Soul Reapers Bleach Novels & Stories

He mustn't let his mind fall into disorder! "Soul-as-blade!" With a loud shout, an a-hundred-feet-long black demonic sword suddenly appeared in the sky. Dark clouds gathered and lightning thundered. It was none other than the third transformation of the Mystic Diabolic Enchantment, the Soul-as-blade. It was a fatal attack that used true souls as a sacrifice.

I let the freezing water rush over her face before violently hauling her back up by the throat. Sloane emerged gasping and coughing up seawater. Her arms thrashed wildly. She grabbed my wrist, trying to pry my hand away from her windpipe, but my grip was iron. "You thought the maze would break me," I hissed, leaning down until our faces were inches apart. I pressed the razor – sharp edge of the carbon steel blade directly against the frantic pulse at her carotid artery. A single bead of red welled up where metal met flesh. "You thought you were the apex predator. But you’re just a soldier, Sloane. You only know how to take orders."

I couldn’t stop staring, even though I knew it was obvious. “Lucy,” Blake said, his voice low but carrying across the small group. “This is some of the crew.” They nodded, murmured hellos, and I forced a polite, shaky smile. Some were tall, broad, faces marked with tattoos and scars; others looked younger, eager, testing. I could feel their curiosity like heat pressing down on me, and I tensed. One man, a tall guy with a neatly trimmed beard and arms like tree trunks, stepped forward. “Heard about you from Blake. Didn’t expect him to bring someone out here.”

She smirked. “I am trying to pull off some kind of little game,” the Soulwaker started as she smiled. Eula wasn’t able to react as she remained immobile. It seems like the information she has seen wasn’t able to process inwardly, and she was having a hard time to accept it. She really couldn’t believe it. The aura, the atmosphere, it was really different when she met her eyes. She immediately noticed it wasn’t the Xiao she knew as her body went wavering; the moment she felt an immense power surrounding her. The aura Xiao emits this time made her feel like she was too little, and too near to no power at all; her body shaken as she swallowed a bile in her throat. She tried her best to utter a

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

Then she appeared. The Seer of Duskwraith stepped from the haze as though the storm had taken human form. Her robes shimmered in colors I could not name. Somewhere between smoke and midnight, it was as if the sky had caught fire in a library. Her eyes reflected every fear I had and some I did not. “You have awakened more than a Reaper,” she said. Her voice flowed across the Rift like molten silver. “You have stirred old debts, broken sacred chains, and now the truth comes calling.”

He had put it there. Another pulse of pain hit her arms and she could see a serum hooked on each one and instead of the classic transparent liquid they were drawing blood with one and transfusing it with the other from a body lying on a stretcher just like her. It had no straps to hold it back; she could barely distinguish between its human form and that of ... a fur wolf that was once white. His eyes widened in fear. -What are you doing to me? - -Don't worry, tadpole, you just have to know that you're making daddy happy.

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

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.

Is this reaper crazy so what is he saying? "I am not a scarped soul, reaper. I am alive, and you cannot take away my life just because you want to. You will be violating nature's law if you will take someone else's soul from a living person!" I am interested in him. He can't take my soul especially and I don't understand his reason.