Gojo Satoru Death Novels & Stories

It was a conversation between Suzy and Gregorio. "What did you do, Suzy?" Gregorio asked furiously. "Greg, it was for both of us. I could not stand Saito anymore!" Suzy complained. "And you killed him? Are you stupid?" Gregorio seemed not to know. "Yes, I killed him! Now we can get married and enjoy all the money!" Suzy confessed. "Stupid! You killed him without finding out where the research he was working on is? Are you dumb, Suzy? That's worth millions!" Gregorio yelled.

Bozo had suffered the same fate and his men had been too late to save him. "Now I will die a happy man, knowing that I met my mother in the end," Bozo smiled. Blood was trickling out of his eyes, nose, and ears, and seeing him like this made Ejima's heart snap into a thousand pieces. She wished for death, it would be pleasant if she followed her children into the void, into the world where there was no suffering, pain, or death. "Stay with me," Ejima cried, "Kachi, find a healer. Stay with me son."

Its force smashed Master Jo’s chest, leaving a deep imprint. Master Jo was flung into a wall with all his chest bones broken as he was caught in disbelief. “I didn’t expect you to be at such ease with manipulating your energy… I was blind.” With that, Master Jo’s head fell limp as he died right away. Patrick watched the scene in disbelief. “Master Jo…” Suddenly, a gale struck him. Patrick quivered and felt vertigo hit him before he collapsed on the floor with his eyes rolled, mouth skewed, and saliva drooled. Like his son, he convulsed in pain like his head was going to explode.

Suzaku’s cold voice rang in the male martial artist’s ears. This was also the last voice that he heard in his life. Crack! Suzaku tightened her grip and snapped the man’s neck, killing him in an instant. She then threw him to the ground as if he were mere garbage. ‘What?’ Every member of Hydra Group in Phoenix Mount Diner was shocked. ‘What day is today?’ Three bearers of ill luck had come earlier and killed off so many of them to the point that they weren’t able to get their bearings back together, even now. Yet another two, who were much crueler, had arrived and killed someone as soon as they had slight conflict.

Right after Jiro died in front of her, Reiko still had the mood to approach Kaze with gifts, showing goodwill. She was not to be underestimated as a woman. It would be foolish of him if he treated her like a mere plaything. … “Jiro died in front of Refined Blade Dojo. Reiko Hara was there and she got blood all over her when he died.” Back at Bronze Sparrow, Miru came over with the latest update. “Mhmm. Let’s see if the Ryokanians know how to behave.” Kaze nodded. His phone suddenly rang. It was from Lock.

he whispered, “when you meet my father… you’ll be able to give him a good reason enough.” Mr. Saito’s eyes widened in sheer panic. “Wa..wait..’’ Saito was about to say something but….. BAM. One bullet to the head left the words to die on his lips. The memory faded. Back in his office, Mon slowly poured himself a drink and raised the glass slightly in the air. “Cheers... to those who die along the way because of their..... betrayal. He chuckles darkly and takes a sip.

He was injured himself from fighting those enemies yet he still came here to protect me. “Die!” Yoshimoto shouted. As he took a step back, Mōri Shinsuke threw a spear at him. As he turned to deflect it using his sword, Hattori Koheita came up to him and swung his sword, decapitating him in the process. Yoshimoto’s head fell from his shoulders and rolled in front of me. Seeing his decapitated head sent a chill down my spine. “Are you alright, my lady?” Hideyoshi offered his hand to help me stand up. I shook my head and told him I couldn’t stand. Nobunaga came rushing towards me.

"Mort Dmitriv Aslanov is confirmed dead." The news brought her gaze now far off, Sumire was engulfed in darkness and fell on the ground, losing consciousness. "Is this even possible?"

“Kenzo Harusame is dead.” Through their binoculars, Holy Tiger’s sidekicks clearly witnessed Kenzo’s death. Their eyes were wide open in shock. Hailed as the rightful heir to the title of Sword Master, Kenzo had been killed by someone wielding Santoryu. “How is this possible? Tyr Summers is insane!” Initially, they felt confident in rescuing Holy Tiger, but after seeing what happened, fear and doubt came creeping in. “Even Kenzo could not defeat Tyr, who else in Japan can do so?” one of the duo exclaimed in utter despair.

"Sakura was number one!" I felt like I had been electrified. I sat up in utter horror, eyes wide and mouth agape. "W-What did you say?" "He started with Sakura, Aito," he said. "Sakura is dead. She's gone. He slit her throat with a scalpel. His fingerprints were found on it and in the register, he was the last person to visit her." Holy fuck. What have you done, Haruto? It then dawned on me why Toshiro looks so rough. Why my parents refused to tell me anything. Why Yua has been so mellow. I noticed she didn't really seem like herself the last time she came. So this was why...