Zamasu Death Novels & Stories

“I’m trying bu-“ Miaka wasn’t able to finish her sentence as a snapping sound filled the cell. Everyone’s attention immediately shifted towards Asmara only to find that she had stopped moving completely. Everything was eerily still as Asmara’s head rolled back and her lifeless eyes stared at the ceiling. There was blood everywhere. It had gushed out of her mouth, her nose, her ears and even the corner of her eyes. Her skin was pale to the point that it looked a sickly blue and slowly, her iris turned completely white. The once beautiful and elegant woman looked like a horrid monster in her death. “She’s dead.” Miaka confirmed. “I don’t know how that’s possible…but she’s truly gone.” “Wait…wh

So it is best to stay away from danger or else, eternal death awaits them. In a flash, Zed threw the herbs he had picked at the bee and made it ignore Suyi for a while, Suyi then ran to the log and swiftly smacked the beast to death. Seeing that, Zed could only shake his head and proceeded into the corpse of the beast, luckily finding a small gem on its smashed stomach.

Would you like to continue your mission? I was stunned to hear the system say that, and I stared at my mother with bewildered eyes. Despite that, I still shook my head. "No." Loving someone was far too exhausting. Besides, I had already spent twenty-six years loving four women with everything I had. "System, kill me. I'm exhausted. I only want to sleep." I closed my eyes and waited, but the electric shock I was expecting never came. Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

Ulrich announced that he’d likely lay low for a few decades until the memories of the battle weren’t so raw. Amora broke into tears as Dhara announced Nyssa’s death. She and Casimir had died within seconds of one another. Whilst Nyssa met her end blocking a blow meant for Dhara, Casimir succumbed to his injuries at the hands of a corrupt beast trying to attack the stream of families evacuating the city. I was relieved to see Ozul, a thick bandage wrapped around his head and a dazed sort of smile on his face as he sat next to his father, Cielo. Both regarded Lina and I warmly.

He's probably worked for Himawari's father for a long time since he knows the stories that I fail to remember. "Do you remember how your mother died?" He asked me. I was suddenly taken aback by his question. I tried to recall Himawari's memories. I clsoed my eyes to focus on that vision. I saw it before, and I was certain that her mother was sick when Himawari was still young. I had diagnosed her based on the symptoms that I saw in Himawari's memories. I believed that she died due to pneumonia. That was also how Himawari died. She was suffering from a disease that no one knew the cure of. No one even knew what kind of disease it was that's why there was no cure nor treatment plan for it. "Sh

Ryu interrupted Kenji, asking Murakami. "I’m the only one left," Murakami replied. "The only one? Were there others?" Kenji asked, already envisioning how many people he would need to eliminate. "There were some, but the others are dead. Cleared out," Murakami said, his body trembling even more. He knew what Kenji was thinking. "Oh, the dead ones." Kenji instantly knew who Murakami was referring to—those killed by Matsuda, the same person who had almost killed him too.

Meredith wasn't sure if the Death Contract was enough to keep Brayden. What was she thinking? Keep Brayden? Meredith let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She needed this Death Contract for her family. But Brayden could leave her for Mizuki if he wanted to. Even though they both signed it to death do they part. Meredith wouldn't be able to fight Brayden in any kind of court for her life back. Even though Meredith couldn't understand why Brayden had chosen her over Mizuki she knew one thing. Mizuki had challenged her and she wasn't going to back down.

It is not the same as the feeling of worshiping the superior. "King David said I couldn't die right now." I had difficulty saying every word before Jame squeezed my neck. The anger in Jame's eyes is dispelled. He pulled his hand back, hating to wipe away the scorched skin clinging to his hands. Returning to her usual apathetic appearance, Jame looked back at me and laughed, "Misa, those who know a lot often die very quickly. Try to be careful, and this game seems to be going on."

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

"Ugh ... H-how could you ..." I successfully incapacitated Lysander. I intentionally didn't kill him directly because I was afraid it would cause a paradoxical effect in the future. At least I managed to prevent Cassian's death with this. "Argh ... My head ..." I began to have a nosebleed and vomited blood. When I defeated Lysander, my consciousness gradually faded. My energy was completely drained, and I suffered severe mental damage from seeing too much of the future within 24 hours. Eventually, while my soul was still in Cassian's body, I fainted.