Unk Death Novels & Stories

Personally Zark was not very good at remembering the names of newly acquaintances, so his mind quickly forgot them. The only one he remembered was a certain Jim, who kept the whole conversation looking directly at Keil. For the moment, and given the situation, Zark decided not to ask questions directly, there would be time for that later, for now he should take care of the situation. Although given the conversation, he indirectly managed to collect bits of information. Apparently undead attacks in this area are extremely rare, as none of the miners had ever experienced one before. This revealed on the part of the miners the knowledge about the existence of the undead.

Ivy asks confusedly. “They’re not. Depending on who they had been before being turned into an Undead, we can differentiate two types of Undeads, human and wolf. They have similar weaknesses, but they smell different. Human Undeads smell burnt, while wolf Undeads stink of rotten flesh. The same goes for the Deads, since they were created from Undeads' blood. The only exception of that rule is… a born Undead.” Thea explains. “Like you.” Ivy concludes, nodding in understanding.

As for the undead, they were divided into three stages: Deathness, Deathless, and Deathlessness. Deathness was the stage of recently converted undead, Deathless was the stage where ones who eventually evolved after consuming living souls or roamed long enough to absorb a vile amount of rotting energy to evolve, and finally was Deathlessness which was gotten by undead who had lived for millenniums while consuming souls. Only people with abilities as high as the kings or crazy dark horses like Genad could defeat such monsters which was why they were confident enough to be here in the first place. Such high-leveled undead were barely seen due to frequent taming from time to time by the Deadman

“How do we kill this thing?” “First, you find the necromancer.” Kieran stands and moves to the window. “Second, you destroy the undead.” “What is undead, though?” I demand. “You keep saying that word, but—” “It’s exactly what it sounds like. A corpse, reanimated by dark magic, bound to serve the necromancer’s will. A puppet.” Kieran’s reflection in the glass is grim. “It walks, talks, appears alive. But it’s rotting from the inside out.”

It was as if they weren’t affected in the slightest… Agatha spoke up. “It’s useless. The Undead are, in fact, ‘undead,’ so nuclear weapons won’t do much to them. We had nuclear weapons during ancient times too. Even with modern technology, we can’t actually injure the Undead with these…” “The Undead developed from law power, so we must use law power if we want to kill them off. By destroying their harmony, we’ll be able to stop them from reviving.”

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

At that time I realized that the silence of loneliness was sad and suffocating. On the other hand, I can’t help but blame myself for what happened. However, I know more than anyone else that if I don’t fetch his soul someone else will do it. Death is not something that a person or anyone in the world has control over especially if a person’s death is predestined and written. I learned CSA killed Mr Perelman or Central Sleep Apnea a condition wherein a person pauses in breathing due to a lack of respiratory effort during sleep. That’s the thing Hazel explained to us when we last got together after the funeral.

Anyone who was hit by a shot then their body immediately emitted smoke and died on the spot. "Let's attack them scattered," said Diki. They began to beat some of the undead in front of him. Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! "Shit!" Daniel cursed when the bullets in his gun had run out. Daniel put the gun back in his trouser pocket and he took out the Taekwondo technique he always mastered. Daniel deftly hit the stomach of an undead who wanted to attack him and he kicked his head with his right leg until the undead fell and died.

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

They think the young Mort who will dominate the Underground in the future is the "Perfect One" As a child, Mort has already contributed a lot to the clan, especially in ammo and weaponry. He has also won many battles against the Underground countless times. People considered him a threat and is feared by everyone. He became infamous in the Underground and nicknamed him 'DEATH'. Certain and Quick Death, he never lets his opponents speak before he kills them. He doesn't need to hear any of their pleas or last words. The important thing for him is they die in his hand and won't allow them to cheat death.