Rengoku Death Novels & Stories

And then he said, in the tone of someone raising a matter of grave procedural concern: "Your Honor, before I begin cross-examination I must raise a preliminary matter." Soto looked at him. "The witness was declared legally dead in this jurisdiction twenty-three years ago," Pearce said. "That declaration has not been formally vacated by any court order. The defence submits that under statute two-eighteen-B of the state evidentiary code, the testimony of a person who is legally deceased in this jurisdiction cannot be admitted as the testimony of a living witness." He paused. "We move for the immediate exclusion of this witness's testimony on that basis." The courtroom erupted.

Ricoz, who was floating next to Michelle, regained a semblance of consciousness after the blurred series of events right after the huge wolf materialized into a fast shadow-like creature. Huh? Why could he see his waist and hand holding a staff when he was not looking down on his body? Reality had a hard time making a way in Ricoz’s mind… and when it finally sunk, it was too late. The last bit of magic and blood that kept his severed head from functioning was gone. He died without even fully realizing how he died. Ricoz’s head was right next to his decapitated body.

His face immediately turned sad. "At that time I had a lover..." Eren answered slowly. “That time? You mean?" asked Doctor Rin confused. "Yes at that time. But now she's died..." Eren answered quietly. “Died? Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." said Doctor Rin surprised. “It's ok. Her name is Miyuki. She died from being scratched by that monster” replied Eren while lowering his face. "I'm sorry Eren. I didn't mean to offend your past," said Doctor Rin, who looked sad to hear Eren's story. She felt even more guilty for creating the S virus for her personal ego.

They could have taken more time to love each other because Juliet had already taken a sample of their target's magical signature but unfortunately, they decided not to let their son go out alone today. Ricky not only died without a body to bury but his soul was also extinguished earlier this day which had granted him true death without any chance for later resurrection. It was them or that man. There was no other choice. Someone between them had to die this day. "Gate Open!" a few minutes later, two hearts went out of their way to journey towards the murky trails of revenge. ____________________ "I won again, Maru!" the wood nymph jumped in glee after she had thrown another of those six face

Everything except for the small piece of land Death had been standing on was now gone. Taifū looked on in horror at the figure standing in the middle of a massive crater. He could barely feel the pain of losing his legs, his body nearly frozen in fear. 'What in Izanagi's name did you bring us to fight?' Odoroku was next to Amaterasu when Death's attack went off. His face didn't show emotion. He simply turned his head towards Amaterasu. "I'm going to beg for my life. I suggest you do the same." Odoroku disappeared into the ground and reappeared by Death. He prostrated by the large crater.

It was the personal sigil of Renejay. My blood ran colder than the river water. Renejay was dead. I had seen her fall. Gideon’s mace had… The mace struck Renejay. The impact was sickening. The sound of crushed bone and a cut-off shriek filled the hall. She was thrown backward, a puppet with its strings cut, landing in a broken heap… A broken heap. Not a confirmed death. We had been so consumed with Gideon’s capture, with Kairi’s supposed death, with our own grief… we had assumed. We had never verified her body amongst the dead.

"You know what's funny?" He frowned. I looked directly into his eyes. "I would've died for you again." Something flickered across his face. Regret. Surprise. Maybe guilt. But it was too late. "I know," he said quietly. Of course he knew. That was the tragedy. He had always known. And he had never cared. Darkness swallowed the room. The pain disappeared. I knew I was dying. I looked at Damian one final time. If there was another life... Another chance...

He finally turns to look at me after he brushes off some hair from his arms. “You join the Flying Death because your heart is black. You become Reeve because you’re dead inside. You have no future with me Hazel. I’m not gonna drag you into my fucked up world, with my demons. When Mona comes, you’ll go with her,” he says, turning toward the entryway. I run after him and punch him right in the back. “I am NOT one of your Flys and you will not just fucking dismiss me when you’ve gotten what you wanted,” I shout, and hit him again.

In wanting to catch it was exactly not a simple matter at all. Ryu’s gaze was falling onto Taka’s body. Looking at this emphatically not intimate granddaughter of his, he was unable to make out to either be happy or to be angry. “On that day of the trespass into the dungeon, the Snow Spiritual Fox has meet a tragic death. Without the Snow Spiritual Fox, just how are we, the Suzaku clan invite him to make a journey to here!” The Snow Spiritual Fox is dead!! Within the main room was echoes of sounds of drawing air out.

He crossed the room, “Fosco Bellucci is dead.” The words hit me harder than a bullet. I blinked, my throat tightening so fast I could barely get air through it. “What?” It came out like a breath, like maybe I’d misheard him, “No, no, that can’t—he—” “Rino killed him,” Salvatore cut in, “Last night. He smashed his skull open with a bottle, then finished half his crew before the cops stormed in.” I stared at him. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my teeth. I couldn't believe a single word that came out of his mouth. It didn't make any sense. Why? Why would Rino do that? He wouldn't.