Grim Reaper Demon Mga Nobela at Kwento

He must have succumbed to his greed, allowing this demon to take over his body. “I’m not here to play games with you, demon.” I say, drawing my dagger from my belt so the demon can see it. “You’ve played with the hunters quite enough.” The demon seems unimpressed at first, but he takes one look at the sword in my hands, and his already pitch black eyes start to go wide with horror. “T-That dagger…” His voice becomes a whisper, and all his earlier cockiness seems to disappear instantly. “I-It’s you! The dark reaper!”

He stroked my hand with his thumb. “The bringers of death?” I suggested. “The Delazar’s thrive on war. Their leader loves chaos and power. Delazar believes the weak should be killed.” He paused, with a grim look on his face, and I thought back to what Sam said about his brother, then he continued, “Reaper is the name he gave our clan because we are the bringers of death.” “Have you… brought death to anyone?” I wanted his answer to be no but a part of me wondered and I had to know.

The other had eyes like still water. Eventually, the younger man stormed off. The other turned toward me. "Human," he said. "How are you?" I swallowed hard. "Who are you? Where am I?" "The underworld. The land of the dead." "Am I in hell?" He didn’t answer right away. "You’re not going anywhere. You ended your life before your time," he said. "Then why am I still here?" "Because of me," he replied. "You were meant to vanish, but I intervened. I’m giving you a second chance. You’ll return to the human world as a soul reaper."

“We can’t bring death into the waking world… it upsets the balance.” He let out a dry, humorless chuckle before shaking his head. “That’s probably why they noticed my presence so quickly. My appearance alone must have set off alarms.” He leaned back against the booth, fingers drumming against the plastic bottle, his thoughts seemingly tangled. “He must have recognized me from the faction under Lilith. Grim reapers don’t just collect human souls; they also deliver demons back to where they belong. I forgot about him… I should have known better.”

The demon saw the shadow of the reaper himself waiting patiently to claim their souls for the afterlife. There was once an unspoken war all in an effort to kill him but the gods failed and were nearly wiped out if it wasn't for Faith's intervention. In turn, the surviving gods made an ancient law known across creation to never anger or steal from the Demon of all realms shall suffer ruination. The reaper immediately left knowing that the Demon was watching him, not even death himself would dare to suffer his wrath. With the reaper gone, The demon looked to his left seeing Aisha the mage adept and to her side is her sister by name and best friend Yuuno the Priestess.

But, it could also just be a demon that looks like a reaper. My eyes widened when I saw that he was going to hit me with the reaper so I quickly landed and rolled away from the reaper. I'm afraid I won't be able to feel if I'm in pain because I'm sure the injuries I sustained in Callora Grande have not fully healed. But I don't have time to think about that anymore. After rolling I reached the plain. I quickly stood up and my suspicions were correct, there was no other demon in this place, but the reaper—or if he was a demon.

BLAST! Lightning flashed fiercely, striking the pack of Grim Reapers that circled the Mana Tree with flashing lights. However, there was no significant damage to the demon entourage. The lightning energy was absorbed into the Grim Reaper's body. The demon troupe was completely unharmed by the Sky Dragon Spirit's lightning strike, Zergenth. On the other hand, the bodies of the Grim Reapers group were getting bigger as they absorbed magic energy.

, my body feels too heavy *zzooommmm* Suddenly someone came out from behind, and it was carrying a Crescent Scythe as I see who it is, It is Grim Reaper! I bombarded him immediately of questions. “GRIM REAPER!!! why is my foot disappearing? it’s just 8 pm!!” “There is a huge chaos in the underworld and spirit world so I also do not know what is happening, all of us, GRIM REAPERS, are in the state of battle mode.”- Grim Reaper. unlike before he is more serious now

He glared at me. "I'm sorry what? You look human to me. You act human, you eat like a human. What the hell kind of drugs are you taking?" He looked dead serious. Was it was a mental illness? I had heard of people like this before. "It's not a mental illness." He practically growled. Had he just read my thoughts? "Fine. Say I believe you. If you're not human what are you?" "I'm a reaper." A What? Like the grim reaper? He nodded. "I'm not the only one though, there are hundreds of us. My father and brothers are all reapers. My mother was a demon though." Wait what?

“Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?” Ak-kvir considered my words for a moment. “Yes.” “Get me to them, and I’ll grant you their bodies and their blood.” “What about their souls?” “I can always summon another,” I hinted. The demon growled, clearly unhappy. “I will get you there, all r-r-right. Bodies and blood are mine?” “Yes. A necromancer’s word.” “Climb up.” I laughed at his inanity. “Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!”