Kyojuro Death Novels & Stories

There was not a single conniving bone in his body, and while he was very civilian-like, Zen did not waver or back down when he made up his mind. They called her the Death Princess because she killed without mercy. Akiko Kanzaki was born and raised to be the perfect death machine. However, she wavered in front of her death. The first death she experienced in this game rendered her cold with dread. She saw the fear in the eyes of her targets when she visited. She experienced the fear of dying in her harsh training. However, dying in the dungeon was different from those. Each time she woke up to a white ceiling, she questioned herself. “How do you find so much joy in dying?”

Since the private doctor didn’t want to die, he reluctantly dug out my only kidney. I died on the operating table, but the three of them didn’t notice. They didn’t even look at me once before they left. Afraid of being held responsible, the doctor fled as soon as my brothers were gone. No one stayed to deal with my body. My corpse was left in the empty hospital, the wound on my side still bloody and exposed to the air. My soul followed my kidney. It was just like when I was little, always tagging behind my brothers whenever they went out.

The face was all scratched up, and anything on her body that could prove her identity was taken away, so we suspect it's an intentional murder. Hearing that the body was salvaged from Salakole, Winston paused for a moment, then he put on his sterile gloves with a poker face. I floated in mid-air, staring at the man in front of me. Three years... It had been three years since I died. After I died, my soul was trapped in Salakole, suffering in the fierce wind and freezing weather all day. Until someone found me, they brought me back. But I didn't expect that Winston was the person who would personally dissect me.

"Shall I clean this place up, Alpha Ryu?" "There's no essence in you cleaning this place up if you can't come back in. You can see dear Timothy lying cold on the ground. This is the fourth time he entered my chambers, and this is also the last time, if I must say. Your luck determines how long you'll stay as my personal assistant," he retired back to his chair, patting Timothy's head as he settled. "What if I decided not to be your personal assistant?". "Death is inevitable." A cold, icy look appeared on his face, making me stagger backwards till I couldn't move any more.

“You’re supposed to be dead.” K Whatever flinched…. ‘ The Kiera here died too? Do I really meant to die?’ She thought and felt a huge pain inside her. ~ KL •ARC 3• TSUBE

"I thought so." My eyes narrowed. "What does that mean?" "After I left, I started thinking about that night. Every detail." "And?" "The man who died." My heartbeat increased. "What about him?" Gaius swallowed. "I don't think he was Nile." “Why did you say so?” "I believe the man who died was Noah." "No." "Karma…" "No." My mind rejected it immediately. Noah was alive at least it's the real Noah that's alive. Noah was my husband.

I witnessed many pack members come to pay their respects, saying things like, "It was such a shame for a hero like him to die so young." But I knew he wasn't a hero. No, he was just a heartbroken man who could no longer go on living. Just before my soul completely faded, I thought I heard a soft and gentle voice calling from somewhere. "Syl, I've finally found you." Then came endless darkness and eternal peace.

I tell him meekly as I feel my fear closing in on me again, while under his gaze. His hand grips my jaw tightly as he makes me loom up at his tall figure, "To you, I'm Death. Don't ask questions," "OK-" my door suddenly opened and he was gone as Mika entered the house She saw my dad as he lay dead in a pool of blood before looking at me. I was stunned, so stunned. What had just happened within the last 15 minutes of my life? "Oh shit, Gabi," she pulled me into a tight hug as she pets my hair as my face was squished in her chest, "You can stay with me- wait, you're not crying," she pulls my head back up

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

I’ll be coming for him tomorrow Jason can have another day off. As we are wiping down the mat I notice a group of men deep in discussion still hanging about, scars trail up their arms to their shirt sleeves. A handful even have them on their faces. They must be Blood Moon pack warriors. No one else has warriors that tall, large, and ruthless. Dad clears his throat and I get back to our task at hand and help him carry the mat inside. Once put away we head home. I wave goodbye to Hudson and Bailey and walk with dad.