Novel & Cerita Saint Seiya Thanatos

He fell to their traps and was transformed into a dark angel with the assignment of guiding souls to the Netherworld. After careful planning and execution, I freed him of the vice grip held by Jav Atropos, King of the Netherworld. Now, he is my indentured and loyal servant. I do love his creativity on ways to kill people and he is very pleasing to look at. “They will be here within the next couple minutes, my Lord,” Thanatos declares to me with a smirk burning on his face.

His entire demeanour was different, and I knew before he even spoke that this wasn’t Kian. "I was a little impatient to wait any longer, I hope you don’t mind." Thanatos’ deep sexy voice came, before a devilish smirk crossed his face as his eyes raked over my body and a glint of pure carnal hunger burned in his eyes. "Hello, my beautiful little mate."

the god of death indicated. "What are the consequences?" the wizard stated as he looked up at him. "You know me very well Crane, I am no mini god, I am THANATOS and under normal circumstances I would have erased you from this world but I want you to watch one of my own dominate this world. I am warning you, don't put the god of death to a test for you won't like the result" Thanatos warned and vanished afterwards. Sonia was with Leo, watching N*****x as they were hoping on THANATOS to finish up work with the wizard before they continue with their plan.

When he finally gets me down and I look around, I see that we are at a dead-end where his motorcycle is parked. Perfect. Azael is standing right in front of me, with his tattooed arms crossed, and when I look into his eyes, my throat tightens and I dive into them as if they were two black fireballs that when looking at them would burn me, ending my existence. -You and I are going to talk, and you are not going to leave here until everything is clarified.

The other darker, rough-edged and laced with wicked laughter—Azazel. Elias’s body stilled, but his mind felt as if it were falling. He blinked, and the world around him changed. Gone was the stone basement. Now, he stood in a vast void—crimson and violet swirling in the skies above, the ground below made of cracked glass reflecting a thousand different versions of himself. “You asked to see your strength,” Thal’rean’s voice said again. “Then let us begin.” From the shadows stepped two figures. One tall, elegant, and robed in divine light—Thal’rean. His silver hair glowed like a comet’s tail, his skin marked with glowing runes.

she glared up at the writhing mass of shadows on the ceiling, certain that the god of death was literally looking down at her now through the many of souls enlisted under the two of their merged essence, “Can you please just stop being confusing for once? I ask you this once more, Thanatos: what would you have me do?” ‘The right question is: what would you do?’ She gritted her teeth, “For starters, I would have cared about him.” Thanatos was quiet for a long time. And when he finally spoke up, his voice was just as quiet, ‘That… would have been the right thing to do,’ This time, it was her turn to scoff–though for some reason, it sounded more like a helpless sob, “But you know I can’t have t

"I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime. and I hope she found some paradise." Startled, Jean turned around, his heart pounding in his chest. What he saw took his breath away. Standing before him was the most beautiful man he had ever laid his eyes upon. "Greetings, mortal being. I am Thanaros, the God of death." Jean's ideas about the God of Death are completely shattered when he comes face to face with a figure that defies his expectations. Instead of being scary, this deity is incredibly captivating with his pale skin, silver eyes, and dark hair. And to top it off, he is wearing a simple black robe that seems to glow on its own.

It became an unstable hole to a dark space devoid of colour. 'Tartarus!' he said under his breath. "Αίμα, Όραση, Φως, Φωτιά" Thanatos concluded the spell and the fire seized. His legs gave way and he fell belly first. The rift inches from his face, he crawled with the last piece of strength within him but it wasn't enough. There wasn't any strength left in him. Thanatos pulled the girl from the shadows removing her gag to weak screams. Held standing in front of the strange hole in space, a portal to some other world.

A massive, towering presence looming over my shoulder. I glance back. A cloaked figure, three meters tall, floating in the void. In its skeletal hand, it holds a massive scythe that drips with phantom blood. The God of Death. The robotic voice returns. [AWAKENING CONFIRMED. SUBJECT: REA REED. RESULT: 100% PURITY. ENTITY IDENTIFIED: THANATOS (THE GOD OF DEATH). ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC EVIL.] The numbers flash on the screen in blood-red. One hundred percent. The legendary Single Bloodline.