Novel & Cerita Death Scythe

Scarlett. I watched the crowd disperse, and the cold began to seep into my bones. They had left me out here to die. I did not mean to kill anyone. I just wanted to get away. I was tired of everything, and I wanted to get away. I looked around me, teeth chattering, hoping someone would take pity on me, but no one was there. Everyone had left. I was forgotten. Bet they were all waiting until I die and my corpse becomes frozen before they come and help. I wanted to tug at the mate bond, but how they looked at me before they left discouraged me. If they had doubts about Bianca's allegations, this was an apparent offence. I had indeed drugged the reservoir, and it had led to deaths. I was a mass

Rei took a few steps closer to Troy and Briar. Putting his hand on Rei’s arm he whispered in his ear and Rei visibly calmed down. “You realize there are 3 wolves right outside her window, and the big guys are right downstairs waiting my signal. He’s not getting anywhere with Briar. I promise.” Scythe told Rei. “Fine. It’s your show. Go get her. I’ll hold back for now.” Rei replied. “Good, now Rei, please back up, you don’t want any this.” Scythe pushed Rei behind him as he started to release his aura. A low to the ground mist started curling around Scythe until it manifested a scythe like weapon with incredible reach.

"Everyone, all in! Take his head for White Wolf!" The crowd attacked in unison, either using their fists and feet, or wielding machetes and iron bars, charging toward Blood Sickle's head. "You want to kill me? In your dreams!" Blood Sickle laughed coldly as a sickle-shaped weapon appeared in his hand without anyone's notice. It was the Scythe of Death. Countless people had died under this scythe, which was why he was called Blood Sickle.

He’s confident, skilled in his craft and wicked with war scythe. Zane uses a war scythe to harvest the souls to bring back to Death. It’s where the whole concept of the grim reaper's image comes from in the human world. It’s because they took the idea from Zane’s coven. Of course, at the time, they didn’t know. They thought it was all made-up shit in stories. Zane’s war scythe is a badass. The top part of the blade has jimppings as the blade curves toward where it meets the staff; it has black bone-like fragments sticking from it. On the bottom of the staff, there is a badass-looking skull.

He smirked as he took out a knife and pointed it towards the speeding up angel of death. "DEATH!" Fate shouted. Lucus couldn't change his path so suddenly and neither could he stop at once at such a high speed. "The scythe!" Fate shouted. Ethan stood behind Kurosava and held back the knife. The scythe passed right through Kurosava's chest, into Ethan's stomach and hit the floor. Everyone was shocked to see what had happened. Kurosava smiled as he looked at Death who was dumbstruck himself "In the end, victory... was mine" He chuckled as he touched the scythe with his blood covered hands and closed his eyes peacefully. His body turned to Ashes and disappeared.

Wearing a blue dress, her delicate features resembled Thea’s. The moment she walked over to Sophie, she noticed the bizarrely-shaped scythe in front of Sophie. For some reason, she could feel a sense of familiarity with the scythe. Upon being reminded of the scythe within her body, her mind stirred, and a scythe materialized before her. Immediately, the it flew forward and blocked the bizarrely-shaped scythe that intended to deal Sophie the killing blow.

They didn't just break; they disintegrated into molten slag. ​I stepped up beside him, my feet crunching on the glass. The violet Scythe in my hand was longer now, the energy jagged and unstable. I didn't just feel powerful; I felt like a storm that had finally broken its leashes. ​"They’re coming from the rafters!" I shouted. ​I didn't swing. I pointed the tip of the Scythe at the ceiling. A bolt of violet lightning shot upward, chaining through the iron supports. The Reapers clinging to the shadows were fried instantly, falling like heavy, black rain onto the stone floor.

"It's possible that Alpha Grayson doesn't know Thantos's reputation for killing children." The fire in Iselyn's eyes continues to burn as she glares at him. "Screw you." "You're purebloods," Jace says. "Royalty in Thantos's eyes. It's also possible that he'd rather offer you some kind of deal than kill you and waste your blood." "Yeah," Ice scoffs. "So it's really a fifty-fifty split." I say softly. "Between whether his love of blood trumps his loathing of our father."

Chapter 5 “I am Saint and I'm here to hunt you down, but then because I am sure that you can't get off to that body. Death ministry assigns you to be a living reaper, no buts or anything you suicidal. You want your death, right? So then, accept our offer. For you to die peacefully, Mary Sean Ivanovich. Did I answer your question?” With what he said, I gradually loosened my grip on the bedsheet until I finally let go.

Chapter 26 *Thud* A sound of something heavy being dropped followed by car tires screeching on the empty road. It was 3 in the morning, and there was no one in the huge building of the AB organization. And just now, Alex’s men had thrown Ryan in front of the building as instructed by Amy. It was sort of a test for him again, that Amy had planned especially for him, shebwas playing with him again, controlling everything he did. And once again he had no idea of that.