Novelas y relatos de Tokyo Ghoul Ending Songs

His lips trembled. “No…” His voice cracked. “No, that’s not true. She can’t be dead. She can’t!” Martins didn’t flinch. Instead, he lifted his hand, snapped his fingers. Two men, dressed in black suits, stepped into the hall. Their heads were bowed, their expressions grim. In their hands, they carried a small polished urn, brass-colored, with carvings that looked ancient, its lid sealed tightly. The flicker of the chandelier reflected on it, making it gleam like a cruel jewel. They walked slowly, until they stood beside Martins.

My hands started strumming whatever melody he wanted me to play before the lyrics started spilling from my mouth. I'm sorry to say, but today is your death day The air is thick with rot and decay Your blood will paint the cold, cracked floor Dripping like echoes from the hands before Whispers crawl from the cracks in the wall Laughter distorts a sickening call The lights flicker, the shadows Bend This isn't a dream; this is the end Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you A sick grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out and so will your veins

“You are mine, Jaiyana.” The End

“You’re right, it’s a bar. So why do you want to still go there? I don’t want to enter that kind of place now, so let’s just go home. I am not in the mood to go inside a bar. You know me, Jaira. I have separate time when I’m studying and want to have some fun.” “Pleaseee? I really want to see what their bar looks like. We will just take a glance of it.” I sighed and just let her. She won’t stop forcing me, so I just let her do what she wants. We went upstairs and the guards there checked our IDs first, to see if we’re already adult or not. Fortunately, I have an ID in my wallet. After checking, we went inside the bar. The lights are dimmed and there’s a band singing in the middle. So, I’m ri

Yet, one phrase stood out, repeatedly making itself clear amidst the chaos of the undulating symbols: *When shadows merge with light, the last gate shall unveil. Alex, eyes wide in realization, whispered, "This isn't the end... It's just the beginning." And then, without warning, the ground beneath us trembled violently, and a massive chasm split the chamber's center. From the depths of the abyss, a haunting melody began to rise, sung by voices neither human nor familiar. It was both enchanting and foreboding, promising answers but also hinting at dangers far beyond our understanding. As the song enveloped us, the very fabric of reality seemed to twist and contort, pulling us towards an unkn

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Kuroko was walking slowly so as not to startle her. “Hey…” He said softly. Hikari couldn’t hear him. To cope with her anxiety, she puts on her earphones and plays music up to the loudest her phone could go. Kuroko stood behind her and noticed her phone. She was listening to a song entitled “Sunflower Promise” by an artist named Black Moon. Kuroko was reluctant upon approaching Hikari. He decided to leave her alone when he bumped into the piano causing a string of sound to come out. Hikari whipped her head in his direction and Kuroko was unable to hide.

That smile broke down. [Gu, Nami, Ji and Ole] Their world sank down. Their time just stopped... [Slowly...] They can't accept it. The friendship they created together. That became nothing? Suddenly, away from them, a song plays... [Music Plays] *breaks* The mirror shattered. Like a cloud of dust... Like a wind that blew past away... Like the stars in the sky that twinkles and fades... Like the world ended her love and brought despairs... Like a lover who lived somewhere and passed by...

The music in the live broadcast room suddenly became low, as if it was the prelude to death. It made people’s hearts suddenly contract. “It’s over! It’s over! The music has changed. He’s really going to die!” “This funeral song sounds so scary! Do any of you know what song this is?” “I’ve listened to it on my phone, but I can’t find this song. It’s only available in the judge’s live broadcast room. Could it be that the judge wrote it himself? That would be amazing!”

Her sharp gaze locked onto me, a chilling weight in her words. "There’s still one matter left unsettled." She set down her teacup with deliberate precision. "My mother’s death."