Soul Eater Lord Death Novels & Stories

However— BOOM—! A deafening explosion. The heavy oak door and half the wall were instantly blasted into powder by a directional charge! Rubble flew, and the shockwave threw us hard to the ground. Amidst the smoke, a tall silver figure strode through the fire. It was Lucifer. Carrying a dripping longsword, his purple eyes burned with fury from hell. "Lucifer..." I cried out, tears bursting forth. "Bastard!!" Lucifer saw the humiliating gold chain on my ankle instantly, and his reason snapped.

“Who were they?” His voice was cold and it sent chill across the room, causing the hairs on their bodies to stand. King Duras trembled, although he had heard about the Lord of Astaroth; a ruthless ruler and a devil-human hybrid, he had thought that the rumors exaggerated the claims but only now did he see that, they were not at all exaggerated, on the other hand, they were underrated, he had never before seen anything like this. But Ryder faced his queen, Lynorr. He had no business with the frail and undeserving King of Rocheveron, the old man was much to spinless to be involved in this but he knew that the queen and her commander lover were behind all of this so he faced her alone.

It was a blue sword that radiated a blue glow. The other Lords hurriedly retreated and maintained a safe distance from the corpse. Meanwhile, Lord Samsong was on high alert. The moment the corpse moved, he would retaliate and completely annihilate the corpse. Once one reached the rank of the Ninth Stage Lord, even if one’s soul was completely eradicated, the Zen of one’s past life would still remain inside one’s corpse as long as the corpse existed. Zen was not the lingering remnants of the soul. Once one attained a certain rank, his Zen would not dissipate even if he was dead. The dissipation could take a very long time to occur. Apparently, the Zen of the owner’s past life lived on inside

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Isekai (Thanatos) started muttering as the pupils in his eyes started to slowly disappear. "aurora bolaris i am the death god and maybe not the best to complete a perfect ritual, i shot out from darkness and unto aurora i shall let know that I am Thanatos, i lord over tharterean pit and has fate with this body," Isekai (Thanatos) said as the blood that was dripping out immediately seem to be freezed by some sort of power before slowly forming a human body .

A suffusion of rage stormed through every last one of my senses, "Lucas died for what he did." I gave her a promise, a one I shouldn't break. A one I felt so sure that I can do. Her words have lit up hell in me and the demon is finally out starving for destruction. The moment the sun rises, I am going to keep this promise, "And so will Nikolas. I promise." Her eyes widened at my words or at how confident I'd sounded. This time I'm putting an absolute end to this. She won't rest when he's still out there breathing. I won't either.

Cassian felt his heart lurch as he wondered who the old arcane art practitioner standing in front of him was. Why would he be acquainted with Mason? Just as he was about to ask further, however, Dunley said, "That friend of mine has a nickname—the Lord of Carnage. It sounds pretty badass, yeah?" "Sure does," Cassian answered before seizing the chance to ask a question of his own. "What kind of person is your friend, sir?" "Him?"

he said to me. “I know, I remember that day,” I said to him. “Of course you do, touched by the gods and all,” he said, spreading his arms dramatically. “Is that a hint of more jealousy I detect?” I asked him. “Absolutely not! I am a god myself!” he said and I smiled again. “The god of what exactly?” I asked him. “Well, I am Death, I can take lives as I want,” he said to me dramatically. “Wrong again, the mistake you made was to think I’m exactly like Kiran and Kai, but I’m not. You’re not a god, you’re Hel’s underling, you follow her orders, so I guess that makes you her little bitch,” I said to him.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

But as I looked around the room, none of them looked at me with fear their eyes all lit up with hope and gratitude. My gaze drifted to a young man lying on a stretcher, his eyes meeting mine with an expression of gratitude, not fear. Slowly, I made my way over to him. “Thank you, Luna of Death,” he whispered, his voice a soft melody over the quiet murmur in the hall. “For this gift—I will remember you even in the afterlife and be forever in your debt.”