Nightmare Soul Calibur Sword Novels & Stories

Number 50 was the rude stranger from before his weapon was the most breathtaking of all. Its stats were as follows:- Name: "Soulcutter" ‎Appearance: A dark, curved scythe with an ebony wood staff (6 ft long). Intricate silver etchings (like skeletal vines) crawl along the edge. At the base, a crimson gem glows faintly – said to pulse with every soul "harvested". ‎Stats: ‎- Damage: High melee + possible "soul drain" effect ‎- Range: Long sweep (hits multiple foes)

I WATCHED MY HANDS stitch up the new corpse on the table. These twins were among the thousands that ended up here since the Nightmare Master has been trying to use my ability to create a knight in your army. Thankfully, the best I can do is those horrendous curfew bots that need both my and Invent’s abilities to keep living. The Nightmare Master was definitely not satisfied, but I don't know what to tell him. I was about halfway finished stitching this man's arm on when I felt the night my master give me back control.

She gasped out in pain and soon I lost awareness of what I was doing. Camille's loud screams brought me back to reality and then I let go of her wrist which was pale white. She crawled away from me, gripping her wounded wrist. "What the hell, Blade!!!" "I'm sorry." I said, confused. "So what am I, Camille?" She rose up and washed her wrist under the tap and then injected herself with sowmthign before returning to the mat. "Am I a Vampire?" I asked, terrified. She laughed. "No, Blade. You're a wolf but not an ordinary one."

As he brings his sword down I raise mine, creating a loud clang as the metal collides into each other and as the sparks fly, I am suddenly fearful that these moments could be my last. As we battle we both try to take over each others mind, but we both seem to be as strong as each other as we shield the other from our own thoughts. Everything seems to be floating around my mind unable to settle on anything that is happening. Even fighting him seems to be just happening as though I have been sword fighting my whole life, as I swing my sword advancing and deflecting his own attack I am still able to notice what he is doing and I notice myself looking for weaknesses in his defence. Sparks contin

The hungry looking rogues circled us, smacking their lips together and growling. Rachel pulled me into her and let out a kick to one of the rogues. She was a great fighter while I just stood their like a useless idiot. Picking up a long stick beside me I poked one of the rogues in the eye making him yell out in pain. Buying myself a few more minutes to think, I found myself wishing I could reach Ben by mindlink. "We're coming. Don't worry." His voice filled my mind and I squeaked in response. How the hell did that happen?

Seeing him this exposed made me feel like I was seeing the real Nathan for the first time. I reached out to touch his wound, but he snagged my wrist before I could make contact. “Don't. I'm fine.” I felt a frown stretch on my face. “No, you're not. Please let me look.” Something crashed behind me and I turned to see the fight still going on. Dimitri was still struggling against the Shifters. Someone had finally succeeded biting into his right calf, taking most of the muscle with it. Blood flowed steadily from his shoulder where Hyene bit him earlier. I started to get dizzy from the overabundance of blood.

Creed instantly knew that he shouldn't take the hit head-on, though it was a simple punch, that move looked very overbearing; Just before Lazy Soul was about to punch, Creed pulled out his new weapon 'Mayhem Saber' and put his saber in front of his head. "This is my clan Ghost Ravens' famous skill 'Bone Smasher' reinforced with my 'Hell Gauntlet'," Laze Soul grumbled after he saw Creed trying to stop the attack with a mere sword."Now get ready to sacrifice your sword." Creed didn't mind his warning and didn't alter his actions. Even if the weapon broke, this was just a replica of the weapon inside his mind palace. But the moment his gauntlets hit the Saber, a gigantic pulse of a shock wave a

Fane bit his lower lip, admitting to himself that he had underestimated his opponent. He should not have used the Broken Soul Blade for this battle. The Broken Soul Blade was a storm god rank technique, but it was still just the most basic attack from Soul Sky. He had used Broken Soul Blade because he wanted to test things out, but it ended up throwing him into danger. Under the urgent situation, Fane let out a shout as the sword that the tiger was biting suddenly exploded with an imperious power. The Broken Soul Blade left the gray sword and entered the tiger's throat from its mouth.

One leapt and met with upward slash from Lars. Lars wasn't done. He flew again to catch the Chimera that got away. In midair, Lars brandished Celestial Calibur. He made sure the vertical point of the sword in line with his aim. Burning light was concentrated on the blade and blasted off into sharp blast. It hit a Chimera and its squeal resonated in the dark forest.

From the background Summer could hear Asher, but what he was saying she wasn't sure. "No time, tell your men I'm heading to my fathers study, I plan to kill that bastard." Not waiting for a response Summer quickly hung up and looked around for a weapon. Spotting a knife that her father kept hung on the wall as direction she moved forward. Wrapping her hand around the hilt she yanked until it snapped from its place leaving behind only nails and attachments. Weapon in hand Summer began to ascend the stairs that led to her father's study, taking in large gulps of air she prepared herself for what she had to do next.