One Piece Death Novels & Stories

extinguish. I didn't have to look. I knew what had happened. An Alpha who dies from the Soul-Eater's sickness... their very soul is devoured. Erased. They cannot return to the Goddess. It is the cruelest death. And it was the end he had earned. "Now, in the name of the Moon Goddess, I pronounce you mated." Ronan gently cupped my face and, in front of everyone, gave me a kiss full of love and devotion. Behind me, I heard the guards quietly removing... the body.

‎One wrong move and your head might be gifting space in all it's bloodied glory while you watch in high spirits. ‎However, it all added to my plan. I wasn't bought on the lie that my parents were different from how I remembered them to be. They must've killed them for nothing and decided to paint a picture to the public. I was going to get them back for it. Using the leader of Veil, I will hunt down everyone involved in their deaths. Then I'll kill Kiean and his brothers. If I play along, no one would suspect a thing. Death picked the wrong test subject to mess with.

Kiran said to her. Adelie left Kai’s office with tears running down her face and Kiran sat down on Kai’s chair and sighed loudly. He wiped his hand over his face and cursed under his breath as Death sat in front of him with no expression on his face. “Don’t you dare,” Kiran said to him. “Or what?” Death asked him, a smile starting at the corners of his mouth. “How do you suppose Kai knocked you back into your own realm?” Kiran asked him, with a stare.

Intense. Real. An affliction with no antidote. Because no pain can come equally to what I felt at that moment, how it was all ripped away from me when I saw life ever so slowly leave his eye; nothing can take away the vision of him as he slipped away from me. It doesn't matter which way you slice it, look at it or analyze it. It'll always come up with the same sum... same fact, that he is dead. And the man who killed him is still out there. Still breathing, alive and planning more ruin.

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

DEATH; DEATH IS an enchantress. Whether you’re young or old; rich or poor; there will come a day when be ensnared by it and succumb to the grave, eventually. The love could’ve been looming over your cotton-soft heart since your birth, or an acquired intimacy for it one day while sat in the wool; for as long as one had as ever trod shoe-leather.

I lifted my hand, hovering over Death’s version of one before pausing. “…And I want you to remove your mark from me,” I said, and felt his dissatisfaction roll through the room as the shadows swirled angrily where they were, and the creature under the bed hissed angrily. “The only claim I want on me when this is over is my true mate’s.” Death curled his outstretched hand into a fist for a moment before he growled, "Fine. We have a deal."

The officer coldly replied, "Cause of death: acute liver failure. She had taken high doses of painkillers. Her organs failed rapidly." "The doctor suspected there might be an external toxin in her system, but she had signed a do-not-treat consent and refused further testing, so it was never confirmed." Marlene stood there, stunned. Suddenly, a memory surfaced. Jasmine had once smiled and asked her, "If I die, would you feel sad?" At the time, she thought Jasmine was being dramatic and even told her she looked fine. That it was probably just inflammation. Even then, Jasmine had been coughing up blood.

He stopped moving and gasped. Before he vanished, he managed to chant a spell towards me, “Absolute Death Incantation!” Dark magic circling me, then he laughed and words echoed in my ears, “Even an immortal can die and there’s no exception with the power granted to me… death awaits you, Chosen One! Bwahahaha!”

The enemy has been slain. "The black envelope I gave to you was called a death note. There are three types of a cause of death that you will be encountered," he was saying that's while raising his three fingers. He looks cute with that so I had to hold back a smile for him not to notice it while looking at him. Difficult but manageable. I guess, "the first one is the fated death means the human is fated to be death by the time being, in the short game over." he bored explained that somehow I understand. "The next one is the accidental death meaning they are not supposed to die but they have to, in order to balance the human world." This time he makes a serious face. "While the last one was t