Tokito Death Novels & Stories

I didn't realise that it had reached his heart. "Seer, my dear...Seer," he tried to say amidst fits of coughs. "I'm so blessed to see your face as my last." "We're losing him!" I screamed, not knowing what else to say or do. The poison was already squeezing life out of him. His muscles slackened, his breath getting slower. He moved one more time, then his face turned pale and still, his eyes glowing with a sheen of death. Kato, the young and promising chief chef was dead.

He very much regretted his decision. He should’ve shouted Harvey’s true identity and let Daito know. The fate of the Island Nations relied on this very information. It was a shame that there was no medicine for regret. There was no way back. Filled with his deepest regrets, Myata’s head tilted ever so slightly as he stopped breathing, He lay on Scarlett’s skirt, no longer alive. The crowd was dead silent. ‘He died?!’ ‘Did Miyata really die just like that?!’ ‘An Island Nation God of War and the Sword Saint of the Shinkage Way… was killed off that easily?!’

Massimo yelled, blood gushing out of his nostrils again. "You're poisoned anyways, and it's obvious. I know the poison, and I know the antidote, but kill me, and you'd die!" Kaito boomed. "Death, I choose" Massimo replied, firing at his forehead. Kaito staggered back, falling into the fountain water where he drowned in his own blood. "Papa!!!!" Izumi screamed, jumping into the fountain with the man who's floating in water. She suddenly looked up from the fountain, panting before getting her gun from her thigh straps.

Almost killer: ? Yoshiki completely accepted the situation and the fact that these were most likely the killers of the original soul, despite that, he couldn't help but complain, "couldn't you have let me finish my ice tea, just because you're going to kill me doesn't mean you need to destroy my teacup, I couldn't even get a refill, what is the matter with you?"

Everything except for the small piece of land Death had been standing on was now gone. Taifū looked on in horror at the figure standing in the middle of a massive crater. He could barely feel the pain of losing his legs, his body nearly frozen in fear. 'What in Izanagi's name did you bring us to fight?' Odoroku was next to Amaterasu when Death's attack went off. His face didn't show emotion. He simply turned his head towards Amaterasu. "I'm going to beg for my life. I suggest you do the same." Odoroku disappeared into the ground and reappeared by Death. He prostrated by the large crater.

“Fuck boy awakes.” I have nothing to say, no witty comeback. They have beaten it out of me. My voice has long since fled my body. Not that I blame it, I too wish I could leave this fucking misery. The worst part about all of this–the torture is knowing that I will never get to see her smiling face again. All the legends say on your deathbed you see all the wonderful moments in your life. They fucking lied.

I heard Kira's voice, and I blacked out instantly as my head hit the roof of the vehicle. Finally, I managed to find the dead. I just hoped my team had enough time to escape, and I prayed they would never get caught again until death. T.b.c ©2021