Zamasu Death Novels & Stories

"Because? “She questioned her again. Kagome stood up and walked the distance between them, then pulled her away, a dark mist, a pitch black, a wave of shadows began to envelop. “Because you're dead. “He said. "Which? “She questioned. Do you know the news about that manhole that burst in the street before reaching the entrance to the temples? “She questioned her. “I know…” She spoke. “Your soul left your body, your body at that time, Mira, died in the hospital for two days in a coma. “Kagome said. “I believe your soul is looking for something your body has come for. “Kagome said. “You can never go back; your death was predestined. "She said. "It happened

One month after… … Marcus died due to the Pandemic that swept the world. ♦ ♦ ♦ "Raise your head and look at me" Zark demanded, before him, was an illusory reflection of his old self. Marcel was reflecting the same ideals as his. Marcel's gaze lifted from his position on the ground and he looked directly at Zark, which he saw petrified. Pale skin like a corpse, empty eyes submerged in a perpetual darkness in which he had a single purple point, a black ring which radiated the purest of light was on his head.

Zenda raised her hand and drove her sword into his body again. “This is to punish you for colluding with your alliance with the wicked and inflicting suffering upon other beings.” Zoltan coughed up blood, then burst into a woeful laugh. “Your reproaches are just, and your actions warranted. I hold no regrets in death. Since you insist on following James, I know I cannot dissuade you. My only wish is for you to succeed and honor the Zazen Temple.” As his last words echoed, his body erupted in a brilliant purple-gold light, and with a resounding blast, he self-destructed.

Within him. “They were committing harm,” he says. “That has never been the threshold,” I reply. “I know.” The acknowledgment is immediate. Not defensive. Not uncertain. He waits. The system hums around us, vast and impartial, threads moving as designed. No alarms. No rupture. And yet, something strains at the edges of what was meant to remain stable. “You collected two souls whose time had not arrived,” I say. “And you did so without exchange.” “In the past, there was substitution,” Death answers. “This time, there was not.”

The estate behind us burned like hell itself, flames tearing through windows while smoke rose into the night sky. I lowered Phil carefully onto the ground while trying to catch my breath, then immediately grabbed his face. “Phil.” He groaned softly. “Wake up.” “I’m awake, asshole.” “Good.” I pressed a hand against the bleeding wound at his side while checking him over quickly. Phil cracked one eye open slightly. “Did we make it?” I laughed breathlessly despite myself. “Yeah.” The tension sitting on my chest loosened slightly for the first time that night. “Kagemoto Kazama is dead,” I muttered.

she pulls my head back up "I'm-I'm not sad," I tell her surprised by my mind and feelings, "At all," I add "Well you never actually feel pain," she says "That's a condition, Mika. I feel emotional pain, or I was supposed to," My eyebrows furrow, "I saw him," I whispered "You saw him? Saw who?" She asks "Ha-Death I mean," I tell her turning to face her "You saw him?" She questioned as shock crossed her face, "I knew you were special," she whispers

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

Jenna was dumbfounded. "You… You were reborn too?" I pressed my lips together, answering, "Yeah. Maybe the universe noticed how unjustly I died, so it gave me a second chance at life. Jenna, in this life, you're going to face the consequences of your greed." With that, I hung up. On the live stream, Jenna was so devastated she couldn't even cry anymore. As Keith wasn't the type to be merciful, he pinned Jenna to the ground and punched her face repeatedly.

… Zuko sighed and put the photo back, placing two books on top of it. "Zuko! Zuko!" Toph knocked on the door from outside. "Come in." "Zuko, something bad happened!" Toph was gasping for breath. Zuko frowned and asked calmly, like a little adult, "What's the matter? Didn't dad teach us not to panic even if something big happens? We have to speak calmly!" Toph swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty, "I heard dad and mom say that Pammy… She's dead." Zuko felt a buzzing sound in his ears. He could no longer remember much of what happened next, only vaguely remembering that all he could hear were cries during that time, and every time he closed his eyes, he could see Pammy's innocent face

I want to see my lawyer, i won't say anything" Jude requested. Mr.Welsh and Jonz both went out of the interrogation room, Mr.Welsh speaks to the captain telling him that they need more evidence. The captain ordered Jonz to take Jude to the cell. Mr.Welsh was pissed off because of the interrogation, he got a call from the morgue he took Hazel's body to, he went to the morgue, he met a young man in charge of Hazel's autopsy, the man gave the autopsy result to Mr.Welsh.