Hado Bleach Novels & Stories

"Yes, and soon enough we can finally do what Gentry was too spineless to do." Her eyes sparkled. "Hara will fall in war." She spoke quietly but the glee in her voice could not be mistaken. "Not too fast…. Not until we find that artifact." The person told her. "Do not worry….. With the butcher in search of it we shall surely find it." The person's eyes narrowed at her. "Bleach was never a pawn in this game. It is unstable and relentless, do well to remember we can not make an enemy out of it."

Forest opened the bathroom's door and walked to them with her purple dress with a pink bow on the waist. "Thank you, Crimson, and Blanche." Blanche nodded, but stayed silent as her mind tried to digest what Crimson just said. Was they trying to upgrade Hent? Blanche shook her head at that question, that question ran a shiver down her spine. That won't do. If Hent would be upgraded, Blanche would be erased in this world. She guessed one thing that seemed to be the only rationable one. Was there's still something that connected her and Hent?

While on the other hand, Jace's scattered clothes and belongings appeared to Clever as he should have gone to Caltex to confront it. "What the f*ck is this," Clever mumbled and was just so nervous that he felt when he saw the remained blood that had not been washed away by the heavy rain of the previous night. “What happened to you, Jace.”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Hana shook his head slightly and said, "The Heros is not simply a regular competition, Zeci. Black Dome doesn't need to intimidate someone as unremarkable as me," Zeci pouted, not thinking it was right; every time Hana showed up, she inadvertently made herself stand out the most. Weren't some forces trying to draw her towards them, and still not yes? Zeci didn't want to talk to Hana anymore, happily holding the bottle of lotus honey wine and sipping little by little. Hana decided to ask Roley for clarity. It was even more confusing when she picked up the exact same letter she had received from Roley. What does the Black Dome want to do, after all?

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

Liquidation is absolute. ​"The Apex Bloom is entering its third phase," Franco announced, his voice dropping into a lethal register. "The physical trials are over. The psychological games are over. Phase Three is total, unmitigated betrayal." ​The heavy steel doors that led back to the living quarters slammed shut with a deafening boom. Red emergency lights bathed the room in a bloody, pulsing glow.

I scream. Jaden and Maddox are still kneeling. The skeletal claws pierce their chests as they continue pledging allegiance to me. Blood drains from Jaden into the calabash. I scream again. Everything explodes outward and fucking power floods me. I fall but after a while, I stand. When I open my eyes, Hadies is staring at me in shock. She doesn’t retreat at first. She stands there, but I see the fear. The way she staggers back. The way her monstrous form slowly shifts back into her polished disguise.

I warned, settling back into the mattress. He moved to the corner of my bed and looked me dead in the eyes. It wasn’t just a stare. It was like he was looking through me. Like he could see things I didn’t even know were showing. “I’m Hade. I’m a writer, and uh...” He glanced to the side, eyebrows pulled together. “To be honest, I don’t remember my full name. This piece of paper—” he held it up, “—it’s the only clue I have about who I am.”

She spilled cola on Kenichi's guitar when he didn't return her interest. Agawa- From Iceland and a college student, his ash blonde hair is natural. He plays bass, doesn't like listening to those he doesn't respect. Only respects people who have decent skill in music. Is popular among the ladies and has a fan club. Hagihara- A bald and tall young man who wears tinted glasses, is he a fan of Satoshi or he simply just shy? He tends to wear all black and his deep voice can unnerve many but unlike his appearance, he's actually a kind fellow and is often cleaning up Akemi's messes and misunderstandings. A mediator.