Esdeath Quotes Novels & Stories

If he was even a little bit sober, he wouldn't forget how much he hated her, let alone speak to her like that. Olivia buried her head in his embrace. Sniffling and trembling, she asked, "Ethan, what would you do if I were dead?" "What are you talking about?" "Everyone dies. Everyone born into this world ages and eventually falls sick before dying. No one can escape that." "Well, then I will die with you. We will enter eternal slumber together and be laid to rest at the same place." Smiling helplessly, Olivia tightly held onto his shirt. "Nonsense. I'm sure you'll celebrate with fireworks and marry someone else the moment I pass on."

Death says I pout rolling my eyes, "I don't want to go to hell," "Of course you do," he says wrapping his arms around my shoulders before waving to Mika and snapping us back to the Ocean. "Aw look at them," Hera gushes I elbow Death while he's off guard and he immediately lets go of me leaning against the wall, "That was unnecessary," "You do not need to hug me," I reply, although I slightly miss the warmth he provided me "Yeah, okay, let's pretend like you didn't like it," He replies with the rise of an eyebrow

Blood was already dribbling down the priestly robe, staining it. On the wall, there was a message, a message that Conrad was too terrified to read: Hell hath no fury. Vengeance is of the earth. “No,” Conrad said. “No.” He turned and fled, running as fast as his legs could carry him.

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."

❤️ Monster (2) ❤️ Zinedine grinned like a manic in return and then shrugged. "The more time you waste the more painful your death will be," Zinedine said to Elos, ignoring the stench of blood oozing from Echo's pieces body laying on the ground. "You are not the only one with a fast reflex." Elos growls out the words. "You've killed two of my comrades. I will show you no mercy." He threatened.

Little bolts of lightning danced around his open palms as he stated with certainty, "The dead need no names, only rest. And trust me when I say yours wouldn't be in peace."

No, please, I won't say anything, please don't kill me. Those eyes didn't seem to have the slightest bit of familiarity with the pleas of dying people like this. The blade quickly raised. Bang. Only the dead can't speak. The thin pale lips curled up slightly. Wow, that's really cool, that's why I love working with you Rosa, like when I dropped E-rank Vampires on the street – Thomas standing nearby narrowed his eyes and smiled admiringly. Fingers nimble typing on the keyboard but still leaving a part of the brain to communicate:

If I depart this world, I'd like to do so with you. I love you, Quentin. It took death to make me realize that. If there's anyone I'm dying besides and because of, I'm glad it's you. You were right when you said we're bound together for life, I can't escape you because even in death, you pull me in. Let's not fight this anymore, Quentin. Let's let the dark pull us in, let's walk away from this life together and see what the next brings for us. Not all love stories can be the same because this one's only a tragedy. ~~~

But in the places I couldn't see, a stream of comments flooded the live chat. "OMG! Look who it is! Delicious is here! My white-clad Prince Charming!" "With Delicious here, even a nine-star difficulty level should be a breeze!" "He's so nice. He always helps new players. They're set with him in the team!" I couldn't see the comments. I was just squeezed into the crowd, listening as the young man in white explained the game. From his words, I learned that some people who died unexpectedly were brought into this Death Game. If they managed to clear the level, they could extend their lives in the real world. In other words, this was a second chance at life, granted by God.

The deprived man falls to the floor with the intense pain inside his body. Coughing blood and his stomach is nearly destroy by his hard punches. Jostein grabs his hair then looks at his face… he pinches the cheeks then turn it to the left and right. “Such a handsome but non secretive type of person… you know, not all the time you must be a hero. Remember, all heroes DIE!” with his enlarging eyes he cries so loud with a blood in his saliva—falling to the floor. “Remember me; I am Jostein De Vere… your nightmare, in this shit land of misery. I will end all your sufferings so you can call me a God.” A tongue moistening his lips.