” took a whole different meaning. He was Death, and from the looks of the bodies impaled on those rock stakes, he earned it.

he whispered, after a minute. He loved my blood, it made him high. I’m not an idiot. “Fucking right it should be him. His name is RYAN,” Troy said, spitting. I knew his dying wish was probably that he get to see Tully die, I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction, but he’d be next no doubt. My demon kneeled before him and placed his hand on his scarred chest. The vamp had no soul to take, but I would ensure there was no way to resurrect his body. I took my other hand and quickly shoved it in his mouth, jerking it back. His head ripped off and I blew on it, igniting it.

Tavern could see the shock in Goru's eyes as his head fell off to the ground, yet the body still stood still, looking over at the head his eyes met with that of Goru, hallow black eyes beaming out an aura of fear, Taven immediately backed away from it, his quivering body refusing to keep still. "Are you scared of death boy?" Goru's head asked with a smirk, black flames screeching on his body. "I am the birth of darkness, let the cycle of death and rebirth take its throne," the body explodes in black fumes. BEGINNING OF THE END With a deep breath Elroy opens his eyes, after taking in enough air he narrowed his eyes downwards and saw he was lying on a bed, he straightened up gently turning his

“I think that he still hoped that Linda would come back. But when she died, Ken had to finally face the truth… that she was gone for good. That’s when the depression came and the gambling started. Now, this other mess he’s got himself into… This blow might be fatal to your father, Lara.” “Oh… Um… Yes,” she whispered, tears stinging her eyes. “Ken just can’t cope with it, Lara,” Dr. Elliott said and sighed. “I don’t wish to startle you, but… This afternoon, Ken took some sleeping pills…” Lara gasped at him in horror. “He did what?” “Now, calm down… They weren’t enough to kill him but then, he didn’t have enough. His housekeeper found him lying in the hall and thought he’d had a heart attack..