One Piece Ace's Death Episode Mga Nobela at Kwento

He would be happy if she was. Closing his eyes, Ace felt as if he was walking down a tunnel towards the coldness that he felt coming from the other side. Yes. There would be peace. Maybe he would be able to see the moin Goddess, Doyen murmured in his head. After all, he needed t get rid of the blackness of his tainted soul while he waited for his mate to return to ths realm and join him. Then they would have an eternity together. That was his last thought as Ace finally breathed his last.

"No, please no." "Come to me Aella, let me hold you." I don't loosen my grip on the knife even when I get closer to him. "Good girl," Ace says, touching the knife. I don't know why, but I suddenly let go of it, watching him with teared-filled eyes as he pushed the knife into his suit trousers.

"I can't kill it, I don't have the strength and time for that. The moment I say go, run, Rinette, okay?" "Okay," I had seen Ace's body burnt with fire, his skin flame up, but I had never seen his entire body turn into liquid flesh; lava flesh. His hair burnt up completely, the ash of his clothes falling to the ground. I looked at the back of his head, avoiding looking at his behind which might be naked.

Before they knew it, it had turned into an ambush. "Retreat, there's a trap." Their Alpha yelled, but it was too late. Most of his men had fallen. In the next minute, Ace fought his way through the fight to reach their Alpha. He looked him in the eye and drove his blade through his heart. It was in that moment that the surviving Freshwater warriors knew they had underestimated them. It was too late, though. Most of them, following the death of their Alpha, dropped their sword and ran. Ace ordered Rayden to make sure to leave some alive for interrogation. When it all died down, Rayden and his guys had caught three men that they could interrogate. One of the three men fell on a sword on the wa

Ace was shown on the television. She began to pace around the room because thinking that Chloe had failed. She didn't even care about the fact that her son's mate was in the hospital. She began to look for other ways to murder Ariel herself but she wasn't thinking straight at all. Then her phone rang. She saw that it was Ace calling her phone and making her understand that she had killed his mate. Agnes already knew Chloe would die the moment they announced it on the news. She knew that no one takes the poison and survive.

“Ace ….” “Sleep. Don’t talk. I’m trying to focus here,” I said, hoping she’d stop fidgeting against my tight. Sera opened her eyes, looking up at me—tired, but still full of sarcasm. “Where’s that sweet version of Ace I met a few days ago?” I raised an eyebrow. “He died when he saw you at the pavilion this afternoon.” She glared for a second, then chuckled—soft, low. The kind of laugh that, for some damn reason I couldn’t explain, hit something in my chest.

My gaze locked onto his, hoping to impart all the love and gratitude I felt, wishing with every breath that I could create a lasting memory for him, even as my own moments slipped away. With my trembling hand, I gently wiped away his tears, feeling the weight of sorrow that hung in the air. “Hold on, Joeniya!” Ace shouted, pressing down on my chest where the pain throbbed, trying to staunch the wound inflicted by Paul. I managed a soft smile, my heart aching yet resolute. “Don’t blame yourself for what happened, Ace. You became my reason to live, and that’s why I have to die for you.” Each word carried the essence of my devotion, my voice a fragile whisper. “I love you, Ace, from the bottom

I ordered them as Ace and I got off of Viex back so he could help Custard to fight the chimera. A lot of things were happening all at once. The moment Viex left our side, the first prince of Tereau lunged for us. But thankfully, Ace was there since I was still too distracted from keeping an eye out for my familiars. Ace grabbed his swords and skillfully blocked his attack with one sword while he used the other one to cut the first prince’s neck. Then, he kicked his body and decapitated his head away from us. “Don’t think I missed hearing you call her ‘love’.” He says and began looking all around us. “Now where is that bitch Camille?”

he screams at the fourth elder, his voice booming across the silent room. “May the goddess be with you all,” he replies, and Ace slashes his head with his claw. His head falls off from his body with a thud. I trembled as his head stared at me. His eyes and mouth were wide open. Ace continued to kill them all, making a total of seven dead bodies on the floor. Their blood flowed on the floor down to where I was standing. It became a sea of blood and bodies. Ace's claws trickle with blood as he moves to the last person on the opposite side- the Chief.

I hear Ace scream out, rushing to the side of the ring, as close as he can get to me. "I'm sorry, Ace. I'll miss you." I say, shifting my gaze from him to my opponent, who was sure to deliver my death. And for the first time in years, I felt content with my decision. I should've died that night, not Rylee. It was about time I cashed in my cheque. "NO! SIENNA, DON'T!" Ace screams. But it's too late. Deathstroke wastes no time at all to run at me. But instead of blocking his attempt, I stand there motionless.