Technoblade Never Died Novels & Stories

He wanted her to live, to live in endless pain and regret, as punishment for the blindness of the three of them, and as a tribute to me. Whenever the night was deep and silent, Lucas would prowl the edge of the territory like a wild beast. Even though the Mate Bond had snapped completely on the night of the explosion five years ago. Even though all the Elders asserted that my soul had been destroyed. He didn't believe it. As long as he didn't see a body, he stubbornly believed I was still alive. Until this day. Lucas sat decadently in his dim study when an encrypted email suddenly popped up on his computer screen.

"What daughter? Your file says you have no family." "That's because I died protecting them. At least, that's what everyone thinks." Recognition dawned in the team leader's face. "You're Leon Hart. The Vale Tech explosion. You're supposed to be dead." "I am dead. Have been for months. Just took my body a while to realize it." Leon felt something rupture inside him. The genetic breakdown reaching critical organs. "Sir, he's deteriorating rapidly. Medical team?" "Let him die. We need to contain this breach."

Suddenly, there was a poofing sound around the two men, and when they looked over, two of Blake’s clones had spontaneously combust and became no more. “They can’t contain the fire much longer. I’ll try and cool them down.” Blake Prime said as another combusted before them. Losing three in one go was a massive blow to Blake’s contingency plan to outdo the Tribulation. He was left with only one nonconscious clone to fight the rest of the Tribulation.

he said softly. But even while saying that…I noticed something strange in his eyes. Uncertainty. He was trying to calm me down, but part of him clearly feared the same thing. Still, he forced out a small reassuring smile. “I believe he’s dead,” Blade continued. “And even if he somehow survived, the Alphas will find him soon.” I nodded slowly. “I just want all of this to end,” I whispered tiredly. Blade’s expression softened instantly. “It will.” But somehow the way he said it didn’t fully convince me.

I already had a notion of why she was here, but I wanted to wait to be sure. "Is it true? Is Blade back?" She bit her bottom lip as she waited for my response. "Yes. He’s gone back to his own pack." "So it’s true Alpha Fabian is dead." "Yes, he is." I let out a sigh. "Did Blade mention something about the mark? If he would remove it now? I know there’s probably a lot of things going on with him right now, but I was just wondering if removing the mark was part of his plan."

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

Moreover, she was still weak in general, she could not help even if she wanted to and could only watch as they fought. And so, the game's godly character went against a nobody. This was a shocking battle that left everyone stunned behind their screens. How powerful! Time really made it inevitable to be replaced by younger and newer people. Who knew there was such a master in the Game? Three years ago, Nathan Clemon died and the game no longer had him. Three years later, Nathan Clemon had reappeared in the game and as this was announced through the server, everyone rushed to watch this 1v1 match.

"Walter brother, I hope it's all on you! This BOSS is so powerful, can you resist?" "That's right, brother Walter, we have all brought down our lives once, you must be very good to claim this justice!" "I'm afraid this BOSS will never stop being powerful, every time it deals tons of damage, I will give you a reminder, a thousand times ten thousand times, you should carefully prioritize!" One by one, the sound was transmitted to the computer headset, it was the dying voice of Tadhg Walter's the gang, because he was punched to death by the BOSS, and is currently waiting in the resurrected state.

With that, he motioned for a few of my strong, young cousins to come forward and forcibly drag me away. "You wouldn't dare!" Coach Platt and my teammates immediately surrounded me, shielding me completely behind them as they faced off against my relatives. The reporters at the scene were practically buzzing with excitement, their eyes gleaming as they frantically clicked their shutters. Push notifications had already started popping up on phones. The hashtag #EsportsProdigyRefusesToSeeDyingMother shot to the top of the trending list at breakneck speed. At this, Gary immediately turned to one of the live streaming cameras and tearfully launched into a litany of accusations against me. He pain

Blade hissed. Tide met his gaze with eerie calm. “Because Dan doesn’t lose.” Storm stepped closer. “Where is Jaylen?” He smiled, a trace of pity in his eyes. “With his father. Reclaiming his destiny.” Her stomach dropped. “What do you mean?” “You’ll see soon enough.” Blade’s fist connected with his jaw and Tide crumpled. Ark pulled Storm back before she could reach him again. “He’s not worth it.” Spade checked Tide’s pulse and nodded. “He’s alive.”