"Mercy will get you killed, but sometimes it's all that makes us human." 7 floors. Each owner represents a deadly sin. In this large unknown place, whose floors takes a day each to travel trough, will our trio survive the week? (I will follow most of the main story from the manga, game and anime with some slight additions, but hey, it wouldn't be much fun with the exact same story line.) ----- Disclaimer: I do not own the original characters. I only own the reader character and added plot apart from the original. Pictures that I haven't copyrighted are not made by me. The credit goes to the original creators for other pictures, songs, and music used in this book. I apologize in advance that I can't always refer to the original creators. I KINDA own the cover of the book. I made it, but I got the silhouettes from google.

Set after the ending of the game and 4 years have past since the events that occured , Rachel is now 18 and Zack is 24. Rachel no longer feels the desire she once did to die, she has realised something else a different, unexplainable feeling she's never felt before and she only feels it towards Zack. She and Zack have lived together for a few years now, moving from city to city, country to country...they eventually found a place to call "home". Zack naturally looking after Rachel, beginning to grow fond of her, they have both noticed the newly fledged feeling they have for each other but will either of them admit it...after all they are both stubborn. {If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe form, please go to (https://www.wattpad.com/story/156966920-angels-of-death-ray-x-zack). Thank you.} @Anime_nevv thank you for doing my covers again ❤ (DISCLAIMER) (I DON'T OWN ANGELS OF DEATH AND ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE MAKERS/PRODUCERS OF THE GAME, MANGA AND ANIME. I ALSO DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES AND ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE ARTIST/S, I MAY DECIDE TO DRAW MY OWN COVERS IF ANYONE WANTS ME TOO SO FEEL FREE TO LEAVE SUGGESTIONS ON THAT. I WILL TRY GET CHAPTERS OUT ONCE A WEEK. ALSO PLEASE INFORM ME IF YOU SEE OTHERS POSTING MY WORK ELSE WHERE IT MEANS ALOT 😁) On that note let us proceed shall we??

Nineteen year old Kristen Waterson, thirteen year old Rachel Gardner, and Faith are trapped in a building filled killers, with no memory of how they got there or why they're there. All they have to do is find a way out without getting killed. They get help from an unlikely ally... A killer himself.

You wake up in a strange place with a strange little girl. You come to realize your a plaything for a building filled with maniacs and killers. Too bad for them......your a maniac yourself... ***Trigger warning for some people (abuse) and plenty of mature content with a chance of lemony goodness*** I just thought of this story one day. I have been trying to start my career as a writer for a long time and i thought a good place to start would be fanfictions! This is my first Fanfiction so any helpful hints about writing or helping me point out anything i can clarify in my story would be a great help! Coming into the Angels of Death stuff a little late, but i hope you will enjoy. I feel like the whole (Y/N) stuff takes away from context in the moment so I put a default name. Anything that is in (parenthesis) is subjective and you can change to match yourself if you wish For this story the default name is (Sara) You are 23 You have a crazy ass weapon. You may or may not be a crazy bitch crazy bitch.

For years, Rachel has endured abuse and belittlement at the hands of her parents, it's become the norm in her life. She suffers alone in the apartment she calls home. Child Services is called to investigate, and the secret threats of her parents make things worse. Only with an odd encounter with a gruff young man in the alley, will her life start to change...

"There are one or two things I'd like to do before killing you..." He spoke, a slight glint in his left eye. Rachel tilted her head in curiosity, unable to comprehend his sudden change of plans. "And those things would be...?" She asked with slight irritation in her tone. They had promised, more than a few times, that there would be no mistaking her fate- she will die by Zack's hands, no matter what. But the 20 year-old wasn't having it and she had no clue why. Noticing her impatience for the matter, Zack grinned and assured her; "No need to make that face, Ray. Believe me, I will slay you, but not in the way you think." He paused to look up in mock-thought, and it was then that she realized how even he, of all people, could very well be mischievous. When his mismatched eyes met her blue orbs, there was no mistaking his plans. A child-like grin was enough to warn her of what was to come. (17+ for violence, gore, and overall mature themes.)