Reaper Chara Novels & Stories

The reapers extended its finger apart with its plam facing the floor. In less than a minut, several jagged pillars ruby quarts sported infront of us. “Red, what are you doing?,” Daryl asked Adrian. “That wasn’t me,” “Up here Baldy,” The reaper smiled. “And that’s not all,” The android took his other hand, surging it with xenon energy similar to Daryl, and slashed a crescent shape wave destroying part of the pillars. “That reaper has our power,” Rick said. “Bingo Primal,”

he said, his voice low, a rough rasp of calm. Reaper stepped inside, the hallway light casting him in long, intimidating shadows that stretched across the floor. His leather cut hung open over a black shirt, and his dark jeans were grease-stained, familiar signs of his world. There was something off in his posture—shoulders tense, but not in that calculated, ready-to-fight way. This was something else. Worn. Like he carried a weight no one else saw. He glanced at the untouched sandwich on the small table by the window. “You planning on starving yourself?”

Drawing a smile behind the façade of her excited and jumping soul, it slowly opens, as the death reapers appear, and immediately greet her. “Yo!” Wearing a smile that does not mean gladness, but more on a paid mission and necessary steps that he should take. The reaper that appears in front of her, who wears unusual clothes, yet rings the very world that reflected unto the original, and just like this world where she exists is playing the same game that no one of them could ever escape from but holds the difference and uncanny ways than theirs. He wears a mask that somehow imitates a mummy, yet not and the scythe that shines with its material that is made from gold, silver, gems, and bronze.

Reaper Swithin said, blowing his nose and taking in the air. "AAHHHHH! This Moroi blood!" Reaper Swithun Johnson is the guardian of Strigoi Grave Risen Coven. He has ginger hair and blue eyes and always wears a black dress coat with silver buttons. He is tall and lean, with a sharp jawline and a piercing gaze that can make even the bravest of souls tremble. Reaper Swithun is known for his unwavering loyalty to the coven and his fierce protection of its members. After Ace, Reaper is second in command in the coven.

Cody lunged forward and snatched the knife out of Mira’s hand. It was nothing more than a toy. He quickly restrained her, then apologized to us. “I’m sorry. My sister’s still young and immature. Please don’t hold this against her. “I beg you not to spread this around. We promise we’ll never bring it up again once we leave. She has a future ahead of her, a life to live. Please don't let this mistake ruin everything for her.”

Maya cried, trying to crawl toward him. I grabbed her, pulling her back. “No—stay with me—” “He’s hurt—he’s hurt—he needs—” “He needs you alive.” The smoke parted. Reaper stepped through it. Calm. Unhurried. Untouched by the chaos around him. His men fanned out behind him, forming a wall of black armor and rifles. Reaper looked at me. Then at Maya. Then at Demetri’s unconscious body. He smiled. “Armando,” he said softly, “you’re losing.”

I feel the clicking and snapping of Justice racing to repair the injury. Sin completes his shift before I can gather myself. When he sees me struggling, he runs at me, ignoring the freely bleeding gash on his abdomen. A flash of gray intercepts him as Reaper comes out of nowhere. He knocks Sin down, pinning him to the ground with his giant paws. “Reaper! Wait!” I hold my hand up and approach him. He hesitantly moves his paws off of Sin and backs away with a bow as I take his place, setting my knees heavily on him.

The butterflies in my belly flapped happily. “Thanks for saying yes.” He whispered against my lips. I kissed him, “you know there was no way I would have said no.” “It's still expected of me to ask.” He grinned. Sighing, I placed my head on his chest, letting him rock me slowly. My life didn't have to end awfully in the end. I have been reborn to take the place of my father, and fight for the eternal freedom of my people. I am the reborn Luna Kira and I have come to live.

she teased, nudging him. Just then, a figure came out of the dark: Laura. Tall, with long chestnut hair and an air of confidence about her, she always made Sophia feel a little ill at ease. Charming but with her way of twisting words. "Hey, you two! I just heard something interesting," Laura said mirth dancing in her eyes. "What is it?" Daniel asked his curiosity piqued. Not much, other than some of the Dark Moon pack are planning on doing something. I thought you'd want to know, being all brave and heroic," she replied with enough sarcasm lacing her voice.

Upon hearing this, Caspian was moved. The Reaper was a man of honor, driven by chivalry. For his benefactor, he was willing to face death! "If you're seeking death wholeheartedly, then I'll grant it." Caspian didn't waste any more time. He understood that The Reaper was determined to die! "Let's begin!" Caspian said firmly. "Caspian! I hope you won't hold back!" The Reaper burst out, his aura becoming increasingly powerful. At this moment, he was like a raging storm, prepared to fight with all his might!