Will All Might Die Novels & Stories

“You know Abelard, Someday I’ll die, when that day comes. I’d like you to take my place, at least just for a moment. And I hope you can do everything better than me. And also I hope you…” “What?” “No, nothing. Just remember what I tell you just now. Cuz I don’t know how much longer I can live by your site.” “Hey, Don’t say that! You’re creeping me out!” “Every living thing would die someday. Why can’t I say that? Besides that Abelard, we are the devil hunter. We destroy the devil to protect humanity from their interference. In doing our work, of course, we risk our lives. So when will we die!? We can’t know that.”

I opened my eyes fully and looked down at the sweet child peeking sleepily up at me. "You hurted my daddy," Miguel mumbled in confusion. My heart dropped and I shook my head. I wasn't completely responsible for their deaths. I mean their father died in the stupid Iraq war and their blonde haired mother hung herself after getting the news. I dealt with death but not the way the individual died, that was solely on those fate bitches. "This is bullshit, let's go, don't ever forget about me little man, we will meet again in the future, this I swear," I growled. I moved him off me, patting his head sweetly and hurried past Maria cursing me while holding a cross up at me.

I will win against them out and eliminate them all. Since it's a life or death fight, let's see who's going to win at the end.

Everything is going to end today. It's either we defeat them and relieve everyone or We just die together with them. But one thing I know is that, Non of us will ever let ourselves to be defeated

[ THE LOVE THAT KILLS ] Despite our various differences, we are all tied together by one thing. Death. In the Kingdom of Alkhemi, everyone and everything has died at least once. We all die at the end. Despite our differences, we are all made similar by one thing — mortality.

He seem to be having a good time as he kept laughing. She was frantic. Why was he laughing? What was funny as to why he was laughing? Before she could ask him questions about that, he spoke up. “They will all die. It’s inevitable. They will all die because that’s what they get for being divided. They are bound to no longer exist and as they fight against themselves, reducing their numbers, the more chances they give to the other kind which means they will all die. No one will survive it except her.” The young boy said.

I lift my gaze to the sky and let my power stretch, tasting the distant panic of cities realizing their wards are gone, their gods silent, their prayers unanswered. “No more anchors,” I whisper. “No more bonds.” Only endings. The game is almost over. And this time— Everyone dies.

“Flaws become catastrophic. You have two choices now, Mabel. Shut down negotiable death entirely and let me restore absolute death, or live with the weaponized system you’ve created.” My sons appear at the edge of eternal space. “Mama, people are using death as weapon,” Marcus reports with horror. “Wolves are forcing each other into death negotiations, threatening absolute ending unless demands are met. The pack is falling apart from death coercion.” It’s spreading to my family, to my people, exactly as I feared. “Shut it down,” Anna says urgently. “Negotiable death is too dangerous. Better absolute death than weaponized ending available to everyone.”

Betsy waited outside the operating room looking anxious. "You still care about him, don’t you?" I asked her quietly. "Who says I do?" she snapped. "I'm just worried that if he dies, what will happen to our business?" It made sense! I nodded quickly. If he died at our guesthouse, there was no way we could keep running it. Seeing her hard exterior, I sighed. "I don't know where you got your information, but there's no truth to it,” Julius said to his mother.

Michael asks as we come closer. Lana points to a page on the journal, “Le destructeur de tous et de ses proches, la mort, la guerre et la Pestilence, récolteront la destruction de tous. Le sacrifice de l'humanité sera son champion. Si l'amour et la bonté prévalent, le monde sera sauvé. Si la mort et l'avidité réussissent, la fin sera un nouveau commencement rempli de mort, d'assujettissement et de destruction.”