Black Reaper Kaneki Novels & Stories

" Getting rid of me isn't that easy... Since you all decided to ruin my life, I'll destroy everyone before that.. I'll kill everyone... I should have been the one being happy!!! " Silea yelled.. Janet collapsed on the ground, coughing blood now.. Oscar fell beside her, choking on his own blood... " Help please---" Before she could complete, she fell numb on the floor, blood coming out of her mouth.. Oscar held her before taking his last breath.. Silea walked closer to them, kicking their body to confirm their death... " This is what happens when you test me... You shouldn't have fucked with me.. You're right though.. I am not Aurelia... I am not even like her... I won't sacrifice myself for

I have heard that this is not a Gamma you want as an enemy. Lastly, Tenebris the Delta, sitting with his back to the door. Long, black hair, piercings in his eyebrows as well as his ears and lips. Basically a walking fucking Goth werewolf, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. Apparently, his claws contain poison dangerous to his own kind due to something in his blood. “Kai,” Ryker says when he spots us and walks over. “Thank you for having me.” “Thank you for coming,” my brother responds and shakes his hand. I watch as everyone stops what they’re doing when Kai calls for their attention.

Taken couldn't stand to be near normal people without killing them, so if one of us was safe, we all were. He was dressed in dark grey, with leather boots and a matching utility belt that hung at his waist. A gun sat at each hip, separated by a flashlight and a short sheathed knife. I looked up at his face and cringed. His skin was the tannest I'd ever seen, his blue eyes sharp and cold. He had a half sun tattooed on the side of his face, stretching from his right temple down to the tip of his jaw. "Where are you headed?"

Still, there was a subtle sound echoing from the direction of the cavern just as my tears were about to fall, and the merpeople all lowered their heads worshipfully towards it. Then, I heard a quiet but heart-stopping cry from the cavern. I couldn’t help flinching because it was very familiar—I had heard that cry before, and hence looked up at the cavern to find a merman appearing outside. Under the moonlight, I could make out his robust figure and his jet-black hair that was spread loosely over the water like seaweed, though I couldn’t make out anything specific from his face. His black tail was slowly surfacing and it glinted with a killing edge. Even his scales had a blade-like silver gli

The leaves and flowers of the Mana Tree were now blood red as if the blood of Genbu himself. A gigantic jet-black Grim Reaper of enormous size was making a dimensional tear in the trunk of the Mana Tree that was now as black as charcoal. He tore apart the dimensional crack slowly with his giant black bone scythe. Several other gigantic Grim Reapers, smaller than the Black Grim Reapers, surrounded the Mana Tree and hit anyone who tried to resist. They were the ones who created the ball of black energy that imprisoned Genbu. CTAR! BLAST!

The usual admiration salute. The Eloesan people on the other hand had witnessed the most fearful experience in their entire life. Which is understandable, because after all, the thing that stood behind me were a big dark miasma, but inside that hazing miasma of light absorbing miasma, was a death reaper, wearing a weathered black hoodie, underneath that seasoned hoodie, were pale skull, with the bluish green fire as eyes and as it opened it’s bonny mouth the dark miasma constantly falling out, and on each of it’s hand, my death reaper were holding one it’s left hand a rose soaked with dripping red bloods, and on the left was the sharpest ever metallic rapier. And the entire parts that were v

“After all, I’m Phantom XIII Hekate.” A smirk appeared on Ryuou’s face. “Spoken like a true Phantom of Hati,” he said mockingly. “I see that that man has trained you well. But if the Chosen One can’t see the true ideals of Raven’s Gate, and walk on the path that she should walk, then Kami shall strike her down.” Ryuou unsheathed a Japanese katana by his side, revealing a gleaming silver blade with rubies and silver dragons adorning the black hilt.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

Then the door to the warehouse swung open. Decker Kane, the Reaper King, stood at the entrance with his skull mask on and his hand through a person's scalp with his fingers pushing out of their eye sockets. A wet, sucking sound echoed as Decker ripped his hand free, the body crumpling down to the floor. He stepped over it, wiping his gloved fingers on his thigh, leaving dark smears.

A Reaper stepped through the portal opening. Tall, with ebony hair, he wore the long black cloak she expected to see, a scythe in his hand. The man quickly ran to the left of the portal, and then another Reaper appeared on his heels. Dressed identically, with the same weapon, he ran to the right. Then, another sprang forth, and another. Ru watched, her eyes wide as the Reapers continued to pour out of the portal, as if Hell had spilled an inkwell and the thick, black substance was covering the entire earth.