Hashirama Mati Karena Novels & Stories

Why was that? Noticing how confused she looked, Matthew was prompted to explain, “So… You know how you were unable to wake up from your coma for so long because your mind prevented you from doing so? Young Master Burton suffered a similar fate, though in a different way. Basically, he lost hope in himself after being unable to wake you up after so long, which led to his body’s eventual detriment.”

But she could never forget what he did and because of that, she’d forever be heedful with his actions. “What happened, Matt?” Amanda furrowed her brows. “How did you survive my crystal blast? How did you survive the silver bullet? I was so sure you were dead.” Matteo didn’t press his advances. He could see how wary she was, so he decided to sit back in the leather chair instead. “Yes, I received a fatal injury from the bullet, Cait, ” he answered once settled. “You know that’s a mage’s weakness and yes, I could have died from it, but I was saved in the nick of time by a family member.”

Soon afterward the young son of the king took ill. Said Nebuchadnezzar, “Heal my son. If you don’t, I will kill you.” - The Alphabet of Ben-Sira * * * * In her dream, Hitomi Kirisawa looks like she did before she had died. And Yuri was with her mother at some beach, both of them watching the fireworks in the sky which almost looks like flowers in the sky. It is merely one of Yuri’s childhood memories that she had never forgotten, and one of her last memories of her mother.

it was a flood of blood. ​"Poor Carmila... I gave her a simple task, and yet she's a failure. Failures meant to die. Matthew Blanco, you're next." He also showed Tita Carmila's body, which was full of stab wounds and was mercilessly shot in front of the camera. Fuck.

Shock coursed through my veins, mingling with the realization of what I had done. I looked up at Shimma, my breath hitching in my throat. “Shimma...” I whispered, falling to the floor, my vision blurring as the darkness closed in. --- *SHIMMA’S POV* Bang! I fell to my knees, the gun slipping from my hand. “What have I done?” Mattias rushed toward him, holding him up. “Lucas? Lucas, wake up,” he said, slapping Lucas’s cheek, but Lucas wasn’t responding. He was… God, no!

HIBARA AFTER THE CHAOTIC atmosphere died down, I opened up an important topic to discuss. “Now that you joined the game, I hope you know all the risks that this entails.” I saw their faces become serious matching mine. “Since, at this moment, in this very room, we are of one class, I’m sure you know how each game we played with them almost brought us to a game over. Although we obviously won against them most of the time, we can’t deny the fact that because of them, Matthew here received a bullet for the first time in his life; Toto learned that the person he trusts is part of the Blite Community, and you see me lying here with first and second-degree burns.”

Hikari attacks Kamihara once again. Kamihara was injured badly by that attacks. Hikari says to Kamihara that he didn't have any thoughts on killing him. But since it has come that, maybe he didn't have any choice. However, Hikari still didn't want to kill Kamihara. He cries just when did he say that. He says by himself "It... Shouldn't be like this. There must be another way for us to end this. I do not believe in this kind of ending..." Kamihara didn't have any strength to fight with Hikari anymore. He looked at Hikari and says "Hey, even in a time like this? I thought that after that new life you will be better than who did you are." Hikari was so shocked when he heard Kamihara says about

"And I never looked back. I heard he was looking for me, but eventually he stopped. I know nothing of Hiram since then.” Something in my face softened. "Alessia, I'm sorry—" "I don't need your pity, Zayden." Her voice was sharp. "I don't know where Hiram is. And I don't care. But you do. And I want to know why." "Because I killed Matteo," I said bluntly. She dropped her glass. "Matteo is dead?" "Yes." I held her gaze. "And I also cost Hiram millions. So I know he'll want to react."

"There is no fire! The powder is gone!" Kieran’s eyes, burning like coals, flickered down to the piles of white ash. His grip on Mattias’s throat loosened just a fraction, the confusion momentarily overriding his blood-lust. "He was going to blow us all to hell," Kieran growled, though the red was slowly receding from his irises. "He was going to kill you, Iris." "I was going to end a century of slavery!" Mattias spat, even as he struggled for air. "Kill me, wolf. There are ten thousand more behind me who know exactly how to melt down your 'sacred' silver into bullets."

Hatred, pity, justice and everything warred across her face. The man responsible for endless suffering had finally discovered what betrayal truly felt like. Matthias reached desperately toward Astra. "You..." His voice barely existed anymore. "...help..." She never moved. For the first time, uncertainty clouded her crimson eyes. She had devoted centuries to this cause. Yet even she seemed horrified by what stood before her. Malakar released a quiet sigh. "You mistake darkness for loyalty." With one final surge of crimson light, Matthias' scream ended. His body crumbled into silver ash that drifted through the chamber before disappearing completely.