Undead Manga Novels & Stories

There was this boy who looked a lot like Thomas. However, his eyes told a different story. They were brimming with light. Thomas's eyes, though, were always like bottomless pits, dark and brooding. [Rebecca, there's something you need to know. The person who braved the flames to save you was my brother, who's no longer with us. It burns me up that he got caught again by those kidnappers because he saved you. I knew you didn't do anything wrong, but I still got you tangled up in this mess...]

“You’re already mine, Kaliyah…” **** Kaliyah thought she was dreaming after her death. She was convinced that the instant she succumbed to unconsciousness in that forest, she would either die from freezing or become prey to lurking creatures. However, the subsequent dream brought her sheer delight. An entirely naked man with an Adonis-like body had carried her from the frigid floor of the damp forest. Their skin made contact, and she experienced an overwhelming sensation of warmth and security. She couldn’t see his face, perhaps because looking at a god’s face directly in the afterlife is forbidden.

Lia stares at me curiously. “Undead is an immortal creature made through dark magic. It’s almost invincible and its strength matches mine. I would even dare to say it’s more powerful. The limits of an Undead’s power are unknown to be honest. There are also so-called Deads, who were created through Undead’s blood. That ensured they’ll be absolutely obedient and loyal to an Undead. It’s in their DNA to obey them.” I tell Lia, watching closely for her reaction. She seems a bit taken aback by this, but apart from that she’s still alarmingly calm.

Instantly, the water thorns inside the vortex, like metal weapons, tore the skeleton undead into pieces. "Sizzle sizzle!" A scarlet light swiftly flew out from within the vortex. After which, it was swallowed up by a huge skeleton undead. The next moment, the other party's body clearly became stronger. "That's Undead Fire, which represents the lives of these undead creatures. Only by completely destroying their Undead Fire can we completely kill them!" "Boom!" With one hand, with an aura that could cover the stars and hold the moon, it directly pinched more than a dozen skeleton spirits.

What was happening? Before we could even process the change, the dead began to rise. Not as themselves, but as puppets, their movements jerky and unnatural, their eyes dead and unblinking. The woman I had just killed, her body still warm, rose to her feet, her face a blank slate, the hateful look gone, replaced by a soulless emptiness. With a wave of Kasamaan’s hand, this army of the undead sprang to life, a force of pure magic and rage.

I hadn't even noticed her there. There was something wrong. I could sense it. I ran to the lair to find Suzanne there laying next to the body we had just bought. She had drawn some dark sigils on her flesh and she held the dead girl's hand. "Wh- what." My voice shook. "What are you doing?!" She gave me a weak smile. "That part is obvious." She was right. It was obvious. She was transferring her spiritual energy to fuse with the damaged heart of the dead girl. What I didn't understand was why she was doing something stupid enough to kill her.

On the day of the blood moon, his birthday, Silva gained more power than he had before and with that, he used it to end his life. Wolves found out about the Great Lycan and wanted his immortality for themselves, it turned out into war when the Rulers went against the idea and made a decree concerning it, the Great Lycan became a Legend and a tale told to the younger generation but it never came back. Years passed by and the Legend only became a Legend. No one knew when the Great Lycan would come back and no one wanted to go against the rules of the leaders of the underworld.

Ripping and clawing, beheading, then repeating the same process again. I was so focused on the one that was struggling in my arms that I didn’t see the two others that were charging toward me. They crash into me, making me fall. They then proceed to pummel. I try to dodge their attacks but they come from three pairs of different hands. “Amelia” heard Nolan shout. “Where the fuck is Bianca?” He tries to push through the Undead but doesn’t succeed. I tried to get up but then I failed. That’s when I feel the air change.

I tilt my head. “No. I didn’t.” I glance at the guys. They nod. I drive the needle into his neck. The effect is instant. I have frankly never seen anything so beautiful. His veins turn black. His skin bubbles. His screams turn into something inhuman as his body liquefies before our eyes. And then, there’s nothing left but a puddle. I wipe my hands on a cloth, then turn to the others. Elias leaves us to go to Talia while we go to the boardroom. The warriors came in soon enough with the flashdrive.

Listening to the conversation between mother and child, Emily could not tell who or what they were talking about, but for some reason, she feels that the information has something to do with her. "Yeah, mum. I heard about that. Is it for real? Won't she be alive?" the intrigued Samantha inquired. "It’s almost twenty years, darling, and Emily was still an infant. I was pregnant with you, and you needed a proper identity," Elise chuckles. "Werewolves don’t share with humans." "Oh..." Samantha giggled. "So she had to give way..." she agreed. "Come on, Samantha. Benita should be long dead. Too bad her soul might never find peace," Elise bragged.