Shiro Deadman Novels & Stories

##1 ##1 Shaina, tell me how Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel was defeated? Tell me how the Undead King died? (Ashg.)

Roshan looked at him and said. Kamura laughed, "Yes, it is I, the strongest of Shia, Kamura." Roshan frowned, ignoring Kamura's words. He looked at the other two and said, "Karmon, Eagle, the two of you are Sanctuary level experts of Dasha, but you submitted to someone from Shia to go against your own people?" The two behind Kamura scoffed. Karmon said coldly, "Victory goes to those who know when to move on. Kamura is at the Super Sanctuary level. What's wrong in us submitting to him?"

“she done everything to try to bury you. She’s a snake and She’s seen the walls closing in, and she’s doing what she does best … surviving. She’s feeding you a lead to save her own skin." He pointed the gun toward the floor as he spoke, the gesture sharp and frustrated. “I know that.” “Then why are we even talking about this?” “Because she offered me something.” He stopped again. “What?” I met his gaze.“She offered me the Dead Man’s Switch.” The words hung in the air. Dante frowned slightly.“What are you talking about?” “Victor installed a system,” I explained. “If he dies suddenly, every server connected to his network wipes itself.”

And the only reason she knew that was because she watched that animation. This, however, was different, when Toph attacks, her opponents are still alive after each hit, but not in this case. Several sharp edges of rocks were created, and bodies were actually hagging from them. It looked like Vlad the Impaler's front yard, but this was not the heads of his enemies it was the actual bodies. The ground absorbs the blood flowing out from their hanging bodies. Serena’s inside was quaking with fear as the understanding of his nickname “Death” took a whole different meaning. He was Death, and from the looks of the bodies impaled on those rock stakes, he earned it.

He raised his sickle, and the indigo-black silk began to Engulf the Room. It wasn't a physical attack; it was a Spiritual Leeching. The "Shroud" was playing back the "Extraction of the First Luna," but it was channeling the drain directly into my soul. I felt my "Too Much" energy being pulled from my marrow by a million invisible needles, my fire being "Siphoned" into the sarcophagus to power the very machine that was trying to kill me. "You are not a rebel, Darlene," the Shroud-Lord stated, his static-eyes fixing on mine. "You are just the Latest Refill".

Adrianus did not take their reason as valid and thought that they were just covering the truth that they have chosen to side with the immortal bloodsuckers. In the present time, Rio was waiting for Deadrei to come and talk to him, he is getting impatient walking back and forth. As he waits, he is struck by that same pain in his head again. He sees a man in his vision wearing a dark shroud, it is dragging a woman whom he cannot recognize, he heard the entity saying, “You cannot play tricks with me, I am the source of all the darkness,” Rio fell on his knee.

"No… She's not dead… She's the best bodyguard… She even said so herself…" The strength left Jonah's body. He crumpled to the ground, still muttering to himself. Tears spilled down his cheeks. Rose limped onto the scene at that moment. She hugged him from behind and gently comforted him. "Don't be like this, Jonah. The dead can't come back to life. Lily was such an amazing person. She'll definitely watch over us from heaven—" "Get out of my sight!" Jonah's temper exploded. His eyes shone with annoyance and iciness when he shoved Rose aside.

He simply nodded. “I trust you,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. I didn’t waste another second. I quickly got to my feet and took a step forward, surveying the horde. I had a few tricks up my sleeve, and with Ethan resting behind me, I knew I had to make this count. My weapon was ready, but it wasn’t the only thing I had. The infected weren’t as quick as they used to be—they were sluggish, distracted by their own hunger. I moved quickly, taking them down one by one, careful to save enough energy to protect myself and Ethan.

Bass' voice boomed from outside the room, he was definitely standing on the other side of them mirror, and he was cut off by Hayes who did us a favour. "Shut up, Bass. We've known her for years. Girl practically lives here." Hayes scoffed while flipping Bass off through the glass. "Just... what do I even say to you out of all people... don't die." He smiled before we exchanged our last goodbyes and he strolled out of the room. Welp. There goes the only trusty male figure I have close to me. "Hi, sweetheart. You must be Valentina. I'm Sierra Charles! It's nice to meet yo-" the lady began with a bubbly grin while reaching out to shake my hand but she quickly took it back when she saw the cuffs

I pushed open the door to the altar room. Moonlight streamed from a skylight, bathing the sacred space in a soft glow. Just as I was about to begin the ritual, my phone rang. An unfamiliar number. "Is this Healer Shelly?" an anxious voice crackled through the phone. "This is the Suncrest Pack. We heard… we heard you saved thirteen of your pack members today?" "Yes," I said, confused. "Please, you have to help us!" the voice was desperate. "The rogues… they hit us right after you. They used silver-laced blades on our pups. Our healers can't stop the poison, it's killing them!"