Novel & Cerita Regulus Corneas Death

Kael intervened and the doctor's eyes rested on us for a few more seconds before he mouthed an ‘oh’ out of realization. “Oh my goodness. My goodness, you didn't know your son died?” The doctor said with a fallen yet confused expression and I took a seat. “He had Metaphase Collapse Disorder. He was bound to die the minute he shifted and there was no cure. The Luna tried out an exhibitor in the testing process for treatment but we couldn't get that as the funding for that was directed to the Awakening Serum project.”

How? How could my rejection still work when I was already gone? For the first time since my death, I saw true fear in Lumian’s eyes.

Aunt Drucella added. “They serve only one master, their creator_ they become mindless and eventually die when their creator is killed.” “This is what killed Scurv.” Greg says. “Hang on, I thought Scruv died from a fever.” I look at Greg still trying to process everything. “He didn't, his eyes turned black and blood came out of every hole in his body before he died all within a few hours after our meeting__no fever kills that quickly, and in that manner.” “He had a deep scratch on him that day.”

Damaged corneas and lens. "If we leave it as is, she will go blind," the doctor said. His voice had changed to that of a professional. Clinical. Like he was discussing a broken appliance instead of a child's vision. "Completely and permanently blind. Within the next three to six months. The implants are degrading too rapidly. They are causing severe damage to her corneas and retinas. The longer they stay in, the worse it gets." He paused. Looked up at Grayson with sympathetic eyes.

I still wasn’t certain that I wanted to know more than she’d already informed. “You have Sigma blood running through your veins.” “What?! The response was even louder than the last. I glanced around anxiously, and then back at her. “My father…he was…he was a Sigma of the M-” “Moors!” Josephine’s eyes widned with shock. “Your father? Regin? Regin of the Moors?” “Sigma Regin is dead,” said the man whom I assumed to be Colter’s father. “Reginald,” I corrected. “Reginald Smith, and yes, he did died…four years ago-”

She was wondering why there was such a big iron cage here when a growl sounded. A huge horned wolf was standing facing Regina, one of its eyes was one-eyed, the other was a strange yellow color. It bared its teeth as if looking at its enemy. The hair on its body stood up, the drool oozed out, and the growl grew louder. Regina was really desperate, she stiffened, sitting still unable to move. Unexpectedly, her death was not due to a bullet hit, but was bitten by a wolf. Regina painfully closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

"Wait... y-you don't know?" "Know what?" I probed further. Riley hadn't said anything yet, but the look on his face confirmed that whatever was going to leave his mouth was bad news. I'd rather not hear it, but oblivion wouldn't last forever. "Spit it out, boy!" Granark scolded with impatience. "What has happened to Reginald?" Riley wet his lips. "King Reginald is dead. He passed away a couple of weeks ago."

Perol replied with no regrets at all, for killing the doctor. The nod of Eden's head agreed with that. "Then where's Regar? I hear you're only helped by a Beta from Movaro." He still remembers how confident Regar said he would solve the Rogue experiment problem, but on the day of the execution, the Alpha was not even seen. "They said Regar had other business," Perol replied, not knowing for sure.

“No kidding?” “They are also called Regulus, which is what I suspected.” “Why?” “Their body fluids are venomous.” I indicate Vulk’s groin. “All of them!” “Eww,” Vulk groans, catching on. “That’s how he killed the Unicorn? Now that’s nasty.” 9:23 a.m.

Demise II Third Person’s POV In his over fifty years of living in this world, this is the first time that King Regor felt the pull of death. He has always been cut above the rest, and even though he wasn’t the crown prince at first, he was still treated as a noble individual without experiencing any untoward events. His life even snowballed after he replaced the crown prince at that time and became the rightful heir to the throne, and he never felt a sense of fear since then.