Naruto Forest Of Death Novels & Stories

Her pain was so vivid that anyone seeing the photo could feel it. I suddenly felt a chill go down my spine. A wave of grief and bitterness swept over me, and I felt like I had died all over again. That day, after getting out of the car, I had fallen into a hunting trap and died on the spot—both lives were lost. I gritted my teeth and looked at Enzo. He stood there looking like he'd been struck by lightning—motionless and not even breathing. He stared hard at that photo, and his eyes gradually became more bloodshot.

Third person POV Luna leads them into the worst part of the forest Ronan's ever seen. Trees here grow wrong. Twisted up like arthritic fingers. Branches reach toward each other making a canopy so thick barely any light gets through. "You sure this is the right way?" he asks. "It's the only way they won't expect us to take." Luna moves through the weird trees like she's done this before. "The Forest of Whispers. Most people avoid it."

The warmth in the air disappeared. Nyxar frowned. "We've crossed into another part of the path." Celestia nodded. "The Forest of Joy has ended. The Forest of Regret begins." Immediately, the atmosphere grew heavier. The first tree they passed displayed a different kind of memory: Fenrir kneeling beside Rhea after the battle. Another showed Nyxar watching his kingdom burn. Another showed Killian standing alone after believing Seraphina had died years ago. Seraphina instinctively slipped her hand into his. "You don't have to look."

The huge Red Forest awaited us. “Luna, No matter what happens, don’t look back. Even if you hear anyone, just don’t look back. Remember that you are alone in this Forest. Even if you hear me, just don’t look back at any cost. And don’t let go of my hand.” Baspo made his point. His actions deciphered that he had been here before. “Any more questions?” Baspo asked. We were outside the dense Red Forest with 600 or more meters tall trees. The treetops weren’t even visible. One step ahead and we won’t be able to go back.

The shadows melted into one another as he walked along the pathway, swimming like entrails, in and out of themselves. There was a way the being walked, for he was not exactly a man; he glided along the road, his feet barely touching the ground. There was gloom in his movement, measured gloom as if he had a purpose to bring exactly that wherever he went. Perhaps his human nature or the lack of it would have been seen had it been his face was not covered with the hood of an old, dark cloak. He was silent. Presently, he stopped before a railway track and waited. The wind gathered momentum and pulled the trees behind him the way a passionate lover pulls the hair of his partner in the heat of a s

I ranted. “And the gunfire?” he questioned. “Shinobu is dead.” I shrugged, walking into my bedroom. “You… you killed him?” he stammered. “Of course. A lesson needed to be learned. No one pretends to be Kitsune. No one kills in my name but me.” I answered as I calmly began to undress.

“And don’t make your sneezing joke. It’s not funny.” His mouth was already open, but he closed it. “Wait—I’ve heard of Aokigahara,” Ivy said, scooting to the edge of her chair. “Isn’t that… the suicide forest in Japan?” Slowly, Lyric’s head bobbed up and down. “Oh, crap….” Rider mumbled. “I saw that movie. Not cool.” “It makes sense though,” Cutter surmised. “I mean, it explains why all of those people are killing themselves there.”

But she would be that selfish. Also explains why she didn’t shift and try to fight back. She also reeks of at least two males and their cheap cologne. “Welcome to the Flying Death Nina,” I say, as Missile steps back, reaches into his jeans and lights up a joint. When he passes it, I take a hit. She sits up, but Klunk’s wolf sits close and doesn’t let her stand. “The… Flying… You’re in the Flying Death,” she mumbles, her eyes wide.

"What do you mean?!" "Iris, the animal you brought earlier came from the Nitea Forest. Don't you smell a distinct odor around its body?" Iris looked back. It growled low and perched on Kaia's shoulder. Iris retorted, "But, she's harmless." The black dwarf, who had wanted to skin the animal, was getting impatient. "Iris! Anything inside the Nitea Forest is not to be underestimated. They are dangerous no matter how small. Including her!" The Nitea Forest is a forest that doesn't get a bit of sunlight. This forest is always dark and can give birth to wild beasts with high-level strength. However, an animal as cute as that can't be dangerous right?

The man pointed. "Yeah, yeah. I'm just surprised that they actually have a lifespan and thought that they were trying to hide her assassination, but who knows that she did actually die because of old age? What are you searching here, anyway?" Luke looked around at the street that gradually lessened from patrons. He found it odd, Runalia loved it luxuries but it was the first time for him to know there was a street that had fewer people, unlike how bustling it was in the street they walked before.