Resident Evil: Afterlife Novel の小説・ストーリー

Chapter 21 – The Age of Blood Valenfort’s sky bled red, a wound that would never heal. Ash from the Seraphim still clung to the shattered domes of cathedrals, falling like blood-snow in the night wind. This city — once a symbol of balance between human and vampire — now lay in chaos, decay, and despair. Evelyn Cross had vanished. Her silhouette dissolved into the black light of the ritual that sealed Azrael, leaving behind a torn world. But her death was not the end; it was the beginning of a new era where blood became law, and fear the only religion left.

The more she was able to hear him well the more blur the younger vision of her was becoming. Yet she saw nobody, only darkness, right there she was confused and exhausted. She was really hoping there is a world called after life just like she had imagined when she was alive. A place where she will get to have a happy ending, where she will finally get to hug her mom and hear confronting words from her, assure her that everything will be alright. But then none of those things were real because all she had seen was darkness, no atom of light. But then it wasn't only Theo’s voice she could clearly hear Eric's voice as well, Eva didn't know if she should be happy that at least there were familia

“A horn blow?!” “Which means?” He turned and moved to the door quickly. “I means there’s an emergency. Stay here…” Cassien didn’t give me a chance to speak before he turned and dashed out. I stared at the space he was for a while, before I turned to face the book. IMPORTANT FINAL WARNING Resurrection of EREVOS does not fully depend on the death of the seal. If a blood moon— I was reading when the lights in the room went off. What the hell?!

"Your consciousness has been transferred to the core server. You are pure data now. No decay. No pain. No end." "We're ghosts in the machine," Alex says, looking at his luminous hands. "You are residents," Echo corrects. "This is the Afterlife I built for you. A paradise of your own design. You can live here forever. You can create worlds. You can relive memories. You can be young. You can be together." It sounds perfect. Eternal youth. Eternal pleasure. Eternal us. "However," Echo says. The titan leans down. "There is a choice."

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

This story contains mature themes, profanity, violence, sexual and some triggering content (descriptions of SA) not intended for young readers. ◆ Author's Notes ◆ This is Book II of the Secret Heirs Series. The storyline in this book takes place after the last chapter of my first vampire/crime/romance story originally written in 3rd person and published on another platform. This book is a standalone but if you want more context behind the main characters, I suggest you read "The Heir's Secret Obsession" (THSO) [the non-paranormal version, a rewrite] on this same profile.

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I can't remember who I am before I was the girl in a white bloodied dress swimming in my own scarlet blood. I was all over the news. I was a heroine, a lost poor soul. I was famous! Suddenly everybody took notice of me. I was seen. I was real. I was human. This made me feel so powerful. With my mind, I can will things to go my way. I controlled Matthew to pick up that magazine and read my letter. I was able to touch him and made him aware I'm here. I entered his dream and I talked to him. What other things can I do? I smile, that devious smile, I'm excited to have all this power. Why didn't I think of this earlier? I could have tormented dad and made his remaining life a living hell. But he