Thanatos X Zagreus Novels & Stories

Throes of Love “He’s not going to talk,” Draven said as he looked at the sleeping form of the man. Draven knew his people were trained for this. He was sure the man would rather sacrifice his life than betray Nathaniel. He knew he would sacrifice his life if Octavio was involved, but that just depends on how much the man was loyal to Nathaniel. “Do you really think he’s that loyal?” Alfonso asked, barely holding on so he wasn’t going over the speed limit.

“Well… I mean… people talk.” Paulo didn’t respond. Lewis crosses his arms defensively. “I swear, I didn’t know it was him.” Before Paulo could reply, another man walks in and stops at the doorway. He was wearing a plain black shirt and moves with quiet confidence. “Paulo,” the man said. Paulo turns toward him. “What?” “Madam Stygian is awake,” the man answered. Paulo’s expression changes slightly. “That's good news,” he said to the man.

He could believe that Caleb would gain the ability to punch above his weight, but punching above his weight while also killing instantly? Caleb smiled faintly in turn. "Yorba Danmel, Tobek Zangief, Zahn Nispark… I will bury you and your friends right here!" Bang! A five foot-long ancient bronze coffin appeared right beside Caleb just then! Clang! The lid on the coffin opened audibly and slowly just then, revealing a darkness within that was no different from the abyss. Yorba, Tobek, Zahn, and their respective patriarchs felt their hearts skipping a beat seeing such an eerie sight, unable to smile…

He got up from the bed and started to wear some clothing. Casandra stood up stark naked, she looked Zora in the face, and she boomed violently, "No, you wouldn't dare... you wouldn't dare berate my pack in my face. Look, Thanos is dead. He met his end, at the end of an axe, and if you are not careful, you’ll end up with the same fate. You are just blatantly overestimating yourself, and you're taking the love I have for you for granted. I'm regretting ever betrothing myself to you. I know your end-game will be to come for this pack, for everything I have, but trust me, you are never going to get even a fraction...."

The walls were spotless and had art of famous Tangent battles on them and the ceiling was incredibly high with expensive chandeliers hanging from it a few feet apart which gave the black marble floor beneath his feet an ethereal gleam. His walk was interrupted as he came to a stop to look at his favorite depiction of a Tangent battle, the name of the piece was “Pure Dominance” A little intense, but he liked it. The piece was of a famous Hero named The Dominator, she wore her trademark horned helm with a skin tight light armor bodysuit, all jetblack and her bladed whip called Aggressors Wrath that glowed with brilliantly violent power.

he looked threatened. "If they are after the disk, why are they killing my men?" he yelled at him again. He was annoyed by the way the guy had been acting frivolously. "Please let me go, before she comes" he replied again with frivolity. "Pay him and make sure the trade still happen. The zombie fighter is my main target. Be careful and thrilling" he pushed the guy off. "And don't fight her" he added. Back in the basement, Jackson crew clapped.

She took the risk and draws a pentagram with the spell so that this time nothing interrupted her. “Zero.” She whispers, calling forth her guardian god in its animal form of a wing horse. Along with the thirteen gates that represent the Zodiac God, with the markings and symbols for the Serpentine Ophiuchus. “I need to know everything.” With the neon purple hue that is distinct and only she has, she cast another spell. Calling forth for the time clock, but before anything could turn and happen. Zero screams in pain, with her pentagram that is rapidly turning into a stone. Corruption and darkness turn the white wing horse into a jet-black one.

- Drusilla continued. "You.." Not when tense in a stuffy four-seater, I know Drusilla and dad always have such conflicts when they meet. At times like these the only thing I can do is stay silent. Today is not grave visit day, so the cemetery seems deserted than usual. Dad led us deeper into the cemetery, my eyes suddenly aching. I looked up and saw so many souls, they were wandering here, and they didn't know I could see them. This is probably what Jacob told me, Giselle's eyes can catch all frequencies of the soul. I pretended not to see they and covered my eyes but because of my eyes ached my head throbbed as well. Tears gradually fell from my eyes, Drusilla saw me crying, so she worriedl

Hardy and the other three heard the gravity in Thorne's voice and began mobilizing their vital energy, preparing their ultimate techniques for a combined assault while asking for details. "I don't know exactly what this monster is, but I do know this summoning formation is one of the highest-level Zago combat arrays. It can temporarily summon creatures one major realm higher than the user. "This Zago member is a stage-three martial celestial god, so what she's summoning will be at the level of a stage-three martial god sovereign. If she completes the summoning, none of us will make it out alive."

I gave him a small nod, encouraging him to speak. “Zeus. My name is Zeus Thanatos,” he said coolly, his voice calm but commanding. Dark’s men exchanged shocked looks. “Thanatos?” Phoenix muttered. “Holy sh*t. The God of Death, right?” “Yes,” Zeus answered shortly, his tone unreadable. I glanced back at Dark, whose brows were furrowed in confusion. “Why?” he asked. “And… what about the little troublemaker? What’s his name again?” “Zephyr Hades,” I replied.