Lelouch Death Novels & Stories

Yet I know more than anyone in this house now that my supposed father has now passed away. Hard as it was, I stood up to approached him. Trembling, I tried to raise my hand holding the death note. Even though my eyes were blurred with tears, I tried to read it without blinking. "Name: Charles Perelman" It was then that memory began to enter into my mind everything he had done in the world. Those memories made me cry even more because they were all smiling faces of his parents, siblings and relatives. By the time his wife, who was from college, came into his life, he admired her a lot. "Age: 42 years old." Until the memories of marriage, childbirth of his wife, pleasure, sorrow. That went as

The sound was so loud that her mind clouded her and it sent her straight towards the exit like a terrified fawn. Almost. Only five meters to go when a deep pain pierced her chest and took her to the ground, falling hard. His breath caught as the hot liquid flooded his back and chest. It had been hit by a bullet. She tried to move but her body refused after a wave of pain that clouded her vision and diminished all her senses. She would die there, she knew it, and she didn't like it one bit. The last thing she remembered, they were arms lifting her from the cold ground, before losing herself in the darkness.

For fucks sake she was a newborn baby when the ritual was preformed by her selfish mother, and this was also after her mother knew that she was our next Luna. If she breaks the blood oath that her mother made her participate in before she even had her own voice, would she die? No matter how angry, hurt, or betrayed I felt I couldn’t allow her to die even if that meant I could never be with her. She deserved an amazing life and I know my pack would hate me for allowing our Luna to leave, but if she was dead she couldn’t be here either.

Its position was a special spot for the former alpha and luna of the Crescent Pack. It was the very same way how Mason Ritchell and Lorraine Ritchell died in Diana’s first life. Atop the loyal wolves of Diana’s parents were her beloved mother and father’s heads, speared for all to see for their supposed treachery. When their rotten corpses could not be distinguished anymore after being eaten by the scavengers, they were buried collectively in a nameless mound where Diana could only weep.

On the other hand, the Broken Souls Cult, the Sifang Sword Sect, and a few other organizations reeled with delight, overjoyed to see Chu Xun dying. "The Sun God's dignity suffers no dishonor from the likes of you, Devil," boomed Louis, holding his hands pompously behind his back with his robes fluttering and snapping in the wind majestically, "Do you honestly believe that there is no one in this world who possesses the might to tame you?" "With you coming here personally to deal with him, High Prelate, I daresay death is the only way for him," smirked Orlov silkily. Louis sternly waved an arm and the Beacon flew to him obediently.

With every blow, the void cracked, revealing glimpses of their childhood: Iris is singing them to sleep. The day they swore to rule as equals. Caelum’s laughter as he carried her on his back through a storm. The Final Strike “Liora… I can’t stop him,” Caelum whispered, sweat and tears mixing on his face. “Do it. End this.” “No!” “If you don’t…” He looked past her at the battlefield below. “Everyone dies.” With a scream of anguish, Liora plunged her blade through his chest.

“Nikita, please just tell us what’s going on.” My heart pounded against my ribcage, a desperate drum trying to keep time against the tide of chaos threatening to overtake me. I took a breath, steadying the tremor in my hands, and when I spoke, the words felt like stones sinking into the abyss. “As you all know, I died...” I forced myself to continue. “...But when I did, I saw my mother. She told me the only way I could truly die was by the hand of my curse. It has to run its course.”

“After your mate's death, a part of your soul will be ripped off permanently. Stay strong.” Unable to comprehend Elijah’s bookish knowledge, Charlotte fired off multiple questions in a quick session. “Mate's death, why? It was just a fight and its almost ended now. Alpha has won, then why would I suffer?” Elijah chuckled at her innocence. “This is a life or death ring, Luna. The fight will end only after one fighter’s death. As in your case, just wait a second. Prince Casper is about to die.” “No!” Charlotte’s shriek overpowered the victorious, menacing growls, she knelt before him.

In timing. These souls were not scheduled. They were not substitutions. No balance was redirected to account for their removal. They were taken because Death chose to take them. That distinction matters. “You intervened,” I say. This is not accusation. It is record. Death does not deny it. He stands exactly as he always does when he carries excess, posture steady, attention precise. The markings along his form burn faintly, not fading, not dispersing. Pain contained where it always is. Within him.

It overturned the worldview of these people. "Your Highness, Louis is indeed dead, and he is dead beyond death. His brain is dead." A trusted subordinate said in terror. Prince Allen opened his mouth wide. He looked at his trusted subordinate in disbelief and looked at Yang Xiao, who was close at hand with fear. "No... impossible. My Luo Ou is invincible in the world. How could he die? Impossible, it's absolutely impossible. You must have bought my trusted subordinate, right?" "You are so bold that you want to cooperate with Yang Xiao to fool me. As long as I don't die today, when I come back, you will all be finished, and your whole family will be finished."