Sword Art Online Dark Repulser Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I stretched my hand, grabbed the sword, and swivelled my body in mid-air, making a perfect hero's skill. I landed on the ground, and I felt my muscles urging me to fight. I can feel my whole body aching for war, ready to shed blood. I am ready to show them what they just did to me, to get revenge and to teach them that no one messes with Rey Reed and goes Scot free. I unsheathed the sword from its housing, and I was awed by its sight. It was different from any other sword I had ever seen. It is glowing red, instead of the normal white.

I turned to him, my face full of concern. "We have to be super vigilant, reapers can now simply hunt you. You could end up in the void and I have no desire to have to retrieve you from that monotone realm," I mumbled bitterly. Ellis was nodding. I rubbed my eyes as my skin started to tingle, signaling another reaper close by. No sooner did I blink and Lestat entered into the hall where we were at, carrying a long sword. I cursed and pulled Ellis behind myself. He yelled,"what?" I told him a reaper had appeared and he looked around frantically as I clenched my fist and opened it calling on my family inherited scythe. All the Reoch members had one because my great grandfather Darassan, was onc

Muscular and resolute, Liana’s steely gaze hinted at the countless battles she had endured, and her presence exuded an aura of raw, unbridled power. Next to Liana stood Rowan Blackthorn, a silent yet menacing figure known as the Shadow Reaper. His dark armor seemed to blend into the shadows, his movements quiet but deadly. Rowan was an assassin by trade, his abilities in stealth and precision killing unmatched in all of Somerland. He held a scythe in his hands that sent shivers to whomever looked at it.

Leon smiled Skylar stare at him in awe when she was told she's getting married to a tyrant, she thought he will look horrible but she was surprised, he looks devilishly handsome,his chiseled jawline and cheekbone and his blue eye stood out,a lazy smile was playing on his lips Skylar shook her head she got a bit distracted by his looks 'so what if he's handsome, he's still a cruel monster' Skylar thought "Since she's here that means she agreed" Leon looked at James and James nodded

Tamir stood over a wide table, on which lay the carcass of the converted werewolf. The beast stank of dog and sewage, and its hind legs with long black claws hung lifelessly almost to the floor. Krrrr... The knife cut through the cartilage with a juicy crunch. The sorcerer put his blade aside and took hold of the bulbous sternum with both hands. He pressed, distributing in opposite directions, jerked sharply. Hr-r-lynx! A juicy crack, and the ribs turned outward, revealing a black shiny inside.

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

the man roared in frustration as dark energy started to radiate from his body. Chase frowned. He could feel the evil nature of the dark energy surrounding the man. He knew he had to defeat him quickly, or the consequences would be dire. A surge of boundless strength welled up inside Chase as he tapped into the full power of his sword intent. It was as if an ancient, majestic force descended upon him. With a roar, Chase swung his sword, and the sword aura roared like a dragon, enveloping the mysterious man completely. The man gritted his teeth and fought back with all his might, but his dark energy was rapidly depleting.

He’s got a long cut along his arm, but it seems to be superficial. “Hope it works for us all…” I say as I move back. Just then I spot Dante walking towards me, three wolves with different elemental auras swirling around them, biting and ripping into crawlers. “With such impressive wolves at your command, seems you're lacking a little.” I mock lightly. He simply gives me an arrogant smirk. “That’s what you’re here for, now aren’t you?” We both glare at each other as I touch the sword in his hand and step back as he swings it. I don’t bother waiting for a reply as I turn.

Three massive figures stepped out. They were ten feet tall, clad in golden armor that shone like the sun. They wielded massive hammers and shields. They didn't look like monsters. They looked like angels. BOSS DETECTED: THE SERAPHIM. LEVEL: 99. TYPE: ANTI-VIRUS PROTOCOL. "They're hunting the glitches," Jax said, gripping his data-sword. "They delete anything that doesn't follow the script. They've already deleted the Merchant's Guild."