Cool Scythes Novels & Stories

She was also fierce, especially when it comes to protecting those she cared about. Emily pulled out a scythe from her storage ring, the scythe was around 8 meters tall and it was made from clear crystal-like material that almost looked like spring water. A 4ft tall curved blade was attached to the rod of the scythe. It was a giant weapon that looked like it was created to be wielded by someone 14 ft tall.

"Freeze! Hands on your head!" I drove the scalpel into Robert's heart, my rage drowning out his pathetic excuse.

I walked deeper into the room and found a smaller, rune-sealed safe. This time, I went straight for Layla's birthday. Inside, there were no love letters, no keepsakes. Just 99 silver needles. Each one was numbered, from 1 to 99. And on the tip of every needle was a single, dried drop of blood. My blood. I picked up the first needle, and the memory hit me. It wasn't just blood. It was an alchemist's soul-infused blood, drawn from the heart. Every time an experiment failed, when I was exhausted and my spiritual defenses were at their weakest, Clark would hold me, gently stroking the back of my neck to comfort me.

Camila's face turned pale as she saw the cold and even scornful looks around her. "No! It's not like that..." she stammered, trying to stand up. The door swung open, and Alexander stood there, his voice cold as ice. "Stand up."

He looked intimidating. Electric currents danced along the scythe like wild silver snakes that emanated a thrilling electrical energy. Victor was very pleased with the scythe and felt a tinge of gratitude for the mutated mechanical rat. After all, a tiny creature like that managed to drop such a massive weapon. It was quite a feat. Although the war scythe was merely fine-grade, Victor was content. He knew that getting a piece of fine-grade equipment at the start of the apocalypse was already a massive stroke of luck.

The resonance hit the pup like a physical wave of warmth, and Muna shifted instantly, her fur a beautiful, slate grey shot through with amethyst sparks. The "Rite of Remembrance" was a success, but the triage was interrupted by a jagged, discordant signal from the southern border. A group of rogue shifters, survivors of the corporate era who had never been mended, was trying to breach the Silver Line. They carried "Fragmented Scythes," weapons made from broken Abyssal technology that hummed with a sickly, grey static.

If words were exchanged, Ru couldn’t hear them, and she watched as Cutter raised his hands and sent streaks of blue into the air, aimed at Nat’s face. Raising his scythe, Nat reflected the light, sending it harmlessly into the tops of the trees. Cutter recoiled and tried again, shooting short bursts this time. Nat reflected each of them, moving his scythe from one target to the next, blocking the bolt aimed for his shoulder, then his knee and his opposite side. Twirling his scythe in front of him, he swung it at Cutter, who jumped out of the way just in time. Ru watched, fascinated, as Cutter used his light to form an equally long weapon, this one a glowing blue, and the two locked in arms a

Days have passed, and I am still on this stupid bed. I turn to Zale who was peeling apples, he noticed that I was looking at him so he also looked at me. "It's almost peeled, wait a sec." He said, I looked at his hands that has several cuts because of the knife.

She just met Freya, I got forgotten already. "What kind of way?" I turned to freya who was busy with her phone. Do you got a text? "Like bully you." oh I'm touched. "Am I suppose to be scared of what you said?" I said, sarcastic. "Just saying. This is the first time I saw Seymour like that." She turned back to her phone.

Upon entering I headed straight for the coffee machine. “Long night?” Bethany teased. “Sleep was scarce. Crazy dreams.” I replied taking my first sip of black coffee. “I haven’t a clue how you drink it like that.” She scrunched her nose before making her own coffee with far to much cream, taking a seat. “Scarlet go play with your brother and sister. We have grown-up things to discuss.” She smiled at her daughter. “Tadeas is cute Auntie A… I say go for it.” Scarlet said in her chipper voice before exiting the room as told.