Thanatos X Zagreus Novels & Stories

He separates the assassin's head from his body and throws it away, smashing it on the wall. Mort look coldly around. He was standing in the pyramid of gore sight of dead bodies and a sea of scarlet liquid. His hands were filled with blood and it stained his face. He strode out of the place and leave the art of horror behind him. Don Zagreus and Mort meet in the heart of the enemy's Base. Both are bathed in blood. They eliminate all the threats in the way but they still got a few minor scars. "I guess I've killed more than you do." Don Zagreus said with a satisfying smile as he walked towards his way and showed the dismembered hand of their enemy to Mort.

I demand to my subordinates. Thanatos, my commander mind links Josiah to order that he check in. Thanatos was once the God of death. If it had not been for Hercules and Sisyphus, Death would have still ruled and been feared by mortals and immortals alike. He fell to their traps and was transformed into a dark angel with the assignment of guiding souls to the Netherworld.

Thanatos responded by staring at Hades, who looked so eager to get to the location as soon as possible. Hades queued Thanatos to pull out a buck for Miguel to move. Thanatos quickly took his wallet and handed Miguel a hundred dollars, which he gratefully accepted. “I'll just jot it down for you, boss.” After Miguel turned his back on him, Thanatos rolled his eyes inwardly. Thanatos couldn't help but think how easily Miguel could be persuaded by money after all. He simply smirks at the thought of squandering his words when he could have used the money right away.

"You have 1000 years to fulfill your mission. Fail, and you’ll never move on. Not to heaven. Not to hell. You’ll be lost, FOREVER......" "I am Thanatos," he added. "The god of peaceful death." He didn’t look cruel. He looked tired—tired of centuries of watching humans break. His wings were vast and dark, but there was serenity in his presence. Before I could respond, he touched my forehead—and I blacked out again. ******* I awoke to my mother’s sobs. "Cullen, please… wake up, I couldn't live without you!" Her voice shattered me. I realized then that Thanatos was right. If I died, she would too.

I close my eyes and fall into a variation of my usual nightmare. It’s quiet, too quiet. The only sounds are the soft patters of mouse paws skirting across wooden floorboards. I’m in the old slave holding cell from my childhood but I am, as I am now, an adult. I’m in my assassin outfit. There are slaves all around me, but they are frozen in time. Their mouths are agape as if they are afraid and their eyes are empty as if they’ve lost the will to live. Their forms are distorted into odd postures, some with their legs bent over their heads or an arm bent backwards against the joint and up. They don’t have hair or distinguishable faces, and they all wear the same rags I remember from my childhoo

asked Joseph after the introductions. “I’m not sure, maybe. Would you mind if I try?” Trisha behaved like a princess, all silk and honey. “Not at all,” Ann replied. She aimed her phone cam at the couch and giggled, showing me the screen. The SLS had detected two humanoid shapes sitting on the couch, two more standing behind it and two smaller ones, standing by the left side of the couch. It was like a family portrait in stick figures. “It can!” I cried, excited. “Lizzie, would you please raise your hand?”

Before I could prepare myself for a painful death, an earth-shattering growl reverberated through the walls, then Zeus disappeared into thin air, and all I could see was a flash of a shadow coming at me at a lightning speed. It passed by me, pushing me off-balance from the sudden gust of air. I fell back, my left wrist hitting the hard edge of the bed. Pain shot through my nerves as I cradled it into my chest, my eyes squeezing shut. Jaxon's blood-curdling screams pulled me out of my zone to the chaos taking place. Zeus had him against the wall, pinned by the throat. His feet dangled two whole feet higher than the ground, and his eyes almost bulged out. He twisted into the hold like a worm.

“As soon as my daughter is a powerful Volana, and she kills the rest of them as payment to you, our ties are done.” On that note, he turned and slammed the door shut behind him. The snake slithered to the ground beside Jazzy and began to take the form of the handsome gentleman known as Zagreus. He stood beside her, staring at the closed door that Jonathan had just stormed through. “I take it he doesn’t know the full plan?” Zagreus asked a glimmer of humor behind his tone. “If he knew that his precious daughter was going to be my vessel, he would never go along with such a plan,” Jazzy chuckled.

He threw away all the file on his table and smashed the laptop on his table on the ground. He so confused and don't even know what to do. The echo of the things he was destroying attract the zombies and they started banging at his door. "Please you guys should just go away I can't open the damn door, so just leave there please" Those zombies still banging the door until the door was broken and they all rushed in and devour Xang fang. ******************** Zhang Wei was still in the club don't know what else to do, he was asking God for forgiveness maybe it's because of sin, that is why the world is changing. He was so confused about what is happening.

"While I was slowly being poisoned, Tamara scoured my mind and found what she was looking for. It is why you have killed her twice, and yet she still lives." "The cursed object she has; what does it do?" "It's called the Xathan Artifact. It is a piece of jewelry that changes its appearance to fool anyone hunting for it. That is only a prelude to its actual purpose, which is much darker and more sinister." He grimaced, "It gives it's wearer three lives, three chances to escape death. Each time they are killed, something is taken from them. This artifact has only been used a handful of times throughout the last five thousand years, each time revenge as motive. Out of all of the Fae that used t