Isekai Executioner Novels & Stories

He wrenched the mask aside slightly, revealing part of the face beneath. Elise sucked in a sharp breath. She recognized the markings—small inked sigils beneath the jawline. Archview death squad. Becky’s. The assassin spat rainwater and blood. “She wants the girl. Alive or dead.” The words triggered something inside Kai. His grip tightened. His shoulders shook. His breathing became ragged, unhinged. Lightning cracked through the sky again. Kai’s wolf surged forward. Elise saw it before he did—the shift in his pupils, the darkness creeping into his gaze, the unstable fury twisting through every muscle in his body. He was seconds away from losing control entirely.

"We will be on our way now... to the real hell." Natzy spun around, but saw no one. She glanced back at the driver's seat. Still empty. She scoffed. "Playing with me, huh? Interesting." She returned the empty gun to its holster but kept the dagger clutched in her hand. 'Who the hell is behind that voice?' "The real executioner." Natzy froze. Wondering how her thoughts had been read aloud. She decided to play along, to uncover who was behind this. Suddenly, the bus lurched forward and began moving.

It was a sphere of absolute white, and in the center stood a single, pulsing pillar of liquid light: The Root. Standing before the pillar was Umbra, his form now massive and terrifying. He had merged with the deletion script. He was no longer a Custodian; he was the Executioner. "You are too late," Umbra’s voice was the sound of a million hard drives crashing. "The Architects have seen your 'Harmony.' They have decided that this iteration of the soul is too dangerous to keep. I am the final line of the code." $$\text{Command: } \text{RM -RF /UNIVERSE/EOS}$$

she said quietly. ‎Mateo gave the slightest nod. ‎Then everything happened at once. ‎Gunfire. ‎Shouting. ‎Chaos. ‎It wasn’t clean. ‎It never was. ‎Isabella moved on instinct. ‎She didn’t freeze. ‎Didn’t hesitate. ‎A man came toward her. ‎Gun raised. ‎Too close. ‎She reached for the nearest weapon. ‎Turned. ‎Fired. ‎The sound echoed loudly. ‎The man dropped instantly. ‎Everything slowed for a second.

Real security came only from what one built themselves. This time, no one could take what was mine. From now on, I'd live for myself alone. —The End

I shook my head and increased my pace, trying to keep up with Edwin's long strides as he turned left. Soon enough, we were standing in front of a black mahogany door. He knocked on the door and waited. "Come in." A deep and low voice answered from inside. Shivers wracked my whole body and cleared my throat for the hundredth time this morning. The voice held so much authority and masculinity. "Alright, Miss Kayla. You may go in now. Mr. Marcello is ready to see you," Edwin announced, and I swallowed. Hard. I nodded my head and thanked him.

Zhou Fu was already feeling a little drunk, but the news that Commander Yeongjo had just spoken seemed to have brought his whole consciousness back to normal. “The sentence just goes like that!” Commander Yeongjo replied, still trying to read the next lines. He needed extra concentration because it seemed the sentences were being written down in a very hasty manner. Perhaps it was because Patriarch Yuan Kai was raving about changing topics. "Ah, this has a sequel. Zhou Fu will realize who the master Yokomoya core absorber is, if Zhou Fu meets him again!” said Commander Yeongjo as soon as he succeeded in translating the untidy scribbles of the palace healer.

“No! It was self-defense! They were trying to…” His voice trailed off, a glint of steel catching his eye. The executioner, a hulking brute with a shaved head and a vacant stare, hefted his axe onto his shoulder, a sickening grin splitting his face. “Enough!” the pompous man boomed, silencing the crowd once more. “The evidence is clear! Annalisa Dubois is found guilty of—” “Wait!” I screamed, my voice breaking through the haze of terror. “If it was self-defense, wouldn’t there be… evidence?”

The curse they thought they were trying to erase by killing me has just been created – by me. I know this child is going to be worse than Alastor, but I still wouldn't kill it. I name you REX HUNTER. The man who was mothered by Melonie Aeron, a dragon wolf and fathered by Arwan Hunter, a god. And in this world you will remain, to kill or to kill. Dear Readers, Thank you for reading my words. It's been an honour to share my thoughts and feelings with you. I hope you found something that inspired, made you laugh, or helped you feel less alone. I hope you found some comfort and joy in what I wrote.

Fighting it, I watch as she touches a woman’s shoulder in front of me and the older woman turns to her before asking, “Do I know you?” The Soul Eater shakes her head no, and then caresses the woman’s cheek before leaning closer to kiss her mouth. The minute she kisses her, I sense something strange has happened. When she walks casually off, the woman is left standing there staring after her and then she falls to the ground.