Himeko Murata Death Novels & Stories

Naoko's death shocked everyone back to their senses and that was when Tadashi backed out of the journey that he thought was only suicidal. The appearance of these mushrooms told Naoko that they were very close to the end of the original story and that her time to die was approaching. Since she was definitely not going to touch the mushroom, she was sure that something else would come for her, just like what happened when it was time for Hansuke's supposed death.

She’s so close that I can now see that the eye that I thought was black this entire time is actually not. It’s a darker shade of purple— deeper than violet. “If you’re asking if I believe that Mr Aronohai would ki-end my life for offending him…then no, I do not believe that”. I don’t want to say ‘kill’. That word sounds like a bad omen. To be honest, if Miyamura felt the need to kill me for every little offense, then I would have died on my first day of work. “And what about what Yukimura Rei told you?”. She leans in closer, her hair tickles the skin of my neck.

My other ‘ME’ killed a man, murdered someone. I saw the man’s blood squirt from his neck and in an instant, he dropped on the floor with his laptop. I know the man is already dead but the woman, which is me, is not satisfied. She went closer to the man and checked his pulse to see if he was already dead and after checking she laughed and wiped her cutter with the man’s cloth to clean the blood, she wiped the blood on her face too and on her arm and then she licked some of the blood on her finger. I heard her humming and then laughing. Humming and then laughing. Humming and laughing repeatedly. She brings out a small black notebook and uses the man’s blood to erase something and I heard her c

He's probably worked for Himawari's father for a long time since he knows the stories that I fail to remember. "Do you remember how your mother died?" He asked me. I was suddenly taken aback by his question. I tried to recall Himawari's memories. I clsoed my eyes to focus on that vision. I saw it before, and I was certain that her mother was sick when Himawari was still young. I had diagnosed her based on the symptoms that I saw in Himawari's memories. I believed that she died due to pneumonia. That was also how Himawari died. She was suffering from a disease that no one knew the cure of. No one even knew what kind of disease it was that's why there was no cure nor treatment plan for it. "Sh

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.

“Hideyoshi.“, she replied. “Oh, and how did the mother hen kill me?“, he asked with a chuckle. “He didn’t really. He took the credit though. A group of peasants did the actual act.“, she said with a smile. “I am not sure I like this tale of my death.“, Mitsuhide replied. “You were older as well, so was Nobunaga. You also said something about Masamune Date being an ally as well. He was just a child when this happened. A teenager. I am assuming he is not one here?“, she asked. “He is not though he acts like one.“, Mitsuhide said. “Exactly, now do you see why I don’t think this is my timeline so to speak. I don’t know how but it is just different. You didn’t kill Nobunaga. You aren’t married. Y

"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?"

Ryu interrupted Kenji, asking Murakami. "I’m the only one left," Murakami replied. "The only one? Were there others?" Kenji asked, already envisioning how many people he would need to eliminate. "There were some, but the others are dead. Cleared out," Murakami said, his body trembling even more. He knew what Kenji was thinking. "Oh, the dead ones." Kenji instantly knew who Murakami was referring to—those killed by Matsuda, the same person who had almost killed him too.

I heard Kira's voice, and I blacked out instantly as my head hit the roof of the vehicle. Finally, I managed to find the dead. I just hoped my team had enough time to escape, and I prayed they would never get caught again until death. T.b.c ©2021

Especially after she saw, with her own eyes, the tragic deaths due to this endless conflict. But now her cold attitude seems to have disappeared. She could not hold back her sadness over all the suffering she had experienced until now. Time will never return, the 'Angel of Death' has called. Slowly, the light behind Rikka enveloped the two of them. With tears dripping, Rikka spoke in her heart for the last time. “Finally, we can be together again. My friend, Anne.” The light slowly dimmed before finally disappearing without a trace. The soul shield ‘Soluna Skyoldir’ collapsed and disappeared without a trace. Now only Natsuki Sena was left, who could still breathe among all the human bodies l