Tokyo Ghoul Deaths Novels & Stories

Blood and black spit flowed down her fur and paw as the horrible sound of crunching bone and pained growls lit the chaotic air. The female Clouded Leopard broke free of the Ghouls fangs only for her to stumble drunkenly on her four paws....and then collapse. The leopardess thrashed and hissed and growled. She tried to lick at the blood and venomous spit....but in seconds she was flopping in the field....and by the time anyone got to her....the leopard was dead. This was not a singular occurance. The death count...including Billy was now nine. Too many had died....the knowledge of the deaths that had occurred that night seemed to egg on Ezkeiel and his family even more. No Ghouls would leave

Which only came out nothing but a low muff sound that didnt even reach the other side o0f the thinking wall. *1 day before* “Today biggest breaking news we have just received the report, the official report of the mysterious Suc^^de of the world-famous painter. Wanatabe Dong-jun into his late 60s who was found dead in his own room” the reporter paused at the image of the Dong-jun. Takeshi’s father flashes in front of the television screen. “The report that has been that there were three dead bodies were found in the basement locked with and tied in the chair. With their arms that were cut open and the blood that were dipping down on the bucket”

DEATHS ╔═══════════════╗ ♰ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ † Azazel Martinez (Mask) † Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ † Nina Marin (Allura's mother) † Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ † Asahi Suzuki † Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Even on the brink of death, I was still expected to arrange everything for my 'adopted sister'. Forget it. I have spent everything I had trying to please everyone, and in the end, I had nothing left. Finally, I could let go. My heart ached. I was too tired. I really did not want to fight anymore… Lilith cried and kept calling my name, but I could not hear her anymore. … On June 18, 2025, Jasmine died in a hospital five kilometers from home. No family by her side. She was only 27 years old.

Evan smiled, and before anyone could anticipate it, he used the scalpel to stab himself in the heart. Standing beside Evan, I screamed and cried. Countless people walked through me to try and save Evan. Alas, he was indeed an exceptional medical examiner. He knew the fastest way to die. Evan's body continued to twitch slightly. In his final moment, I saw him pointing toward me with his finger. He seemed to have spotted me. Smiling, he closed his eyes, putting an end to the last of his lingering attachment to this world. The situation descended into chaos as another medical examiner shook his head, signifying to Henry that Evan was dead.

She didn't so much as move a muscle, placing my hand under her nose my heart froze, she wasn't breathing, no, no, no, no, I panicked This can't be possible, we just spoke now, I had even teased her, there's no way she would be dead so soon, right? But I wasn't so sure, wait, where was I? I stood again but this time my eyes roamed around me. “Impossible” I whispered, bodies were littered like flies around me, all I could see were an endless pool of corpses and around me were those closest to me. Lilith, Celeste, Solis, Kayden, Xavier, Lily,” they all had their hearts ripped out, shock evident on their dead faces.

"Someone's targeting our witnesses." "But who? The Council's destroyed. Elena and the Elders are dead." Tavish looks suspicious. "Unless you didn't destroy them as thoroughly as claimed." "We destroyed the Supreme Council completely," Jamie insists. "Five Elders executed. Operatives imprisoned. Facilities dismantled." "Then who's killing our people?" A vampire lord demands. No one has answers. The deaths continue. One every three days. Always witnesses. Always essence extraction. Always undetectable. "We've lost eight people in three weeks," Jai tallies. "All testified publicly against the Council."

I whisper. Kieran doesn’t move. “I will not.” “You have to.” My voice trembles now. “I’m not going to be the reason the system you built turns you into something that can’t feel.” “Nora.” “If you keep choosing me,” I say quietly, “eventually the Weave will stop you.” Kieran steps closer. “I am Death,” he says softly. “No one dies unless I allow it.” His gaze never leaves mine. “And I will not allow your life to end.”

Now she was a pile of mangled flesh lying in the morgue. I turned and went back inside, locked the door, and slid down against it until I was sitting on the floor. My phone vibrated. "Backup slots are full. In the next cycle, death cannot be transferred." The next day, the sun came up, and the world went on as usual. Except for Unit 703. There was still no movement. I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror. The scratch at the corner of my eye was still there. It was thin, narrow, and capped with a faint scab.

It was as if it was sealed in red amber, like a strange, mysterious, and crazy work of art created by a crazy artist. One centimeter apart… Bang! The last ray of light disappeared, and the entire scene in the live broadcast room darkened. “F*ck! This is too scary!” “They died so miserably! Their deaths are probably the most miserable!” “They were indeed miserable! They were directly turned into minced meat paste!” “I don’t know if it was the most painful, but this will be a challenge for the police! An autopsy cannot be conducted on those bodies!” “Those people deserved to die like that!”