Makarov Fairy Tail Death Novels & Stories

" She said to him after engraving her claws to Marco's legs. He whimpered in pain. " Faye, Katya is dead! Rylie killed her !" He told his comrade as the Zeta knights. Faye was confused. She's didn't believe that Katya was already dead. She came closer to checked him. " What do you mean she's dead! Katya is one of the bravest on all of us! Rylie is that true you killed her?" Faye asked him but he played as the victim. " No! Marco did it. He killed her. I wanted to help Katya but it's too late!" He said with a fake tears on his fur face.

And behind him, standing on trembling legs, pale, blood-soaked, barely breathing but unmistakably alive was Kiara. Kiara. Her hand still gripped the dagger’s hilt, her eyes were shining with something fierce and ancient, something stronger than death. “You,” Rowan whispered, voice cracking with something like fear. “You’re…supposed to…” “Die?” Kiara rasped. “Not today.” She ripped the dagger downward and Rowan’s scream tore the sky apart. Black lightning exploded from his chest as his body folded to the ground. He was dead, truly dead. And with his death came a sound, a soft, fragile shatter, like glass breaking.

Maira, too, sprinted towards the crater. Colt, Falco, and Rain were still stunned by the unexpected triumph. They were about to transform into a Barbeque only a second ago, but now the decapitated corpse of the giant was lying next to their feet. Falco was the first to realise what was going on. He lifted his shaky hand and gazed at his dagger with shaking eyes. He peaked at the massive headless corpse over and over. His expressions suggested that he was having difficulty believing what he had just done. He eventually regained his control and murmured,

Create myths. I provide truth. Exact. Detailed. Undeniable. 7:18 AM - Wolf fighter (W-22, name: Sarah Klein). Throat torn by Cormac's enforcer. Bled out in forty seconds. 7:19 AM - Vampire hunter (V-34). Staked by Valentina Corvino. Turned to ash. 7:21 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-03). Holy water attack by Tom Cracksman. Burned from inside. Died screaming.

And since she skipped out on my dad's funeral, it's unlikely she cares or wants to see me. "I'll stay." I meet his gaze. "One thing, though. Please." He lifts his chin. "Yes?" "Headmaster..." I lick my dry lips. "Someone told me that this school is magic. But that's... it's not possible. Right?" He leans forward, his eyes dancing with excitement. "So many things will become clear to you at Hawthorn, but for now..." He clasps his hands, the gesture making him look even older than he does already.

“Except that, although I wanted to, I didn’t kill her. I was there when she died and very happy to be there to witness her demise, but I didn’t kill her.” “Who did?” “A rogue fairy named Martinez,” he said, bitterly. “He had it out for Serena for something and he just happened to show up at that time. He killed her and then disappeared. Before he did, he compelled the shifters to forget about him. It was clear that Serena had been killed by fairy magic. I was the only one with any fairy magic ability in the room that the shifters could remember. Because of this, I got the blame for her death.”

The dead person was not Alex but Felicity’s brother. Fairy Fay, who was busy fighting with Xerxes, suddenly heard Felicity’s cries tinged with despair. After she turned around abruptly, she felt a tightness in her chest, as if she had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world. Her cultivation partner, her husband, turned out to be dead. “Ahh—! Hubby!” Fairy Fay almost spat a mouthful of blood. On the other hand, Felicity even released all of her Immortal Wheel of Life and wanted to fight Alex to the death.

“You feel nothing. The people you killed meant nothing to you!” Instinctively, my eyes drifted toward him, my glance not settling into the trap his mockery laid. Instead, I turned back to the Elders, holding their gaze with quiet dignity. “Three thousand, one hundred and twenty-seven lives,” I stated, the number a cold echo of my deeds. “I have taken in my eighteen years of life.” I began to recite, the bitterness of memory flooding each name. “Alpha Markus of the Red Cliff Pack… Alpha Jason of the Moonlit Shadows… Alpha Terrin…” The litany of names filled the hall like a haunting dirge, silencing even Yuri’s interruption with their solemn gravity.

"Daddy will keep you safe." As he started to say the magic words that would take her to safety, an arrow flew past his ear and struck the wall behind him. He had hardly any time to react when another arrow hit him right in the chest. The sharp pain shot through his body like a lightning bolt, making him stagger backward. Draven felt blood oozing from the wound. He fell to his knees but refused to give up. With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke.

Death turned his face towards Moratia and gave a slight nod. I lifted my gaze and looked at Moratia. The Ravens and crows that ripped Mizkeal’s soul away from Kian had long disappeared into the dark portal with his soul. The portal revolved behind Death’s divine yet haunting figure. His face was covered with a skull mask. He turned towards the portal and stretched out his hand towards Moratia. She glanced at me and smiled. “Thank you for everything, Carys,” she said before she turned around and looked into his eyes before placing her hand in his. They walked into the dark portal. Once their figures were engulfed by the darkness, a burst of light shot across the ground, dispersing the ocean’s