Kuroshitsuji Claude Novels & Stories

"Death is just another door, my child. And I refuse to walk through it." "What do you mean?" "My spirit lives on," he said, moving closer to me. "And I have been very busy since my body died." He waved his hand, and suddenly I could see images floating in the air around us. Images of Noah, but not the Noah I knew. This Noah had glowing red eyes and was speaking to someone I couldn't see. "You see," Klaudius continued, "that creature you think you love? The one who has been manipulating you? He's not acting alone anymore."

Without hesitation, Claud rushed over to him and yanked the eldershard crystal from around his neck, the glowing energy immediately fading as the crystal was removed from his body. The battlefield fell into an eerie silence. The city was safe. But they had barely survived. Claud, panting heavily, looked down at Lycidas’ unconscious form and muttered, “Damn, he wasn’t kidding when he said that he was going to be able to go toe to toe with a celestial.” “Archer, go and grab the girl and tie her up. We have questions to ask her.” “I’m not Archer, I’m Asher.” “You’re twins so it’s normal for me to confuse you for each other. Just answer whatever name I decide to call you.” Claud said. “Alright g

“Not a blush. Not a glance. I tried to introduce myself. I even smiled. And nothing. Ice cold.” Shu groaned again, but this time it was sharper, pinched at the bridge of his nose and full of suffering. “That’s not an elemental affinity, you egotistical noodle. That’s just her having standards.” “Could it be the ears?” Yin whispered, poking the top of his head where his leaf barely concealed the twitch beneath. “Oh, it’s definitely the ears,” Shu replied with the exhausted certainty of someone who had seen that leaf fail too many times. “You always forget to suppress them when you're excited. Like a divine golden retriever with a god complex.”

How the fuck did Claude had done that? Claude cast an evil spirit to succumb to some werewolves with the help of Darkesta on his side. My eyes felt burning as I shook my head. It was unbelievable. Claude looked so harmless and kind. He was kind and soft, I treated him almost like a brother for the past days we had been hanging around. Oh my God.

I stared at him for a long second before speaking. “Can you talk like this?” His eyes cracked open before he shook his head. A hum slipped past my lips. “Figures.” I ran my fingers through his fur one last time before patting his head. “You must be hungry.” Claude pulled back immediately, shifting off me, giving me space to get out of bed. Then, before I could even stand, the sound of bones cracking filled the air again. This time, it was faster. More fluid. When it was over, Claude was back—human again—sitting on the bed, his frown deep and thoughtful as he met my gaze.

Claude stood at the staircase, his twin blades a whirlwind of silver as he cut down attackers in council colors. Then he froze mid-swing. His eyes widened, his body locking as though caught in invisible chains. A figure stepped from the smoke—shadowed, inhuman. One clean arc of their blade sent Claude’s head tumbling. “CLAUDE!” Odessa’s scream tore through the inferno as his body crumpled. In the grand hall below, Adonis knelt on cracked marble, his massive frame hunched over Lucien. The younger Valentine’s skin blistered and split, black fire consuming him from within.

Lucas lowered his head and cried, “Please forgive me, Alphas! I swear to the goddess it wasn’t me who said those things, it was my beta and—” But he never finished. Claude moved, so fast he was barely even a blur. One second he was leaning back in his chair, the next he’d materialised behind Lucas, hoisted him up and leaned into his shoulder with a sick smile as his nails lengthened into sharp claws, one pressing to Lucas’s throat, digging just enough to draw a thin bead of blood. Lucas gasped, eyes widening, his body going rigid with fear. From his face it was clear he hadn’t even noticed how Claude had moved, only that if Claude sank that claw deeper, he’d die right there.

Claude smiled and moved closer, signaling to someone I hadn't seen. My crutches were kicked away, I lost my balance and fell on my butt, catching myself with my hands. When I looked around, I saw the brothers Dennis and Daniel, one on each side, each holding one of my crutches with faces distorted by radiating anger. Claude took another step forward, crouched down, and with that cynical smile on his face, said, "Like I said, here you're just another poor devil. But me, my friend," Claude stood up and spread his arms, "I'm the king of hell! Have fun, boys."

Kuro whispered something in his young master ear and finally stood up straight behind his Young master when he finally finishing saying something to his Young master that he wanted. Gabriele of course can hear what Kuro said if he wanted to, but because he was not accustomed to being nosy, he ignored it and retracted his gaze at the two figure once again and fell at Clone figure, holding that Legendary electric Shock cage that size was unexpectedly reduce into half, like the cage of any normal bird that was kept as a pet. Clone after sensing Gabriele gaze falling on his figure quivered a little, the trauma that this guy had inflicted on him had really made him miserable to the extent where o

“Do you mean Tony Turner’s brother, Ezekiel Turner?” “Do you know Tony Turner?” Kayson nodded. “Yes. I killed Tony.” Claude was stunned for a while before he started laughing like a madman. “You are finished! Kayson, my mentor will find and kill you. Tony was his only brother!” “Oh? Is that so? Then I will wait for him to come and kill me,” replied Kayson. “Your time will come!” Just as Claude spoke, his waist exploded, and a glimmer of golden energy flew toward the sky. Claude spat out some blood and died on the spot.