Solo Levelling Artist Death Novels & Stories

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

At the reunion dinner, my adopted brother, Isaac Johnson, whispers in my ear, "The Johnson family only needs one son. You're just a country bumpkin. We don't need you here." I think he's right. So, I run straight into traffic at the intersection. My family is terrified. They rush over and manage to pull me back from the road. My sister, Rebecca Johnson, turns pale with anger and warns me not to upset Isaac again. I obediently nod. Then, late that night, I turn on the gas and leave a suicide note. "It's my fault for upsetting Isaac. I'll take the whole family to heaven with me. None of us will ever have to suffer again." My family stares at me as if I've gone mad. Later, at a party, Is

I tried to steady myself, however, my leg was hurting so much that it was impossible for me to put any weight on it. I tried to focus and use my magic, direct the arrow with it, but Verena and Lord Wong were engaged in a spectacular battle, one almost beautiful if it were not so deadly. Death is the ultimate control in a way. It can be seen as an artist painting. The canvas, the colors, the image, are all in the artist's control, all in his grasp. Every choice belongs to the artist, and just as with death, the choice belongs to those that deliver it. I watched, almost mesmerized, Verena’s attempts at trying to subdue Lord Wong, but he did not give in easily. Ying had all but decimated her mo

"What do you mean when you say one death will be less awful than the other?" Alexander sighed heavily. "First death will be one where I die without chasing the love I have for you, thus Starving my Soulpearl of his half and the experience that comes with it and like the fishes I die with an empty belly, starved, with no meaning to the life spent, and while the other death is one where I die knowing that I gave my chase its best, ate of my treats until my Soulpearl content and die with a smile and the memories of the life spent with you, just like the fishes who are swept away by the fishermerman's nets and died but with filled stomach and happy memories, in the end, there will be death but o

“She knew something about Nate was special. She knew from the start and told us all that he would do amazing things. The symbol for pure and innocent. I think she may have known he was a white wolf all along.” “She sounds amazing.” I blurted out without thinking. Juvia you asshole. “She was.” His voice was sad. “This garden started with her. The love she had for me and my brothers, she poured into this place. Now I hire the best gardeners to upkeep it, but its still not as beautiful as she when was alive to take care of it.” “I'm sorry Leon.” I walked over to him and gently place my hand on his arms, welcoming the sparks. “I don't want to over step, but nobody ever talks about them. How did

Dreamer and Rican Love Ailina entered. Originally, Dark Death and I were trying hard to kill the enemies. But the game ended quickly after Dreamer and Rican Love Ailina joined the team. It wasn’t a surprise because they all reached a high level. Dark Death was a group leader, but he didn’t want to quit the instance zone. He put the character in stealth mode so that no one could find him. Four members were hanging around in the Death Valley for nothing. Lucifer: “Quit the instance.” System: “Dark Death hugged you gently.”

“No prank, newbie. You’re dead.” “Bullshit.” He shrugged. “You’ll figure it out soon enough.” “Okay, fine,” I said, crossing my arms. “Let’s say I am dead. Why the hell am I on a bus headed to God knows where? And what happens if I don’t play your stupid little game?” He leaned closer. “Then you die. Eternal soul destructional final death. There's no coming back from that one, newbie.” Something in his tone that made my stomach twist. It wasn’t a threat. It was a promise. He wasn't fucking around.

As the leader of the Souls Dark Races finished speaking, his life disappeared from this world forever. "How could this be?" All the souls present screamed out. They simply couldn't believe that their leader had died just like that. After all, their leader was a Rank 7 Ultimate King Ranked Realm! "Don't be surprised." Lucas looked at the souls in front of him indifferently, adding, "You will soon die."

By the time he arrived in Celandine City, he already saw news of Ceol being killed by Thomas, and his dead body had been sent to Art Trading Corporation. …… In Art Trading Corporation, Lord Vedastus sat in his chair as he angrily said, “The leaderboard of killers is a piece of shit. Such a lousy brat managed to be ranked first? He was instantly killed by Thomas! What a piece of trash! Odissan was known as a legendary killer, but his level was so low.” Lucia kept shaking her head too. She also did not expect Odissan’s level to be that low. Even Odissan was so weak. Were the ten experts, whom they had chosen, worse? When they thought about it, they found it impossible to exact revenge.