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,said Zane "What's that?" "Death",said Zane "That's why I'm here",said Derek "No...not the easy death",said Zane, fully clothed. "What do you mean?",asked Derek, now scared. "What? You thought they would kill me with one strike and call it a night?",asked Zane."They have planned a worse death for me....it's a death, specifically for dangerous werewolves. They call it RPJC, they prepare a bowl, where they put in names like 'head' 'leg' 'eyes' 'hand' 'finger' and they ask the public to take a draw. When they do, one of the royal guards goes in the tent where the accused is present, and draw blood from whatever part came in the draw. They don't let the public see, because it's too graphic for t

He sighed in relief, but more notifications pilled up. [Beenedict has died!] [Rhino 10 has died!] [Rhino 5 has died!] [Rhino 4 has died!] The Gorilla was laughing as it threw punches enveloped in blue fire, the poor Rhino that was in front of it reduced to ashes in mere seconds. Beenedict was still melting by the acid that the Gorilla spit on him. [Rhino 7 has died!]

, he’s shaking as the dagger fell to the ground. “The known killer of Werewolves?” Other were-rogue asks. I devilishly smirked doing my attack towards the naked man. Throwing my dagger straight to its heart. They alerted themselves as they saw how their companion turns to ashes. “Yes. I am Death. You want to be one of my favorite collections?” I showed myself yet they can’t see my face due to the black skull mask I’m wearing. They should have attacked me but my hands are quicker than them. I pulled two of my 45 caliber guns. And shoot their foreheads and hearts making their early death. My gun has a silver bullet that contains the same mixture of venom and wolf's bane.

Create myths. I provide truth. Exact. Detailed. Undeniable. 7:18 AM - Wolf fighter (W-22, name: Sarah Klein). Throat torn by Cormac's enforcer. Bled out in forty seconds. 7:19 AM - Vampire hunter (V-34). Staked by Valentina Corvino. Turned to ash. 7:21 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-03). Holy water attack by Tom Cracksman. Burned from inside. Died screaming.

"I've done it! They're all dead. Hurry and accept my request!" I didn't reply. Instead, I took a few screenshots of our conversation and sent them to the group chat. The exhausted players' tempers exploded the moment they saw the screenshots. "I didn't expect Frank to be such a bastard. He actually killed all his teammates just to curry favor with Molly." "I guess his righteous demeanor had been a farce all along!" "Look, Hailey, Sasha, and Louis. Your good friend, Frank, killed all of his own teammates just to survive."

"Let this game begin now." "Our warehouse is on fire..." The assistant said hesitantly. The second they heard those words, they both froze. The warehouse he was talking about was the headquarter of the AB org., where they did all the dirty work- selling drugs, weapons, and sometimes even killing their targets. And by 'targets' I do not mean the people who are after or against them; I mean the people who are an obstacle in their way to power. "What!!?" Thomas asked and was in denial.

"HAHAHA Death has found me Robert, Halbert, NOW HE'S COMING FOR YOU!" Andrew was laughing hysterically, just like so many others he had been a pawn in the game of crowns, he had known it all along, but it furthered his career and he was willing to accept that. Death is part of every soldier's life but he had the warped morals of he didn't care who's side it was on, who's life it was so long as it was not his own.

She added but I didn’t say anything. “she right.” I heard a familiar voice say behind me, Death. “You too?” I ask. “Give me that little guy.” He said and cruch down to take War. “He is dying.” He said that made Peace and I looked at each other frowning then looked at him. “What?” I am confused. “Devren is dying, I found his body---” he said like it’s nothing that made my eyes wide. “F*ck.” I said and stood up and ran away towards my car.

I ask in a nervous voice. "When pack members are lost in battle we return them to Mother Nature....... We do that by rejoining them to the pack....," Gunnar says with hesitation. My eyebrows pull together in confusion and Gunnar sighs. He grabs my hands and looks deeply into my eyes. "We eat our dead. When they die like this that is..... They died as heros. They died defending the pack. These types of burials rarely happen Vanessa. But when they do, they are very important. Soldiers lost on missions or during challenges, get burned. Kraven will be burned. Pack members killed for offenses, like the warrior who slapped you, get thrown out into the woods for scavengers. Those are dishonorable b

He said gently, "Sadie, let the past die with yesterday. From now on, you will be reborn anew. I hope your days from here on will be filled with joy." Standing on the rooftop, Nemera raised her champagne glass, clinking it against his before drinking it all in one breath. "Now, I have only one regret left," Nemera said softly. "What is it?" Noah asked. Nemera looked at him with a strange smile. "Well, my regret is… that you're still alive." "What did you say?" Noah's eyes widened. Suddenly, he clutched his head and dropped to his knees. "How's the champagne with a little something extra?" she asked sweetly.