Ken Kaneki Death Novels & Stories

“The spirit of a killer.” * * * * Aoyama Cemetery October 2009 “And it wasn’t that long after I had become a Phantom when Uncle Kenji died.” Yuri sighed, running the fingers of her right hand through her hair. “His death…is a mystery.” She frowned to herself. “It was a rather simple mission that he was sent on, one that he was expected to make it through with little or no problem. But I guess even a Phantom has limitations.” She turned to face Ren. “He died a few months after I’d met you.”

Andien said quietly. Andien raised her hands and covered her face, then heard a muffled sob. "Cry, you don't have to, it doesn't make you weak, Andien. But Anjani's death was not Kenan's. Someone else did it without the hospital's knowledge." Andien moved her hand away and saw Erlangga standing with Keanu in front of her. Hugging Keanu, Andien cried unashamedly. "There's no need to be sad," Keanu comforted her as he patted Andien's shoulder.

"Work faster." He ended the call. Less than ten minutes later, another message appeared. We have movement. Kane opened it. He's at the airport . We're tracing his route. Another message arrived. Possible destination: Milan. Kane's eyes narrowed. Milan. So that was his game. Run. Hide. Wait until everything cooled down. Then come back when he needed something. Kane knew men like him. They didn't disappear because they wanted peace. They disappeared because they were preparing their next move.

“Saw who?” “Zach.” The silence that followed was brutal, it was the kind of silence that came when everyone heard something impossible but could not dismiss it because they knew the world was cruel enough to make impossible things real. Asher stepped back half a pace, his face losing color. “No.” “I know.” “He’s dead.” “I know.” Kane stood slowly, anger rising from him like heat. “Who said this?” “One of my intelligence women. Selene. She had two separate sources and a partial image from a private meeting near the western canal. She says it was him or someone made to look like him.”

“Ken Andrei Alvarez Salazar, the head assassin responsible for Alexander Mercedez’s murder, has been found dead. His body washed up on shore.” The phone nearly slipped from my hands. Ken was dead. But why weren’t Miguel and Sebastian in the news? A wave of dizziness hit me. My vision tunneled. I stumbled back, barely catching myself against the wall. My breath came out in short, panicked gasps. I didn’t know if I passed out or just fell asleep, but when I woke up, it felt like I had been trapped in a nightmare. For days, I obsessed over the news. There was nothing. No mention of Miguel or Sebastian.

Finally, Kenji could move his family out of state and start over. It was two years later when we found Himiko and Snowball in the church. Kenji voluntarily spoke with detectives the following day. Keegs and I were in the bullpen when I saw him. I remember the look on his face. He was in shock. He thought she was dead.

Right after Jiro died in front of her, Reiko still had the mood to approach Kaze with gifts, showing goodwill. She was not to be underestimated as a woman. It would be foolish of him if he treated her like a mere plaything. … “Jiro died in front of Refined Blade Dojo. Reiko Hara was there and she got blood all over her when he died.” Back at Bronze Sparrow, Miru came over with the latest update. “Mhmm. Let’s see if the Ryokanians know how to behave.” Kaze nodded. His phone suddenly rang. It was from Lock.

Then, he sneered and added, “Some time ago, the sixth leader of the Yakuza died inexplicably in his own heavily guarded hot spring resort in Hokkaido. Do you know about it?” Hiroshi immediately nodded. “Almost everyone in Japan knows about this incident. It was reported on the news that he died of a brain hemorrhage.” “Brain hemorrhage?” Yahiko snorted. “Nah, it’s fake news from the public. In reality, he died at the hands of a Ninjutsu master!”

Yoshiki was wondering how to finish his plans, without making Kenchiki think he was insane and just wanted to kill everyone. He looked away from the body and looked towards Kenchiki. "What did you do with Keith, hunter?" He, of course, knew he was still alive, but there was no need for Kenchiki to know. Kenchiki was really shocked when he was questioned, he thought he was pretty successful in keeping all the unlawful acts he committed lately from his brother but it seems that he needs to work harder, "I- I'll-I mean I don't know what you're talking about." While saying that, he looked at a point above Yoshiki's left eye so that it would seem like he was looking in the eye.

“I cannot believe he ended up as their dinner. But how? There are no ghouls in the Akyaka graveyard. How did we miss this? Did he even die there?” Aylin shook her head firmly. “No. He did not die at the graveyard. The site was too clean, without a single drop of blood. He was dumped there after he was drained elsewhere. Kenan, you need to talk to Chief Serdar. This is officially a case for the Dark Affairs Unit. In the public report, we will call it a tragic slip and fall accident in case any family comes looking for him.” “What about his social media?” I asked, looking at Kenan.