Nebula Suicide の小説・ストーリー

Everyone looked worried including Natasha, Olivia and Jessica who had changed into new clothes. Mr. Tyler glanced around and on seeing the carcass of the Nebuzar, he gasped, “my God, what happened?” Sean looked at the dead creature and then at Aliyah, “What the hell is that thing?” Mr. Tyler went up to inspect it and he gasped in wonder. “As I live and breathe. This is a Nebuzar, a thousand years Nebuzar in fact. It should be hibernating by now, Nebuzars hibernate at this time.” He turned to Aliyah and sighed, “this place is not safe. Where there is one Nebuzar, there are bound to be more. Maybe Aliyah would tell us what happened when we get home. Alright Children, go get your gears, we are

"We have not had a nitch in the palace since our creator's creator was a young Dagerstanteen." The two aliens held weapons that started to shoot fire from the barrels. The black fire lit the goo causing giant puffs of yellow smoke. All around the room, the Nebos rose to eat the smoke like big mouths consuming at a rapid rate. Chasm covered his mouth and nose as instructed. "After I removed the peela from Norwell, she ripped the nitch from her neck. She still has four more." JP nodded toward the black bands around her wrists and ankles. Chasm stayed on the counter as the Nebos flipped and shimmered in the fire. The fabric looked like the silk was enjoying eating the smoke. He coughed and trie

Nuella did not think too much about what she said but it was the next day when they got a call that Cassandra had committed suicide in prison she then understood why she had made that statement. Did Nuella feel sad? No, but she felt pity for Cassandra’s mother who fell unconscious again after hearing of her daughter’s death. Another thing that hurts the woman up till this day is the fact that her daughter dead a sinner, Cassandra did not repent or show any form of repentance. She did not regret her actions but only regretted the fact that she failed in her plans and because she could not stand staying in prison, she killed herself because she felt life wasn’t worth living again.

Luca’s POV Darkness wasn’t empty it was a void filled with echoes. My heartbeat stopped by Sofia’s neural blocker left me floating in a limbo where time stretched like taffy. No pain. No fear. Just fragments of lives unlived, swirling like the nanos we’d unleashed. But the purge code had fired: global swarm self-terminating, the hub’s core overloading into a contained implosion. Mikhail’s plane—mid-descent would hit a dead network, his empire crumbling mid-air.

After a long second, she gave a tight nod. “I didn’t claw my way out of a chair to live on her leash,” she said. “If the choice is die free or die humming to her tune, I know which one I’m picking.” Tessa laid a hand briefly on Nia’s shoulder. Mara exhaled. “All right,” she said. “Say we buy into this apocalypse speed‑run. Who’s on which suicide mission?” “None of them are suicide missions,” Kael said. “Not unless we get lazy. And we’re not.”

"We'll do this together, support the new alpha tonight, and then, we'll leave first thing tomorrow. We'll go wherever you want to go. The mountains. Beach. An island somewhere. Wherever. Just us. I'll find you that place where you can be naked all the time, and we can have sex in the front yard. Just do this one thing with me." She shook her head vehemently. "No. This is stupid. You're going to get yourself killed. I'm not joining you in your little death wish." She reached out, gripping him as he gripped her. "Neal, don't do this. It's suicide, and you know it. Bane will kill you. Forget the bonfire. Let's just leave right now if you're determined to just let the new guy take over. Let's es

“Lorelei Arley, you have a death wish!” Eustace was furious and wanted to kill Lorelei with the Umbrella of Destiny that he held. When both parties were a kilometer apart, he unleashed layers of life-and-death threads, severing the space. “Sis, run quickly!” Nebula reminded loudly. She rushed over and wanted to lend a hand, but her former sisters surrounded her. Poof! A sword hit Nebula’s stomach. Poof! Another sword hit Nebula’s thigh. “Nebula Finley, we are the young lord’s allies! We can only feel sorry for you! You should die in peace!”

The whispers of old, the AI manipulations, even the energy-based life form from the anomaly – all paled in comparison to the malevolent entity that lurked within the Veiled Nebula. The data packet, recovered from the self-destructing drone, offered a glimpse into the entity's nature. It wasn't a physical being, but rather a concentrated form of psychic energy, feeding on the life force of entire planets. Its tendrils of darkness reached out, consuming not just life, but knowledge, culture, and the very essence of existence.

At once, he felt a deep cut in his heart, blood ran so fast into his heart, King Nebula ran towards his bed, put on his clothes and laid on the bed as he tossed around in pain, his hand on his chest. But the more he tried to ease the pain, the worse it became and the burning feeling in his body didn't lessen but increased. At once, he felt liquid trickling down his face, with shaky hands, he touched his nose and realized it was blood, "No!" He muttered as he shook his head, "No!" He said again and moved backwards on his bed and before he knew it, he fell heavily to the ground and instantly, he broke his neck and died at the spot. Queen Suna stared at an open space, she picked up a tea cup an

Easton murmured as Ethan was being thrown out. Now, Ethan was out of the picture. Easton had some control over the company. Nelly was no match to him. He rubbed his stomach in satisfaction. He was still the same old Easton, the king of the underworld. No one stood in his way. Few minutes later, there was news causing a stir on the internet. A certain young woman had committed suicide! Some pills were found on the floor where she lay dead and it was believed to be the substance she took. That certain young woman was Aria Dean!