Romans & histoires Poison Rain

I was their protector, the one they were bound to listen to. But this poison wasn't anywhere being obedient. Compared to Aragon's power and strength, this toxic Ricin seemed powerful enough to let his body go numb. It was prepared using dark magic. And there had to be a human behind all these. Seeing him in that state was my weakness. But after the rejection, I thought everything ended between us. Much to my surprise, sparks were still alive. The moment I touched his forehead, I could absorb that Ricin. He wasn't dead, lying there like a vegetable. The world of poison got simulated, and it was connected to him. The worse he got, the worse my world started tearing apart. Keeping it safe was m

Her lips turned down and her eyes were glassy. "Hey, calm down, we're still investigating the case. We're going to find out why she did that soon. The perfume she used as sprayed directly on you which made you cough because it was harsh, she offered you a bottle of water, the poison was in the water." Storm was silent, I saw the fear in her eyes. "Hey Rainstorm, what's the matter? Everything is fine now, she can't hurt you again." I took her hands in mine, brought them up to my lips for a kiss.

He came back out and called for a maid. "Where is my wife?" The maid shivered under his cold gaze. She lowered her head not able to utter a word. He had asked them to make sure all of the other rooms were locked and his wife had no access to any of them except his bedroom but who knew... who knew his wife was a crazy woman. She poisoned all of them and told them they'll all die in thirty minutes if they don't provide the keys and take the antidote. She sounded serious and the sudden sting they felt in their intestines made them realize she was hell, not joking. No one even knew how she spreaded the poison to them. They just started to feel really weak and a stinging pain inside their stomach

I regretted my action for not killing him, but it was too late for me to cry over spilled milk. "The poison you took is the Baisin internal poison," he said, and I gulped down into nothing. Cold sweat formed on my face as I reminisced on his last statement. The Baisin internal poison was a very lethal poison that has been banned from the werewolf world because of its dangerous effect. The poison feeds on the intestines and organs of the victim until the person dies unless the antidote was given at the right time would the victim survive. I didn't used to be afraid in whatever situation or condition I found myself in but the situation I found myself in was too much for me.

As the sea breeze rustled and the waves rolled, the spiritual sea in front of him abruptly turned ink-black. Its vibrant essence had ceased to exist. Surging malevolent energy filled the air, whipping up strong winds and unleashing a shower of rain. Yet, the rain was no ordinary precipitation. It was dark, foul-smelling, and tainted with pollution. In just an instant, all life within the sea was extinguished.

If I couldn't find hidden traps, I wouldn't get to eat, so that helped me learn fast. Issei gently rubbed Gurigura on the head, then looked over the new report. "Lake Guinevere has started to generate poison. Rot poison... One of the more powerful naturally-occurring ones. Further, we have also discovered the cause. The ocean is constantly stirred by currents, but no such current exists in the man-made Lake Guinevere. All that sea water sits in one spot under the warm sun until it gradually decays. This poison is the result of us tampering with nature. Without more purifiers, many will likely suffer from the poison. But we haven't gotten a positive response from the president. Government act

he rushes out. “Yes dad, it’s safe here. What’s wrong?” I ask. “I got your note,” his voice trembles and my blood runs cold. “You were right, love. That combination of those tealeaves. They created a poison called nightlight that in strong doses is fatal within minutes but in small doses can drag out for years. Making the victim extremely sick. Now please tell me you haven’t been drinking this.” His voice is thick with fear.

"The one person I want most in this world is the only one who can destroy me. And she wants nothing more than my death." "This is beyond dangerous, Alpha. This is suicidal." "Maybe," I agreed, then tensed as I heard thunder in the distance. "No. No, not now." "What's wrong?" "Rain," I gasped as the first drops hit the windows. "The rain makes it worse. Always has, ever since the poison." The pain intensified with each thunderclap, like lightning striking directly into my wounds. I'd discovered this the first night after she poisoned me – rain amplified everything, made the wolfsbane burn hotter, made the stab wounds throb deeper.

The Blood-Rain was not a metaphor. It was a physical corruption, a heavy, metallic downpour that stained the world a deep, visceral crimson. As the ten thousand newly awakened Hallowed warriors marched out of the Silver Mines, the sky seemed to be hemorrhaging. Each drop that landed on the skin felt like a needle-prick of sorrow, a cold, cloying reminder of the lives Selene had sacrificed to fuel her ascension.

Every time a ship launched, he felt the kinetic recoil in his spine. "Three Vanguards away!" Sophia shouted. "Leo, the Phase-Wall is reacting! They’re dropping the Siphon-Beacons!" The Rain of Poison Above the city, the sky began to bleed. The Siphon-Platform had released its first wave of "Decay-Beacons", massive, glowing violet cylinders that fell through the atmosphere like meteorites. As they hit the ionosphere, they began to vent a thick, purple gas that reacted with the Green-Ghost pollen, turning the glowing emerald clouds into a dark, toxic sludge.