Where Was Technoblade Buried Novels & Stories

"I-Is he…" Dad only nodded as he was holding back his tears but my eyes drifted back to the scene. All the sounds around me felt like they were a million miles away as my eyes were glued to the nurses who were placing my twin brother in a body bag. My Twin Brother. My other half who I always tried to protect was found dead and buried in the garden of Ewalds and while everyone knew that the police should investigate them before anyone else but everyone also knew they wouldn't because why would they?

~Athena The day for Sabrina's burial ceremony finally arrived. The mansion bustled with activity. She would be buried at the cemetery, the same cemetery where I heard Micheal was buried a few days after he died. My heart still felt a bit sore whenever I thought of him, what happened to him had indirectly been my fault too. If only I could go back to that night, if only… Richard and James had left early in the morning to get things in order ahead of their late best friend's burial.

"Yes, he died four months ago" Mike knew Daniel all right. They were quite good friends when he was still back in Zades. Back then he would always give him lectures on turning a new leaf. Well he wasn't here now to see the changed man he was. He knew Susanna's last name was familiar but he did not know where he had heard it from till now. "May his gentle soul rest in peace" Mike thought. "What killed him exactly?" "He was buried underground during one of his mini expeditions. When we found him,we noticed he was still alive but his skull was bashed with no hope of life. He was carried to the hospital, but i couldn't save his life"

I was in the kitchen, meticulously de-boning a duck for a lunch I knew no one would eat, when the 60-inch television in the lounge let out a breaking news chime that made my heart do a somersault. "This is a Global News alert. We are receiving unconfirmed reports that Caleb Knight, the tech mogul presumed dead after his disappearance for a while now , was spotted this morning at a private airfield in the Hamptons." The knife slipped. I nearly took off my prosthetic thumb. "Sacrebleu!" I yelled to the empty kitchen, throwing a handful of onions onto the cutting board to justify my sudden jumpiness. Through the service window, I saw Julian and Evelyn freeze. Julian grabbed the remote, cranking

Damien’s jaw clenched as he remembered how that same face had been laughing only moments ago. “Boss?” Blade called softly. “I want to bury him myself,” Damien said, his voice rough, almost breaking. Blade only nodded. A few minutes later, Damien lifted Vladislav in his arms. The rain poured harder, running down his face and soaking through his wounds, but he didn’t seem to feel any of it. Blade and Karim led the way to the shallow grave they had dug under a tree.

Maybe I may just kill him myself. That spot where my mom and dad died, that was where I was going to place Alpha Blake’s head. I swore many years ago. I would take his head and bury it right in front of mama and papa’s tomb. “They were supposed to be here yesterday. What’s going on?” Tech asked. The agreed date was here, yet there were no horses coming to pick us up. It was a long journey to the city.

"That was just a hypothetical. She already died. We couldn't sell her because she died, so we buried her." "Where did you bury her?" "Somewhere near the reservoir in the eastern part of the city, in a deserted area with the tallest tree nearby." "The tallest tree? Are you sure?"

Sebastian offered, his voice warm as he inched closer, ready to be her rock. Caitlin shook her head, taking the handkerchief and returning it to him. “No, thanks.” Sebastian clutched the handkerchief, feeling a small surge of hope. She hadn’t rejected it—at least that meant she still needed him in her vulnerable moments. With the ashes buried, everyone bowed their heads in respect. The funeral concluded, and people began to leave. Caitlin and Sebastian were preparing to take Blake home when Sebastian received a message. “The fake gravedigger has been found!” he told Caitlin.

She hoped she was wrong but Venom would never act that way with her and even more so, he would never forget which mushrooms were which. She ensured that she spread her light around herself and the tiger. They were nearing the campsite. She hoped the gravesite had been marked. She realised she did not know exactly where Leech was supposedly buried. “Blaython, I’m looking for a grave,” she whispered in the tiger’s ear when they reach the old campsite.

The look on his face was damn satisfying. I was about saying he should leave even after my woman told him too, but he literally exploded with my father was his... "What nonsense are you saying?" I was finally able to find my voice. "You're my step brother, Brandon." I laughed out of sarcasm. "Kyle, please, it's too early for your tantrums. Go back inside, I'm sure you haven't had enough sleep." "It's the fucking truth. He was laid to rest on the nineteenth of February, by ten forty-five am, at St Laurel's Chapel, 478 Madison Ave, Brooklyn, New York." Kyle said in a single breath.