The Deathless Manhwa Novelas e Histórias

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️ KAI of the Keepers) - Written by Authoress Marygold_slessor - 📌Do No Copy/plagiarise📌 Chapter Nineteen (19)

The enemy has been slain. "The black envelope I gave to you was called a death note. There are three types of a cause of death that you will be encountered," he was saying that's while raising his three fingers. He looks cute with that so I had to hold back a smile for him not to notice it while looking at him. Difficult but manageable. I guess, "the first one is the fated death means the human is fated to be death by the time being, in the short game over." he bored explained that somehow I understand. "The next one is the accidental death meaning they are not supposed to die but they have to, in order to balance the human world." This time he makes a serious face. "While the last one was t

Death says I pout rolling my eyes, "I don't want to go to hell," "Of course you do," he says wrapping his arms around my shoulders before waving to Mika and snapping us back to the Ocean. "Aw look at them," Hera gushes I elbow Death while he's off guard and he immediately lets go of me leaning against the wall, "That was unnecessary," "You do not need to hug me," I reply, although I slightly miss the warmth he provided me "Yeah, okay, let's pretend like you didn't like it," He replies with the rise of an eyebrow

"Just let me go! I'll never fight with Samantha for anything!" She wanted my boyfriend and my family. I would give them all to her; I would not fight back. Simon stared at me with a deranged expression. "It's too late. Samantha is getting married. I want to give her a perfect wedding gift." I died. He scattered the parts of my body everywhere: into the cesspool, sewer, and even the garbage dump. "Samantha is the most beautiful and kindest woman in the world. As for you, you'll go to hell."

“I know that, freedom is important to me. But death, is too far.” “You don’t even know this person, hundreds of people die every day because of the assassin guilds. Haven’t you noticed the lack of people on your adventures?” Lya rose from the bed, striding gently towards her friend, placing her cold palm onto her shoulder. “It’s not like people just disappear, your citizens kill them.”

The corresponding image was a swirling vortex of darkness, vaguely humanoid, a shape that seemed to hurt the eyes to look at. "The Deathless Chevalier," she continued, her voice growing more strained. "A cursed knight from the Dark Ages, bound by ancient, unbreakable runes. Each time he is killed, his body reconstitutes itself within three days, his strength and resilience marginally increased. He learns from every death." The screen showed a figure in pitted, black plate armor, the space behind its visor a horrifying, soul-deep abyss.

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"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 rolls her eyes at me as she walks around the room. “Well, since you want to play games, you should know that I excel at them. So listen closely. Death does not mean death However one must always die A bond must be chosen It’s for you to decide To keep a mate who may never be whole A woman tarnished to her very soul To share a piece true to heart One must go back to the start To make peace something must be given Or you must say goodbye to the land of the living Release her and she will be saved Her form anew for you to lave

he announced as he stepped forward and knelt in front of her so their eyes met. Her blood splashed onto his clothes. The torches in the sconces flickered, as if announcing her death along with the fall of the lady. Shadows twisted along the walls like monsters growing in the darkness. But it did not scare the woman anymore. She had already seen the biggest monster standing right in front of her.