Is Orochimaru Dead Novels & Stories

Sora looked intently at me and slowly nodded. “It is a possibility. If so, we’re uncertain about this but it’s only a possibility. We can’t tell Yukio or Sumire about this yet. It might raise their hopes.” He said. I agreed with him. I don’t want to think of the possibility that Sayori is dead but at this point, we’re running out of options. We’ll just have to wait and see. [The Prince’s View]

The orb sliced itself into two, making a Pacman with a purple color. "You know what to do Death Angel." The orb said, floating in front of his face. "Yes, I know!" He folded his black wings and glared at the orb. "Do what I planned." The orb said. "Don't rush; they're still didn't recover with the call." The orb vomits purple glitters and a picture appeared, like what you see in holograms. He uttered a sigh as he saw his master and death; in a single room in her master's call.

I gasped at him “y-you’re dead.” I tried to shake him from my mind. I was going crazy; seeing things. Orlando was not here. Orlando had no eyes. His neck began to bleed, and his rainbow eyes snapped to a piercing red. They began to drip blood onto his glistening white fur, smothering it as it cascaded downwards. No, no, no, no; this wasn’t right. Something was going on here. Orlando was dead! “You” Orlando snarled, blood pouring from his mouth and eyes “you killed me.”

It had long reached the state where both sides were fighting each other to death. Simultaneously, in the deck of a large ship. A white-haired man in a samurai uniform, two swords hanging from his waist, and clogs on his feet, stood at the bow of the ship. He was staring at the battle on the opposite deck with unblinking eyes. His eyes were tracing the movement of a man on the deck. That man was none other than Ash. “Kenzo-Kun, the most outstanding disciple of your Harusame family, Maru Harusame, died in the hands of that man.”

She felt like going insane after knowing he is alive. "Are you crazy? I fucking saw you...Damn it. You're dead! I saw it. I fucking saw it. Everyone saw it!" Lips trembled, Sumire is starting to get hysterical. "Yes, you are right. I was obviously dead but the person who was on the gallows 2 months ago was not me. It was a puppet. A mere clone made by Chadwick. I asked Narco to tell you everything. Ha... What else did I expect from that kid." Mort didn't know whether to laugh or what. Sumire, on the other hand, finally shed her tears.

"The Big Boss, Ozgur Doğan." "I don't want to fight with you." Ozgur looked at Orochi. "So, Piss off!" Ozgur turned around, but Orochi took out a long chain from behind his back, Orochi wanted to wrap his chain around Ozgur's body. But before that, Ozgur had caught the chain with one of his hands, Ozgur turned to Orochi and shook his head. "You should study in college, I don't want to hurt you." Ozgur's words stopped, when he knew Orochi was about to release something, again. Ozgur immediately pulled the chain, he ran over and kicked Orochi. The chain was still holding by both of them, while the knife that was about to be unsheathed was already held by Ozgur and the chain was instantly cut.

“He can try. Even if I die, he will not be able to clear the dungeons without his eyes. None of you can clear it. Johan said it. Only one can live. And it is not you or me. We don’t have the blood.” At that, Akiko froze. So this person knew about the true candidates as well. “Why don’t you join us? If we support the candidate with true blood, there’s still a way to survive.” Oritha made a face. “Follow and support him? The world is doomed if such a weak boy becomes the Godfather. Compared to him, Felix is stronger.” The Death Princess merely smiled. It was rare for her to display any emotions, and the world was stunned by her innocent beauty momentarily.

"and who told you i won't kill you, humph i don't need any information from you that will make me keep you alive, the person that ratted you out has already told us every detail about the members of your brotherhood, it is only a matter of time and you all will be hunted down, so tell me why i should negotiate with you, of course I can kill both of you. Takamatsu felt more heavy pressure mounted on him as he was forced to his knees. puh! Takamatsu puked out blood as he can't help thinking why, why must it end like this, though he knew that there was no way for him to escape when he first noticed them, but he had been happy that isekai was not at home without knowing that isekai was close by.

Orion's harsh tone broke the trance of Imogen's thought. Imogen flinched and couldn't realize being still in the state of daze, his brow frowned as his lips moved on, "What do you mean?" "Abbiamo trovato il corpo mezzurro di Joan che oscilla dal bordo del ponte. È stato ucciso molto brutalmente .. sembrava incasinato con qualcuno che non avrebbe dovuto. ( We found Joan's half rotten body swinging from the edge of the bridge. He was killed very brutally.. Seemed he messed with someone he shouldn't have. )", Orion nonchalantly said ignoring Imogen's curious gaze. He just had one agenda and that to drive Maze out of their world, especially from Imogen's life.

Six months later, on a rainy night, in an abandoned warehouse. I was surrounded, shot multiple times, my life bleeding out onto the dirty floor. Marco and my other loyal men were already dead. I was the only one left. “Orion Corvo,” the enemy leader walked toward me, a victorious smile on his face. “The legendary Don. You don’t look like much now.” I leaned against the cold wall, feeling my life slip away. In my final moments, I thought of her. I thought of her in her wedding dress. I thought of her cold, empty eyes as she looked at me. I thought of her words: Please don’t use the word ‘love’ so lightly.