Shisui Death Novels & Stories

My younger brother, Jason Callahan, died the day before school started. He jumped from the sixteenth floor of our apartment building. His head was twisted unnaturally to one side. There was not much blood. His tiny body lay curled in a dark pool beneath him. However, the strangest thing was the expression on his face. He was smiling. The moment people saw that smile, the entire crowd sucked in a sharp breath. It was still the face of a child, young and innocent at first glance, yet the smile carried something vicious and unsettling far beyond his age.

He simply stood there, staring at the floor in silence. I slowly walked over and rested a hand on his shoulder. "You've done something most people couldn't." His body trembled slightly before he slowly looked up at me. I continued quietly, "But something like this can't just be swept away. A child can't die for no reason and have everyone pretend nothing happened." I held his gaze. "Someone has to answer for what happened here, don't you think?"

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

said Vicktor. “Shh, shhh,” shushed Michelangelo as the news reporter started saying, “we again like to inform people who are tuning in now that a corpse was found near the docks, a male in his thirties, police recognised him as Ishida Yoshiro, son of Ishida Masayuki, the rich man from Thobhu Limri. We would like to say that the pictures are disturbing so viewer's discretion is advised. The corpse was stabbed as well as burned.

He died side by side with Batistar whom he took his head. "That's a very sad story." I said. Looking over at Sharpe who was strangely quiet all the while. She had slept off after taking some shots from the whiskey.

That didn't prompt me to stop. Seeing that the man was occupied with making his shield stronger so he wouldn't get hit by my luminary ball, I jumped up, spun my body, and landed on his back. Before he could comprehend what was going on, I made my soul sword appear in my hand, and I stabbed him from behind. The sword penetrated his back and went straight from his heart, punctured it, and came out of his chest. I grabbed the man by the neck, then consumed his life force, and I felt my vitality returning. After there is nothing left to suck, I release my hold on him and his lifeless body slumps to the ground.

Si Shizi revealed to Mu Zeyan that his men were knocked out but the latter’s expression did not change. Ji Anling on the hand spoke up in surprise, “so that’s the weird presence I felt a few minutes ago. As a matter of fact, I’m still feeling it which means that the person who dealt with your men…,” she pointed at Mu Zeyan and paused. Her erect finger moved to Si Shizi. “Should now be done with your men too,” she continued as her expression turned solemn. “As for that assassin, I can’t detect his energy anymore. In conclusion, he’s dead”, said Ji Anling, Her tone was filled with mystery and excitement.

Blood flowed freely from the openings on Shiva’s body – both the ones he had been born with and the ones Mane had gifted him. “Kill me” Shiva pleaded. Death was better than being roasted with the flames of Chaos over and over again. “I…will,” Mane responded and stabbed both of Shiva’s shoulders with his daggers. *Puchi* Mane left his daggers where they had drawn blood, allowing their flames to torture Shiva some more, and the god of destruction screamed one more time. “ARGH!!!”

Hope more, Sena. @Death Wish

And turned in the direction of the voice. "Jian! Bushui! Thank Alkahiri, you're still breathing," Shosho screamed and hugged them both. "Easy there little brother, we're hurting," Jian grumbled. Oh, I'm sorry, but we need to get out of here before another Jaishu explodes himself to avoid being captured and exposed as a traitor, Shosho explained. "Wait what?" both Jian and Bushui exclaimed. "Yes, Jaishu Momoshi used magic to cause the explosion, killing the black hand squad that came to arrest him," Shosho replied.