Novel & Cerita Esdeath Akame Ga Kill

Akame left the area shortly after making her decision. . . . We have reached the end of volume 3. Sorry if the ending was so sudden. I’m a bit rushing the storyline to make up for the lack of updates. I may re-edit some chapters in the future to improve some details and close some gaps in the story. Thanks for supporting the story this far. ...

Safe. I focus on it. On the death in my hands. On releasing it. On letting it go. The power shoots forward. Black lightning. Death energy. Pure ending. It hits the dummy. The dummy disintegrates. Gone. Not destroyed. Not damaged. Just gone. Like it never existed. "Perfect." The Reaper smiles. "Again. Faster this time. No hesitation. Just aim and kill." Another dummy appears. I don't think. Just release. Death flows. The dummy vanishes.

How did the wind blow it over when it was so heavy? Soon, my consciousness began to fade, and my eyelids grew heavier. I slowly collapsed into the pool of blood, my heartbeat slowing as time passed. I could feel my vitality slipping away. Before I died, I managed to dial a number, and I heard the sound of the door unlocking from the fingerprint lock. I assumed it was Harvey, but my eyelids no longer could stay open, fluttering shut eventually. But at my very last moment, I heard a phone ringing—and it was gradually closing in.

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

The people I loved deceased, Malia, Elias, Asa, Ramy, my parents, Silvester, Edith and many more. I was in a field of blood as Ace laughed and pointed his finger at me. "Everyone who get's close to you dies. The only one who can protect you from others and protect you from yourself is me. Only I can love you this way Sora, all you have to do is just take my hand." Ace said as he appeared in front of me. I watched as his living body slowly decayed, his bones revealing in a few places as he stretched his hands remained stretched.

then I left from where I came in, but he held my arm. "Wait! Whose death did you see?" Breathing heavily, I turned my face to where I sensed he was. "If you don't leave me alone, Prince Daisuke Maël Maximillian," I started. "I'm going to take off my blindfold and see your fucking death! Do you want that? Because I wouldn't mind!" He released my arm and took two steps back. "As a Prince of this Kingdom, I order you to-" look at this annoying guy, can you believe him?

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 Tank2 mindlessly chases her and smash the zombies that are blocking him *GROAR!* After another smash, Dessa suddenly has gone from its sight! to its confusion, it quickly looks around but can’t find her anywhere! arms suddenly hug the head of Tank2 and before it reacts, Dessa shouts -SKILL: SCREAM- from a point-blank range, the scream of Dessa shakes vigorously the head of the Tank! with its momentarily stun, Dessa takes advantage and stabs its eyes towards the brain! and because of this the almighty Tank2 falls to its knees and dies

The estate behind us burned like hell itself, flames tearing through windows while smoke rose into the night sky. I lowered Phil carefully onto the ground while trying to catch my breath, then immediately grabbed his face. “Phil.” He groaned softly. “Wake up.” “I’m awake, asshole.” “Good.” I pressed a hand against the bleeding wound at his side while checking him over quickly. Phil cracked one eye open slightly. “Did we make it?” I laughed breathlessly despite myself. “Yeah.” The tension sitting on my chest loosened slightly for the first time that night. “Kagemoto Kazama is dead,” I muttered.

It is bordered in funeral black. [FILE ID: 0-0-1 | STATUS: DECEASED] [REASON: FORMAT_FAILURE_REMOVAL] [ADMIN NOTE: The Original Mistake has been purged from the core. No traces remain in Alpha Kael’s memory-loop.] I stare at the words until they blur. Deceased. I touch the screen, the static electricity stinging my fingertips. They didn't just reject me; they filed my existence under a death certificate to stabilize Kael's mental architecture. To the world of Rebirth City, I am a corpse walking.