Tokyo Ghoul I Am Tragedy 소설 & 이야기

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

“I believe so, daughter. Just give him a little at a time. He looks to be so dehydrated that he might reject it if you give him too much.” “She’s such a hateful woman,” Melody snarled as she supported Ian’s head and held the cup to his parched and peeling lips. “Daughter, brace yourself. From what I’ve been told and been able to piece together, she’s not a woman at all. What you see out there is a demon that resurrected the body of a woman to use so that it could take possession of Ian’s soul.” Melody gasped with shock, but quickly recovered enough to ask, “Why Ian?”

“Is he in the medical field?” “He’s dead.” Ava’s eyes flicker to her, understanding. “I’m sorry to hear that.” It’s the normal courtesy to say when people hear of your loss but it feels more genuine to hear coming from someone who went through the same thing. Mia wonders how she lost her boyfriend. She doubts Ava experienced the same ordeal as hers. She doubts Ava was ecstatic when the lights went out of her boyfriend’s eyes. Because Mia certainly did. And she will do anything to watch it happen all over again.