Judgement Helltaker Novels & Stories

I walk to the judge who was still on the floor. I give him a light kick on his side. "Hey, are you dead?" He opens his eyes slowly. He puts his arm slightly over his face to protect himself from the incoming light. The sun seems to be more of a nuisance to him compared to the beating he just got. I help him up. He goes back to his seat without even giving me a second look. "Can I have another bottle?" he shouts at the bar keeper. A middle aged guy brings it. "Who's going to pay for that?" he asks looking at the broken window. " The person who broke it," the judge says, pouring a drink into his glass.

Though he was sensible most of the time, and she knew that he was a good man. The package pushed through the letterbox contained letters and photos, but the message from Jessica was heartbreaking. A child was looking after her addict mother and only running away because she was in danger of being a sex slave. If any of this were true, even if she weren't Nick's child, she would make sure she was safe. ****

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

A middle-aged woman catches the shirt tail of Gangster number three who has wavered between saving his boss and his own hide. The members of the Transmigration Bureau aren’t as lucky. Spinstra has had the foresight to steal into Death’s office and, with her vile accomplice Kharon, massacres the clueless Helter-Skeltals along the way. Upon reaching Hell’s Helm, they then ambush the preoccupied reapers, stabbing one in the back, slicing another’s throat and impaling the third with a sword shaped like a giant insect’s mandible.

The door opened, Justitia, my best friend, came in smiling attractively. "Hey wolf, why are you frowning today? Care for a doggy?" I slapped her hand away, "Not now please." "Why not now? I wanted to go there and finish what I started!" She almost cried. Here we go again with her problems. Justitia was my fuck mate as well as my best friend. Being one of the judges in hell, I kept her close to me, so I could keep a tab on anyone who offended me. She's 500 years older, yet she lusted for me. She had even confessed her love to me before and vowed to step down from her position as a judge in hell, but I refused her.

It projected light. A high-resolution hologram sprang into existence, towering over them on the narrow platform. It wasn't a document. It was a face. A face defined by sharp angles, cruel eyes, and a mouth that smiled without warmth. High Judge Kael. The Military Commander of the Fenrir Council. "Hello, Jack," the hologram spoke. The voice wasn't tinny; it was rich, amplified by the acoustics of the core, surrounding them. "I see you made it past my pets. The Silent One is... disappointing. I'll have to downgrade his clone batch."

the voice said. “Who are you?” I asked, only hearing the voice as I stood alone in darkness. “I am Hel, and I chose you that day,” the voice said. Somehow, I knew she had chosen me the day I had died. “Chose me for what?” I asked. “To be my executioner. To find the evil in this world, and send them where they belong,” the voice came again. “This is just a dream,” I said as I looked around. “Yes, but you’re not dreaming. You have been chosen, and it will only become more natural to seek them out. You can’t escape me. This is your calling. If you embrace it, you will be untouchable,” the voice said, and I woke up.

party, a wealthy second generation kid made a female student that intern with him drunk. After that, people started to silently leave. Understanding what was happening; Jae Lee woo went to stop him. In the end, his four years of effort came to naught. He was expelled from school on the grounds of indecent assault on his female schoolmate. In fact, the evidence was irrefutable as the female identified him personally. His kind-hearted actions bite him in the end. He was sued by the female he helped as well as the wealthy kid. With both witnesses and evidences there, Jae Lee woo who has neither money nor influence was unable to fight against the law suit. His fate at that point of time was al

“You’ve met your potential executor face-to-face. You should be comforted knowing that I will be the one to pull the trigger if you’re not a pure bred wolf. It’s as the saying goes, ‘You rather the devil you know than the devil you don’t.” “I rather not associate with devils.” “You don’t have that luxury when you live in Hell.” Judge Jackson was wrong. He wasn’t a devil. He was the Devil because there was no other reason why he would taunt me the way he does. He’s a cat and I’m a mouse trapped by him that he will toy with until he became bored and finally put me out of my misery. Chances were I wasn’t a purebred wolf–all the signs were there. And because of that, I have to live the next thre

A presence rose, not a God towering, but something vast that had learned to crouch. You could rule, it offered, reshaping itself. You could end suffering. Suffering flickered across my chest, sharp, and personal. “And if you ask for Kael’s life?” I said quietly. The pause was infinitesimal. Calculation. “I refuse,” I said, and the answer was not mercy but judgment. “And then you die.” The Devourer felt smaller then. Not weak. Finite. Somewhere, a tether snapped. The Hollow Crown screamed, not in sound but memory, and collapsed inward, sealing around a judgment it could not renegotiate. Stone folded. The fracture sutured itself shut with a final, shuddering sigh.