Kyojuro Death Novels & Stories

A nifty spell of his known as spatial displacement, which enabled him to advent anywhere across the globe as long as it has a beacon. Kyo's particles would reconstruct several meters away from the beam of light. The wind blowing away the cloak he wore revealing his appearance. Kyo has a height of 5'4, and is heavily built, he wears a white priest robe which has a hoodie that conceals his hair and has a pair of jade eyes.

At this moment, Zephyr Khan's momentum was surging and he had the advantage. However, Jian Yu didn't seem to have no strength to fight except for slight injuries. However - ... Perhaps they couldn't have imagined that Jian Yu's situation wasn't as easy as he had imagined. It could even be said that every step was dangerous! If it weren't for the powerful existence in the body of Jian Yu. Jian Yu had been killed by Zephyr Khan in the fight. After all! The violent Fighting Soul of Zephyr Khan was a heaven-defying secret skill.

That was what every official record said. Car accident, fifteen years ago, a stretch of highway two states over. Death certificate filed within four days. Funeral arrangements made by a distant cousin. A small notice in a local newspaper that no one had thought to scan until Tobias found the archive. Dead. Clean. Documented. Cameron set the initial search results on the kitchen table in front of Nyla without comment. She read through them. Then she looked up. "He's not dead," she said.

Kuya Zak said, I nodded looking at Keng in response. "Nice meeting you Keng." I said and I breathed a sigh of relief now that I won't be slaughtered inside this room. "It's done. I'll hide first because I know if I'm really their target, I'll come out when they get together for a massacre." He said to me. "I'll be your side Mio if ever happened I'll come, justice will also be achieved, so target Hideo Yuma Kubo." He added I wondered why I would target that person? Is he the one who killed him or is he the killer of Kuya Zak?

he urged, his voice cracking with a heartache that mirrored my own. I shook my head, tears finally breaking free as I looked at him. "It's okay," I murmured, my voice soft and resigned. Each word felt weighted with finality. "I love you, Rykor." My body slumped to the floor, the pain surging through me too much to bear. I knew this was it, and as I lay there listening to the chosen around me, my eyes fixated on the ceiling before me. I had played my death out in my mind a million times before that. When the time came, I would lay under the moon, letting its light bath me as I drifted away. This was not what I had dreamed, and as I lay there ready to die, my heart begged for me to hang on to

I didn't realise that it had reached his heart. "Seer, my dear...Seer," he tried to say amidst fits of coughs. "I'm so blessed to see your face as my last." "We're losing him!" I screamed, not knowing what else to say or do. The poison was already squeezing life out of him. His muscles slackened, his breath getting slower. He moved one more time, then his face turned pale and still, his eyes glowing with a sheen of death. Kato, the young and promising chief chef was dead.

“You’ve always been sickly. I suggested taking you to the hospital, but you refused. Jacob told me long ago that something was off about you, but I still chose to believe you instead of him!” He called for his bodyguards to lock Rachel up. As he stared at my body silently, he used a clean cloth to wipe away the blood on my face. He called out my name repeatedly, but no one answered. In the end, Mark could no longer hold back his sadness. He fell to the floor and covered his eyes in anguish. “Jane’s dead… I killed her… “I’ll pay for your life… Jane, just wait for me…” I watched coldly, but my resentment grew.

I fell to my knees, Kyo lay bloody and sizzling with lightning. I didn’t need my eyes to see that she was bloody. I didn’t need my nose to tell me the blood was hers. I didn’t need my ears to hear her pained and raspy breath. I could feel it in my soul. She was dying. Again. “It’s okay.” Kyoko spoke out loud in perfect English. “Dear Kali, no...” "Uh oh...." Eli whispered. He took a step toward her but quickly backed up as shadows lashed out at him. A dragon familiar only spoke verbally to accept death.

I waited for the pain to penetrate my whole being as I closed my eyes. Dying in front of Kylo was torture. Dying before the eyes of someone who looks up to me and believes that I’m perfect. But unfortunately, perfect people die first before anyone else. “Die!” Vior said in a hushed tone. I heard someone groan close to me. Someone landed on my chest that made me open my eyes in a hurry. It was Sojin. His body fell to the floor as blood flowed from his abdomen. I bent down to look at him closely.

He hadn't gone far when gunshots rang out. Ethan rushed outside and saw Lucian clutching his shoulder, blood seeping through his fingers. "Lucian!" He caught him as he fell and dropped to his knees. Lucian collapsed in his arms, completely still. Just like five years ago, when Aurora and Julian died in his arms.