Iruma Kun Evil Cycle Novels & Stories

He shouted something I couldn’t hear. Then his outline blew apart into code. That scene froze mid‑explosion, then rewound, then morphed into a different attempt. “Cycle 289,” Corvin said quietly. “Or something like it.” “You remember this?” I asked. “Pieces,” he said. “Not… clean. They patch you between cycles. Rewrite. But some impressions stick.” He swallowed. “Pain sticks,” he added, almost to himself. Another fragment slid in front. This time, Selene was there—a different iteration of her, cherry‑red armor, eyes wild. She stood between a past‑me and the administrator, her weapon driven straight through the glitch‑figure’s center. The Admin split into two halves, each melting at the edges

Julian yelled and cursed and writhed in his chair as more blood gushed out of him. Iris went back to the torture table and took a lighter as well as the bottle of whiskey I was drinking. She poured the alcohol unto his wound eliciting a long groan from Julian. Then she put on the lighter and brought it dangerously close to the severed stump where his pinky used to be. “One more time, dickhead. Where are my babies?” “Go to hell, you pathetic bitch!” Iris smiled and I watched as she set fire to his bloody stump and didn't react as Julian continued to writhe in pain. In that moment, I knew Iris was forever changed and too far gone into darkness and if she doesn't find our children, she might ne

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

I could see Millie's ghastly, shriveled-up corpse which was curled in a corner of the balcony through the drone's camera. The current temperature was considered unbearable for humans. My mom was already old, and she lacked the energy to move. Also, she dared not risk her life to retrieve the ramen, so she ordered Nicholas to grab the ramen instead. I let the drone hover at the edge of the balcony on purpose. Nicholas was an idiot for emerging from the apartment in just a pair of boxers. The moment he opened the door, the red blisters on his body instantly split open under the rays. He hissed from the intense pain, but he still managed to cross the balcony and retrieve the ramen.

“Of course, I don’t know the details, but… as they say, there’s no smoke without fire.” The manipulation had worked. Alex had become increasingly paranoid, noticing every little thing about Iris with suspicion. When he finally confronted her, his anger boiled over. His father’s words about betrayal, distrust, and hidden motives clouded his judgment, making him accuse Iris without giving her a chance to explain.

He is lying bare to me without trying to hide who he is anymore. Ah. I love him madly. He's all mine now. His light and darkness are mine, and I feel more powerful than I ever have. I laugh as I look at the pictures of the mutilated corpses. I could have been in those pictures too. I laugh hysterically as tears roll down my cheeks. "Amore..." he calls to me. My eyes fix on one particular image. I recognize it. That woman who had dragged herself to my feet so that she could take pieces of my children like one would throw groceries into the dirty plastic basket of a small neighborhood store.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

“Okay, elaborate.” “My clan heard about the immortal baby,” “And,” “Will you let me finish what I’m saying?” “Okay, just say it.” “Vampire Society has an absolute law that Immortal Babies should be executed. They are seen as a threat. When someone is turned into a vampire, their age will stop and if a baby is turned, they’d stay that age and size eternally. They were a threat because they kill senselessly and will until they're dead.” “What makes her in danger?”

Eventually, after a series of unfortunate events, he stumbled upon the truth and flew into a rage. Damon tried to get the main lead, Manuel Hisashi to see the truth, but by then Katsuro had Manuel wrapped around his little finger. Damon tried to kill Katsuro as revenge for Ryden but failed because of the protagonist’s "Halo", and then Manuel had Damon tortured to death for daring to kill Manuel’s beloved. Akira was left speechless. How could someone kill their own family for their so-called beloved? It's one thing if they receive the proper punishment, but it's an entirely different thing to torture someone to death.

All he can hear was the sound of a kid crying for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." The voice of the little girl sounds familiar, Doctor Morgan was in fear that moment, but he tried to keep calm despite the creepy scenario. He tried to looked around but he can see nothing but the blinding darkness, he heard the voice of the kid, chuckling, laughing and crying out for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." "Who killed you?" "Mentris... Mentris.... He will come to kill you Doctor Morgan!"