Toji Stabs Himself Novels & Stories

Kojiro kept cursing and immediately wanted to attack Genzo again, but Ken and Kisugi stopped him, whereupon Ken spoke a word of power *Kojiro, you drank too much, I think it's better if you go now* who twitched to everyone's astonishment Involved with only his shoulders, broke the grip of the two and disappeared into the night *such a complete idiot* Genzo finally cursed when Kojiro was out of earshot because if he had heard it the whole thing would have continued here *Genzo you're bleeding* that's all Keyla could say and at that moment he collapsed. *He must have taken a beating* Taro commented on this collapse and supported him. But Keyla already called the ambulance, which arrived a litt

Jostein’s ears immediately raise when hearing that… she continues to hurt herself until she holds the knife with her two hands then stretches her hands pointing to the chest. She cries out loud, “Father, forgive me…” her faint voice alarms the sick man underneath the soft comforter. Jostein De Vere takes off the blanket from his face—what he sees makes his body weak, and he stops for a second. She closes her eyes and ready to stab herself, but Jostein’s reaction time makes the knife pierce through the square pillow. Her reaction is priceless; she cannot believe her eyes that the foam inside the pillow cannot penetrate through her chest. Jostein takes off the knife then throws it to the floor

Everyone tried to rush and stop him before he took a drastic action but it was too late, he had lost his sanity, he could no longer maintain the facade of silence. “Goddammit!” Cursing, Tabit tried to attack him but he smirked malevolently. “This is it…” With this whisper, he took out his dagger coated with poison and slit his throat before everyone. “No!!” All of them yelled when the blood stained the floor and table as he killed himself in a mere second. Taking his own life to avoid further ordeals, impotent to bear anything anymore and urging to die and escape his pathetic life. “Goddammit!” Tabit cursed, slamming her hand on the wall, cursing loudly.

The scene was one of blood, torture, and insanity, and the one who caused it was smiling quite happily, as if he was looking at a piece of art. The scene was abruptly shattered to prices when the sounds of ratilling of doorknob echoed through the silence. Yoshiki's smile completely disappeared from his face and abruptly reached for the knife in the man's throat, shoving it through ending his life, he withdrew it and panicked just as the door slammed open against the wall. Yoshiki...…..!?

Using one to launch myself at another, I managed to pull off a scissor leg takedown around their neck, snapping it ever so nicely. As I landed, I rolled to take on the last one who was still standing, but the sound of a gun caught my attention. I watched in horror as I saw Hibiki stumble and take a knee holding his left shoulder. They shot my husband! These mother fuckers shot my Hibiki! “YOU ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!” I shouted.

“Quick! Lock the door of the bath-room! We hold him fast now. If he gets out, more than one life will pay the price of his. He's a match for any six of you in fair fight. Lock the door, I say, and light up the fire under the bath; and we'll boil him to death, and be rid of him. Quick, men, quick!” So they locked the door, and fed the fire until the water hissed and bubbled within; and Chôbei, in his agony, tried to burst open the door, but Jiurozayémon ordered his men to thrust their spears through the partition wall and dispatch him. Two of the spears Chôbei clutched and broke short off; but at last he was struck by a mortal blow under the ribs, and died a brave man by the hands of cowards.

Stoic was in hysterical while stopping his men to kill each other. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt a tear fall from my left eye. I was about to run to help Stoic when suddenly Gigantor's laughter roared. “Why are you all suddenly killing each other? What happened to your unit?” I clenched my fists and faced him. His one eye was already open and Adolf, who had stopped in front of him, suddenly was thrown away to the side. My screamed reach the core of the grounds. “ADOLF!”

"What’s the play, boss?" "Victor is in Room 412," Shinjiro said, his voice dropping. "The bastard woke up. If he talks to the cops, Tokyo’s entire line is dead. Go put him to sleep." "Consider it done." "How are you killing him?" Shinjiro asked, eyeing the coat pockets. The squad leader pulled a massive plastic syringe from his sleeve, letting the dim light hit it. "An air bubble straight into his IV. Looks like a sudden stroke. No mess, no autopsy drama."

No! When I look at Ozul, he is gasping for air and turning purple. “Release them, now, Ozul. I’m in no mood to play games.” Sable said menacingly. “You can die with them.” He gasps out, and the sick fuck still has a gleam in his eye. But before he can take over Sable’s mind, Tobias comes from behind with a dart in hand and stabs it into Ozul’s neck. Followed by Jett stabbing one in his chest.

Nomo shouted, his finger tightening on the rifle. Toby didn't have time to answer. He didn't have time to scream. Suddenly, Toby’s head didn't just snap back—it erupted. It wasn't a bullet or a blade. It was a massive, involuntary burst of psychic pressure that originated from the center of his skull. The force of the explosion sent Toby’s visor flying across the room, followed by a spray of bone and dark, pressurized blood that painted the violet-blue walls a sickening shade of crimson. Toby’s body stood upright for a single, gruesome second, the execution device falling from his lifeless fingers and clattering to the floor. Then, he crumpled like a marionette with its strings cut, his rema