Reaper Chara Novels & Stories

Yet Sharon moved it around like she was playing with a toy, and the smile on her face was not forced. Reaper’s edge was very different from Canyon’s Mouth. Unlike the aggressive looking Canyon’s Mouth, Reaper’s Edge had a very delicate look. It was a slender saber that was half Sarong’s height, and it was very beautiful. Its dark blade was joined to a white handle that served to provide beauty by contrast.

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."

[STATUS WINDOW] - Name: Rey Skylar. - Race: Human (Otherworlder) - Class: Elite Enigma (B-Tier) - Level: 33 (14.93% EXP) - Life Force: 22 (+32) - Mana Level: 84 (+32) - Combat Ability: 30 (+32) - Stat Points: 57 - Skills (Exclusive): [Doppel] - Skills (Non-Exclusive): Nil - Alignment: Neutral [Additional Information] You are a mystery to the world. While the underworld trembles at your presence, those on the surface do not understand your true strength.

Reaper apologises to me, half laughing. Once he is unblocked, it takes a few moments to find him. His head is busy, a mess and I can hear him shouting at something or someone. It was like I had stepped into someones messy garage. Everything was so jumbled and chaotic, not at all like the Lucian that I thought I knew! "Is this what my head looks like?" I ask Reaper but she doesn't answer. I guess that I am on my own. “What are you doing?” he roars at me as he realises whats happening.

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.

[STATUS WINDOW] - Name: Rey Skylar. - Race: Human (Otherworlder) - Class: Elite Enigma (B-Tier) - Level: 33 (14.93% EXP) - Life Force: 22 (+32) - Mana Level: 84 (+32) - Combat Ability: 30 (+32) - Stat Points: 57 - Skills (Exclusive): [Doppel] - Skills (Non-Exclusive): Nil - Alignment: Neutral [Additional Information] You are a mystery to the world. While the underworld trembles at your presence, those on the surface do not understand your true strength.

That is to be a reaper and reap the souls that shouldn’t no longer stay on the earth. The host, Hanabi, was one of them. No memories of her past, but she knows what she wants... To reincarnate along with the kind souls… She may not remember her past, but she knows how sinful she is as she needs a hundred thousand souls to reap or to guide to the afterlife. She did what was told, obeyed the law of the reapers, patiently waiting for her to achieve her goals. She wasn’t in a hurry... But when there was only a little less than ten left for her to reap, she made a mistake... and angered God.

Tyler said and they started walking to the Giant palace gate. Alpha Zaid hopped down from his horse and walked majestically to Crimson, he look great, he had a brown full hair, pointed nose, grey eyes and well shaped lips, he is tall and well build. "Greetings to the honorable Luna of sky pack." Alpha Zaid greeted with a slight bow. "Greetings your majesty." Luna Crimson replied too. "Thanks for accepting our invitation and also we apologize for attacking your forest." Alpha Zaid said. "Welcome, come in." Crimson replied.

he continued closing his eyes. “No, Grip... Don’t close your eyes please,” I begged but he didn’t respond. “Wake up, Grip!” I lightly slapped his cheek multiple times with my bloody hand. “Stay with me...” I wept. “I will let him rest if I were you.” I turned around and saw an unfamiliar guy wearing a silver cloak embroidered with gold on its hem. A glowing halo was above his head. “Please... help him,” I pleaded. “Reapers don’t die. Judging his wounds he will completely heal after a week,” he uttered as if it was nothing.

A folded strip of yellowed paper slid onto the table. No one moved. It was so old that the edges crumbled slightly. Damian unfolded it with extraordinary care. There were only two lines written inside. The truth belongs beneath the first Luna. Beneath that… A symbol. I stared at it. Then every hair on my arms stood up. “I’ve seen that before.” Damian looked at me immediately. “Where?” I searched my memory. It had been years. Maybe longer. Then suddenly…i remembered. “The old mausoleum.”