Reaper From Naruto Novels & Stories

"You wield the hunger, but do not understand it." The pressure in my chest intensified, and I felt something pulling at me, urging me forward. It wanted me to step into the mist. To leave the others behind. No. I clenched my fists, forcing my will against the dark presence clawing at my mind. “You’re wasting your time.” The Reaper let out a hissing sigh. Then, it raised its hand again. But this time, before it could strike, an arrow whistled through the air. It struck the creature’s shoulder, embedding deep into its flesh. The Reaper let out a piercing shriek, staggering back.

It only bought her ten seconds, but that was enough for Mira to get away. Fury boiled over inside me, and I slapped Cody.

With a flick of his wrist, the white blade batted Jax's heavy weapon aside as if it weighed nothing, the impact sending a bone-rattling shockwave up Jax's arms that forced him to his knees. "He's too fast!" Reaper yelled, firing three explosive rounds. The Shogun raised his free hand. A localized, magenta repulsor-shield flared, catching the sniper rounds in mid-air and harmlessly dropping them to the obsidian floor. "If he's moving that fast, he has to follow a physical trajectory!" Lena's voice cracked over the comms.

--- ### The Heart of the Harvest I followed her, driven by a desperate need to find the Core and a lingering, suicidal hope that some part of my mother was still in there. The stairs led to a chamber that defied the laws of physics. It was a cathedral of light and meat. Pulsing veins the size of tree trunks ran along the walls, carrying glowing emerald fluid toward a central sphere that hovered in the air. This was the **Reaper Core**.

He grew taller and taller, feet sinking into the sand until they became roots rushing toward the World Tree. Marcus—the Scarecrow—roared. A wave of green energy shot from the shore and slammed into the golden blade above. The blade froze in the sky, buzzing and trembling with a sound that shattered village windows. "He’s holding it back!" the Auditor whispered, shielding his eyes. But the Reaper wasn’t just that blade. From its shadow, thousands of golden insects poured down, each the size of a car. Their legs looked razor-sharp, made for cutting, and they swarmed toward the village, wings grinding like machinery.

She looks incredibly grand, yet warm. She is the Awakened of Gaia—the Mother of the Gods. "So, this is our second 100% Awakened student?" Gaia asks softly. "I must admit, I did not expect the second one to be the Death God." Dean Nox takes a sip of her tea. "There is no one more suited for the role. When I first saw her, I didn't even need a power test. My instincts told me she was the Reaper." Gaia smiles at him. "You rate her very highly."

Kaen and Hoka were laughing at the soaked Fates and I whispered to Rai that the Reapers were going to be tougher. "I know but we're Gods," he grinned up at me and I nodded. Kaen rode on Hoka's broad shoulders and looked like a completely different person. He growled and turned into long wispy tendrils and whipped them around my legs. I chuckled and changed to my Death and wrapped myself around Rai. I chuckled because there is no way they could pry me away. I looked down at Hoka and noticed a bright flash in his eyes and cocked my brow. I felt a sharp bite on my inner thigh and gasped.

I ended the call and began my walk to the docks. When I got there, he was already with some of the men there. And a new face that I hadn’t seen before. “Kane. This is Mr Smith. Mr Smith, the one and only Reaper King,” Mr Smith looked like how most men in the business world looked. Short. Stocked up. Covered with so much jewelry and wiry eyes that gave the impression he’d sell me his mother without blinking. “Reaper. I’ve heard so much about you.” I put my hands in my pockets, my eyes staring at the crates behind him. “Are those the shipments?”

Reaper's the big black guy isn't he? Clara smiled. "You guessed it. Doesn't surprise you, does it? Reaper got brought over about eight years ago. He was in special forces in the army, but one of those sub-organizations that doesn't technically or legally exist. He's the best sniper that I've ever seen, and he's scary and dangerous. He's a real bonus to Shane, and he's the loyal sort. Get on his good side, and you've got a very lethal friend for life. Cross him --" "I think I get the idea," Shamira said.

Vyuch howled and turned ashen gray with pain, Donatos cordially offered: - Come on, healer, shut up the blood, close the wound. You can’t splice veins, you, read it, be armless. Tamir clenched his bleeding hand and fell to his knees. Nausea rose up in his throat, tears flowed from his eyes. Choking on words, he began to mutter the medicinal plot, which he had rehearsed in Mairiko's lessons. The blood really slowed down, but the viscous drops still continued to fall on the trampled earth.