Soul Eater Evans Scythe Novels & Stories

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

He stepped on the countless pieces of limbs and stepped onto the steps, followed by moving his wrist and stabbing his scythe inside the curtain of hanging plasma. Agarez grimaced - in fact half the flesh of his handsome face had been scraped away, leaving him bloody and bony - and with the strength of one hand he easily picked up the impaled, massive prey, and he jerked his little arm, hooking his defeated foe out of it out. Evelyn had expected to see a bloated monster, but in fact her guess was completely wrong.

An evil smile appeared across his face as he hung up and pulled the knife out. I collapsed to the floor. Blood pooled into my hands as I gripped my stomach. My vision blurry, I watched as Dan walked out leaving the door open and the shutter door. I heard the wheels of a car screeching away. I tried to stand but my legs buckled, I was in shock and too weak. I tried to crawl. I managed to get out of the door. It was a large open building with nothing in. I tried to call out, but my voice broke. I crawled to the side and sat myself up against the wall too weak to move any further. I pushed onto the wound to try and stop the bleeding, but it didn’t take long for blood to begin pooling at my side

“Do you know why? Because she doesn’t drain me. She feeds me. Just as I feed her. We are symbiosis. We are balance. We are what the books never predicted.” “The Council… the Council will want to know about this…” “The Council will find out soon enough.” I tilted my head. “And it will learn.” I extended my hand to the side, and the air tore open in violet and silver. My black scythe slid out of the pocket dimension, the ebony handle fitting perfectly in my palm. The curved blade gleamed, ancient runes pulsing in shades of violet. The leader looked at the scythe. Then at me. “That is… a scythe of death…”

The dense condensed power made his heart twitch with unease. "Trying to advance your realm?" Butcher bared his teeth, stained with shreds of flesh. "Die for me!" He did not waste a word. The muscles on his right arm bulged, veins writhing like venomous snakes. A dozens-meter-long dark scythe materialized in his hand in an instant. Butcher spun and hurled the scythe like a javelin. The weapon tore through the air with a sonic boom, carrying the full power of a Sixth-Rank Marquis warrior straight for Eira’s forehead.

She looked at Eli. Then at Lucian. The father stood behind her. "Choose." Evelyn was crying. "I can't." "You always can." Lucian whispered: "Evelyn." She looked at him. He said: "Do it." She shook her head. "No." "Do it." "Lucian..." "Save them." The father stepped forward. "Kill me." Evelyn raised the blade. She drove it into his chest. The world exploded. Evelyn screamed. The memory shattered.

thanatos explained as a scythe with a chain handle materialized from thin air heading directly towards the phantom. Bang the scythe has connected to nothing since just as it was about to came in contact with the phantom the phantom disappeared but some how it made a sound like it connected to something before retracting back. . After the phantom disappeared it appeared again but this time a little bit far from Takamatsu, it has actually noticed Isekai's presence when Isekai ran out of the house but has never noticed thanatos , he has only dodged the scythe because of his premonition and has not even noticed it when it was swung towards him.

"What is your name?" A laugh, cruel and insidious, escaped from the woman's lips. "You came looking for me, Rachel and now, you've found me. " "Sister Evangeline?"Rachel rasped, the trembling of her voice, astounding even her. "Indeed,"the spectre replied. "You've been such a thorn in my side. Perhaps our first meeting, will also be our last.And let me be clear...the souls of the innocent belong to me,as yours too shall be mine.Your end is at hand."

Laila was forced back three steps, her boots leaving deep ruts in the gravel, her arms vibrating with a dull, sickening numbness that she hadn't felt since the Bank of England. Takashi didn't give her a second to recover. He lunged forward, his long naginata slicing through the air in a horizontal cut aimed directly at her unprotected throat. The steel blade was no longer humming with a blue electrical current; it was coated in a thick, oily black smoke that carried the unmistakable, suffocating clicking sound of the First Soul Eater.

All thought left her, as she curled into a peaceful ball and drifted quickly to sleep. Heath had been watching Faidh on the screen in front of him. Was she the one? Did she have the sequence he was looking for? Would she be the one to live through the splicing? He silently prayed he had found "the right" girl. How he had searched! Fifteen years had passed since he began searching for his "Eve". Every death, every disappointment reminded him of his own imperfections. He had failed. Time and again his efforts to save the human race had failed. THIS had to be the success! He could feel it. This girl was so special. He had watched her for months. He knew EVERYTHING about her. She HAD to be his "