Soa Reaper 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,”

It struck the ground a dozen feet in front of them. Where the beam hit, the scrubby grass, the tough little weeds, the hardy insects, everything simply… turned grey. Not dead. It was still standing, but all color, all vitality, was instantly leeched from it. It became a perfect, static sculpture of its former self, frozen in a moment of absolute apathy. A Reaper. That's what the Overseer had written. Deploy Reapers to sanitize the sector. Their weapon didn't kill. It preserved in a state of non-life. It was the ultimate expression of the Grey Sorrow's philosophy.

Yes, I'm dead and hallucinating before whatever it is decides where I go next. The nurse's voice grips my attention again. "Oh, the Scaler. That's the creature that reminds you of the last thing you heard before you died until it's sure your soul is pure. If you've committed many crimes during your mortal life, he will torture you until he is satisfied, but you'll never enter the afterlife. Instead, your soul will enter another body with no memories, and the cycle will start all over again. Since your soul was pure, he set you free and even gave you the chance to fight for your life. That doesn't happen. But maybe..." Her eyes search the room. Something's off with her sudden chance- she's no

he mumbled sadly and I hugged him tightly, telling him I missed him. "The reaper section is a mess. Reapers are retaliating and aren't doing their collections. Victoria is making those disputing her disappear, like my poor Ronan. I fear the human realm is going to experience an apocalypse soon if you two don't get rid of that ignorant female pretending to be in charge," he said gravely.

My psychic ability must be heightened in this place because I instantly become aware of these three creatures, these… {reapers}. The first is Kera, the Spirit of Vengeance, responsible for conducting everyone who suffered a violent death. She’s a battle maiden in plate armor, with an ebony face and short, curly blonde hair. Exactly the type to bring home to mama except for the fangs, talons and the huge pair of raven wings on her back.

David was examining his new appearance and doing some movements to get used to having no skin on his body. But the world suddenly went dark, he panicked a little and searched for an answer to what was going on. And it came very soon. A short and bald middle-aged man appeared in front of him, he was wearing a lab coat that had the logo of TriDa on one pocket. David was a little scared for a second but calmed down soon after. "Greetings, David." said the man with a light smile, "do you like to have a seat?" a table appeared in the middle of them with two chairs facing each other, David and the man sat shortly after. "My name is Santiago Torres. I'm the director of SSO."

AURELIA'S POV My eyes opened... I blinked to clear my vision and the rusty ceiling came to my view... Of course that's where she will take me.. I groaned and sat up slowly and heard some noise... " YOU KILLED MY PARENTS FOR GOD SAKE SILEA!!!!" I heard a yelling voice and looked up to see none other than Owen... Silea was infront of him. completely unbothered... I quickly layed down again...

“And her mentor.” Kael’s mouth curved in something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You make it sound like a crime to care whether your soldiers survive.” Soreth ignored him, turning his attention to Avery. “Do you know what you are now?” Avery’s throat felt raw. “Still a reaper. Still yours.” “Incorrect.” Soreth lifted a hand, and the field around her dimmed slightly. “You brought something back from the Between. We’ve examined the traces. It predates the Reaper Order itself.”

[HOST DETECTED: JAY VENTURI / CROWN PRINCE JAYVYN AURELIUS] [SOUL FUSION COMPLETE] [WELCOME, SOVEREIGN] Jay stared at the floating words. A video game interface. Perfect. My dying brain is giving me a video game interface. [ANALYZING HOST SITUATION...] [DANGER LEVEL: CRITICAL] [CURRENT THREAT: LADY SERA AURELIUS - MURDER ATTEMPT] [REPUTATION: TRASH OMEGA (PALACE-WIDE)] [SURVIVAL PROBABILITY: 12%] [RECOMMENDATION: NEUTRALIZE IMMEDIATE THREAT]

March 20th: $12,000. I frown. These aren't debts. These are deposits. I flip the pages. The numbers get bigger. The dates get closer to the day he died. Next to the last entry—May 15th, $50,000—there’s a note in the margin. Two letters circled in red ink. S.R. My blood turns to ice. Savage Reapers. The Wolves’ sworn enemies. The men who deal in guns, girls, and misery. The men Sal warned me never to make eye contact with.