Poison Rain Novels & Stories

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

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.

Damian covers his head as he rushes back toward us, his eyes red. “This isn’t normal rain! It burns like hell!” Kael suddenly stops. He stares at the drops landing on a broad leaf beside us. The leaf lets out a faint sizzling sound. Then, small black holes slowly begin appearing across its surface. “Acid rain,” Kael growls. A drop lands on the back of my hand. It feels like a burning needle stabbing my skin. The area turns red and itchy instantly. “Everyone, protect your heads!” Fredrick shouts as he pulls Ash tightly against him. “Hurry, Ash! We need to move faster!”

Nadia POV “Who is she?” Lorenzo asked after we got back home from the hospital where Scarlett had been admitted. The doctor said that She was injected with a sedative and that once it was out of her system, she was going to be alright. I can't believe how close I was to losing Scarlett today due to my foolishness if I had just listened to Lorenzo when he told me not to go out in the morning. It was raining heavily outside with lots of thunder and lightning, and as a result, we got drenched in the rain before we could get into the house. I had changed my clothes and was drying my hair with a towel.

Rumble! Lightning struck, and thunder roared. Pitter-patter! Rain poured from the sky. However, the raindrops were black. Eerily, when the rain made contact with the ground, it seemed to have eroded the soil. The soil gave off a pungent smell. “What?” Thea was stunned. Feeling her face, she realized that there were also water droplets on her skin. She could clearly see that the droplets were black in color. Even as a powerful martial artist, she could feel the corrosiveness of the rain.

​(unedited) Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass house, the rain poured down with relentless force, beating a fierce, rhythmic tattoo against the windowpanes. A profound, enveloping silence hung over the surroundings, broken only by the steady, melancholic roar of the storm. The earthy, intoxicating fragrance of *petrichor*-the scent of wet earth-drifted thick through the damp air. It was the kind of rain that poets wrote about, a weather meant to draw lovers closer, to weave their hearts and bodies together in a cozy sanctuary of warmth.

Caitlin glanced at the corpse and asked, "How did he die?" "Poisoning," Felix replied, handing her the autopsy report. "We found a neurotoxic substance called *tabun* in his system." Caitlin quickly read the report and understood. Tabun, or *dimethylamino-cyanophosphoryl fluoride*, is a highly toxic chemical agent. It's colorless, with a faint bitter almond odor, and it dissolves easily in water. It was commonly used as a chemical weapon during wartime and could easily contaminate water supplies.