Cool Scythes Novelas e Histórias

Except for one. One of the grim reapers is watching the whole battle from a thick branch of a tree. She's just sutting there comfortably while sipping the sweet water inside the coconut. "Hmm," She moaned in happiness as soona s she finished her drink. She clasped her hands and then smiled. "Maybe it's time for me to join the battle," She said and summoned her scythe. Her scythe has an unusual form. It is a little rusty and a little too small for a normal scythe. Its blade is also uspide down as if it was not made to kill.

Its blade gleamed in the light, a dark obsidian flowing into its long matte black handle, that boasted a curve for better wielding. "If one of you fuckers doesn't answer me now I will punish everyone here" I looked down my nose, "and as most of you know I am more than capable if you dare." My mouth tipped upward in a half smile half snarl, daring them. I heard Liam exhale behind me, amused with my theatrics. I pointed my scythe at the nearest man, the tip dangerously close to his throat. "You must know something, being so close to the front" I cocked my eyebrow at him. "It would be wise to talk" I inched the scythe closer, pushing it against the tender skin. He gulped audibly.

making multiple cuts appear on Merka's body. The scythe on her hands glow with every drop of blood landing on the ground... Merka felt cold fear...as wasn't as pompous as she was previously. "Please spare me...I beg you..." Merka fell to the ground in pure fright as she continued begging Madeline. Madeline ignored Merka pleas as she raised her scythe.... "This is where you die...." Bang! The scythe shook violently like it had hitted a hard rock. Madeline looked up to see Damien, and the scythe on his left shoulder. He was completely unharmed as he stared at Madeline silently.

they yelled sending me murderous glares as I tried to muffle my laughs but I couldn't help it. "Wait till I catch you, you're a dead meat" as Satcey said that I began running around the sitting room with her chasing me. She chased until she got tired and gave up. "This isn't funny Whitney...waking someone up with cold water really" Erick yelled, only if he knew that it was more than just cold water. Stacey turned to stare at them and she burst into laughter, like who wouldn't? Mascara was trailing down their faces. The boys exchange confused looks with themselves.

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

I step to the right, to the left and backwards as if I’m dancing as I dodge the lasers and the few I couldn’t dodge, I use my Death Scythe to deflect it “How long are you going to keep that up?” “As long as it takes to wear you the fuck out” She drops down in front of me with speed and shoots a large laser beam at me. I use my scythe to shield myself from the laser. The impact slowly push me back as she keeps increasing the strength of the laser trying to burn through my scythe

He spoke to the soldier beside him without taking his eyes off Aazim, the soldier nodded and walked towards Aazim. Aazim who had come out from under the chair was angry and scared but more angry because his plot had now failed but still he kept a bold look on his face. He looked round the hall and accessing the damage, there was not a single follower of his that remained alive, he frowned. He had heard when Saadiya screamed his name, he could see the pain and anger in her facial expression and as he watched her approach him, he withdrew a small knife from underneath his shirt and held it out of the sight of the others.

Aleister wondered out loud, clearly impressed by the witch's armory. Ruby pressed a certain button on the wall and the shelf lined with knives separated like a sliding door presenting a variety of scythes. There was a scythe entirely made out of fishbone, there was an ill-proportioned one with a heart-shaped ruby and thorns, he saw another scythe where the blade is completely made out of ice making him wonder how it hadn't melted yet, one impressive scythe had a golden handle styled as a dragon and from its mouth protrudes a crimson metal. The weapon bore great power and he can feel it merely by looking at its blade. Aleister then noticed a black scythe that made shivers run up his spine. Th

" I roared. "Ah!" I screamed when someone pulled my hair from behind. "You bitch, how dare you pulled her hair!" I heard Celine's voice from behind. Shane gasped exaggeratedly. "C--celine, love, w*--w*it!" Celine stopped pulling my hair but still not letting go of it, then looked sharply at Shane. "What!?" "That's... that's A--agatha," Shane answered, almost whispering. I heard Celine stepped backward and gasped. She run in front of me to check if Shane's saying the truth. Her eyes widened and her mouth's opened widely.

As Taloren’s Chosen cheered with their victory, a squadron of a hundred Scythe Drones leapt over the gate and quickly towards the crowd. They appeared to be about a meter tall, and were like skeletal velociraptors. Their sleek metal frames were lightly armored, but combined with their bipedal hindlegs, they were incredibly fast and agile. Their arms terminated in long sharp talons while their feet had a wickedly curved short claw. Many of the terrorists were immediately alarmed by their presence, and fired into the squadron in a panic. But few of their shots hit - most drones were simply able to evade their fire. They juked the Chosen with fast, graceful jumps from side to side.