Death Note Light As A Shinigami Novels & Stories

“Because the next sentence is this: as light retreated to its shrine, and shadows of dissolution danced in the far edges, promising nothing but endless darkness, the sacred heart wept tears of remorse and sorrow, as the dying lover’s blood were spilled outside the land of light, but as one life was sacrificed, a soul was tied with another, carried in the blood of the blessed ones!” “I believe the light refers to the creation energy, the shadows of dissolution are the dark energy, the endless darkness in death, it matches perfectly with how the world turned out to be the way it is, but the blessed ones, does it refer to humans?” “Not all humans, I am sure it means the Yorens, in our family’s

Shin stepped away from the wall. His wound had reopened. “Shigure.” Shigure turned. Shin held up a small object. A silver clasp stained with blood. “I found this near the west stair.” The room shifted toward him. Shigure took it. His face hardened. It was shaped like a crescent crossed by a fang. Renji stared. “Black Hollow.” Hayate’s breathing changed. “That symbol belonged to Soren.” “He is dead,” Kiyomi said. Shin looked at the lower stairwell.

I pulled it free—its glow, soft but growing, pushed back the heat. With a growl, I tore it open, letting the pure light magic flood my palm. The moment it touched air, it began to hum, sensing my desperation. Thanatos faltered for a heartbeat. “What’s that?” “A gift,” I said, and hurled it straight into the heart of his real form. The light struck him mid-chest. He staggered backward, gasping, then erupted. A deafening shriek tore through the flames, and his clones disintegrated one by one. The light consumed him, turning him to a pillar of flame, then to ash, then to nothing.

"The code name is Light. His actual name and background are not recorded or listed in Black Circle's associate database. So far, the only thing I can say about him is his relationship with the elder Raisen, to whom he has been assigned as a special assassin on her direct order. His fighting style could be different, judging from the target he has to eliminate. The common style he often used was fighting while provoking his opponent to prolong the fight and satisfy his urge for fighting. However, while he fights against Selina Hayes, Light switches from a fighting maniac into a cold-blooded assassin. Light shares a similar trait with elder Raisen, which is that he wishes his name to be known

A loud explosion could be heard just as she finished speaking. Higurashi Shrine’s main building broke apart from the center. A human figure charged out like a sword. This person charged up to a thousand meters in the air and hovered there. Under the bright bloody light, Alex Rockefeller could see this person had dark hair, and his entire face glowed with a red light. Endless blood energy surrounded his body. He looked like an unsheathed blood sword. ‘This is Blood Shura’s aura!’ Alex felt stunned. Meanwhile, the Soul Collection Coffin that was already vibrating non-stop in his mind palace now vibrated at an even higher frequency. It felt as if it would rush out from him at any moment.

She believed in her strength, just not enough to take Death on in single combat. The two allies she had were considerably strong in their own rights. Odoroku was a shadowy man with long arms and claws. He was wearing black wrappings all over his body that almost matched his skin. He looked similar to Death, except his face was more pronounced through his dark smoke, with two white eyes peering through. He also had horns sticking out of his head.

gulping back the tears that threatened to spill over, “Then the light must mean….” “Say it….” Selene demanded. A dangerous element to her tone, as if she were egging me on. Just waiting for me the utter the terrible realisation I had come too. “The light that needs to be vanquished. Its Nina isn’t it? Your own white wolf. An assassin of good. Of light.” Selene’s mouth twisted up into a grotesque smile. And for the first time since being in her presence, she looked ugly. “Well done daughter. I wondered when you would riddle it out.”

“You surely will.’ He whispers as the familiar hue of lights awaits them both in the middle of the path they are taking. Knowing what it is as they are aware of what draws it in front of them. Daniela raise her hand as the lights came down and surrounds her. One by one and with a click of her hand, it turns into the books that make the entirety of these dark and dreadful charades. With that, she names the books one by one that open and presented their heart, but only the clear four can be heard at that moment as it rings. “Blood Resonance. The Call of Death. Death Reincarnate. Shinzo Dimension.” As the book opens along with its prominent hue that also represents the prominent sins that are t

In Zitrey's indifferent stares and warning, he immediately answered, “It was a youngster, a male. I don't know much about him. But he approached us with information, knowing we, specifically Aoi Akuma-sama are looking for Crimson Blade.” Zitrey paused scanning him if he was telling the truth, seeing him terribly afraid while looking at the rifle, she then knows he isn't lying. With what she heard, only one person came to her mind, ‘the Nimble Shadow.’ Why was he doing this? What is his motive? Why does he have connection to this dark world? And who is he?