Soul Eater Soul Death Scythe Novelas e Histórias

I gasped, still curled up in a fetal position. The smoke formed a man who was wearing a black leather hoodie, t-shirt and pants. I couldn't see his face because of his hoodie. A scythe appeared and he grabbed it with his left hand. My blood ran cold when I finally recognized the scythe. Only one being possesed that scythe and that being was Death.

No one would suspect you and they would usually talk and act recklessly in front of you. “The weapon,” It was a scythe. A retractable scythe that could tear heavy metals like paper and pierce through anything even the soul. Using it, they can open treasures long-buried and kill anyone like nobody's business. It's a precious little thing. And it's in the rightful and very capable hands. Me. •••

I feel the nectar upgrading my energy, reflex, stability, persistence, and every component in me at the same time. If consuming more souls will make me stronger and powerful enough to defeat all the reapers, including their leader, Ryan, then so be it. I am ready to feed it more soul. Taking another glance at my team, I could see them fighting valiantly. However, they were so focused on a spot that they missed a reaper that was diving for them. I unsheath my sword and throw it. The sharp mouth lodged itself inside the reaper's chest, then I swung my chain at him. The icy chain wrapped around his neck, and it consumed his soul instantly.

Something took over my body. Power erupted from me as the scythe flew from Elder Zeebs hand into my own, my arm swung out as Alpha Kylen seemed to appear out of nowhere stepping in front of his father, the blade sliced through his neck. He fell to the ground as Elder Zeeb stood in shock, then screamed “My son, you little bitch, you murdered my son, as he knelt holding his son's head, his Luna ran to Alpha Kylens body sobbing throwing herself at him. Behind Zeeb, the army moved to attack me. The scythe was poised again as power continued to spill out. "Leave!" an unfamiliar voice ordered as the wolves' heads snapped up and Elder Zeeb and the Luna looked at me and the others in shock.

It was looking for an opportunity to stop Adrian and Rozi's joint attack. The black scythe emanated with an air of death. It felt even colder than the air around them. A faint black aura could be seen around the scythe, seemingly made out of a singular soul locked within. The soul shrieked and wailed in pain. The scythe thirsted for human life, and it would lock the soul it reaped within itself for an eternity of suffering.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

If Yule could cut Derek’s and Polaris’ souls apart, Derek would lose his ability of malignancy. No wonder Derek had broken the scythe apart and hid its parts. He knew it all this time. The only weapon that could kill him was the Nyx scythe. Their fight got more and more intense. It was difficult for me to cope up to their attacks and the speed with which they cannoned into one another. Yule’s wolf was trying to pacify Killian, while Yule was trying to pierce the scythe into his heart. Yuki formed itself from the fire lit on the grounds and distracted the shadow eaters while Hikari forced his way into the portal.

The Death God’s Sickle turned into a blur and landed on Yang Xiao’s back. “Snap~~~” Yang Xiao might be fast, but the Grim Reaper Sickle was even faster. The Death God’s Sickle slashed at Yang Xiao’s back. The sharp blade pierced through Yang Xiao’s clothes and into his bones. “Ah!” Yang Xiao let out a muffled groan as he felt intense pain coming from his back. Taking advantage of Yang Xiao’s weakness, when the Death Sickle was about to hit him, Lucia kicked Yang Xiao’s bloody spine like killing a weak prey.

“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…”