Scythe

To survive, the unfortunate Gong Qiying, who became the lord of the Sein Dungeon, had to make his dungeon extremely "hellish": Doors that "cannot be opened from this side", treasure chests "triggering teleport traps", a three hundred and sixty-five mile journey from the starting point to the BOSS room with no place to rest, monster knights with great bows on either side of a narrow bridge, and sinister ambushes around corners. There's also unavoidable visits to poisonous pits and hidden paths... Additionally, well-known fighters like Isshin Ashina, the Furnace Knight, Rajang, and the Scourge Legion bring unexpected surprises! Various unique rewards such as the Flaming Sword, Murky Hand Scythe, Rapid Slash Longsword, Sacred Oath, and Flame Empowerment will make you too happy to contain your joy! Gong Qiying: The most important thing in my dungeon is to ensure adventurers have fun!

Alternate Title: Stray: Beyond The Pale Gates Katsunori’s life was defined by distance—emotional, social, even spatial. A quiet, talented kid with too many ghosts in his house and not enough room in his chest to name them all. He didn’t want to be special. Just seen. Just remembered by someone who wouldn’t leave. But the world moved on without him. The people closest faded first—his father, his best friend, even the girl who used to squeeze his hand without asking. He became background noise in his own life. And then came the alley. The flickering light. The copy of his face waiting at the end of it. The last thing he felt was the ground tilting. Not falling—just… folding. When he woke, his name was gone. His body wasn’t his. And the world didn’t want him. They called him Stray. He was not summoned. Not chosen. Just dropped—into a world built on forgetting, where memory itself could kill, and the only person who didn’t flinch was a girl named Morana who spoke like death but watched like a mirror. WHAT TO EXPECT: A protagonist who survives by remembering what should have broken him. Memory as magic. Memory as weapon. Memory as identity. Monsters born from thought. Worlds stitched from emotion. Slow-burn tension, cosmic scars, and grief that bites back. Psychological warfare, emotional anchors, and a scythe forged from love and pain. The long walk toward a name. And the harder truth of earning it.

In a world where every being is born with a personal system interface, strength is not a gift — it is cultivated, absorbed, stolen, or earned through death. This fractured world is divided into countless realms of power, where humans, demi-humans, elves, dragons, devils, demons, celestials, and even gods compete, ascend, or fall. The Dark Flame bloodline once stood at the peak of this world — a cursed lineage born with the ability to consume elements, powers, and even fate itself. Fearing the rise of the prophesied “Shadow Reaper,” the celestial order destroys the last of the Dark Flame family. But in their final moments, Lord Azrael and Lady Seraphina split their newborn twins to protect them — the boy, Kael, is cast into the lowest realm, his memories sealed and bloodline hidden beneath an ancient locket. His twin sister, Lyra, is raised unknowingly within the very celestial towers that ordered their family’s execution. As Kael grows up in hardship, hunted by monsters and raised by mortals, his dormant power begins to awaken — granting him a path of limitless devouring and mastery over all weapons, especially his destined scythe. With the mysterious support of Selene Frost, a ruthless, cold-hearted girl who becomes both his partner and soulmate, Kael begins the climb through realms — one monster core, one battle, one bloodline at a time. Legacy of the Shadow Reaper is a slow-paced, character-driven epic told through multiple POVs, combining deep lore, evolving system mechanics, layered relationships, and a carefully planned rise from the bottom to challenge gods. At its heart, it is a story of revenge, lost family, and the weight of destiny .

All Jeong wants is a second chance -- for revenge! His grandfather’s gruesome death has transformed him into the bloodthirsty and ruthless Scythe Demon. He will stop at nothing until he has killed the man responsible. Yet rage and determination alone are not enough. He must train in martial arts if he ever wants to stand a chance against such a formidable foe. Will he succeed in his revenge on the murderer of his grandfather?

Once every 10,000 years, the heavens open, and the Mortal Realm is cast into turmoil. The Great Reset begins—a cosmic reckoning where empires fall, beasts awaken, and only the strongest carve their names into eternity. For those who survive, the path to the Astral Realm and the right to claim divinity awaits. Raikai, a warrior forged in storms, wields the power of the Celestial Iron Body Cultivation, his flesh tempered into living steel. His Death Arms—twin scythes bound by chains—dance like a mythological dragon, crackling with lightning, capturing and tearing apart those who stand in his way. Beside him stands Shinryu, swift and precise, blessed by the Celestial Tiger. His Death Arms, a pair of white leather gloves with retractable claws, strike with divine speed—every slash a whisper of the heavens’ fury. Together, they ascend the path of blood and power, bound by brotherhood yet tested by fate. Their bond is their greatest strength, but in a world where the Death Arms grow with their wielders—feeding on their victories and failures—power often demands a terrible price. As the 10,000-year Reset begins, ancient titans stir, forgotten sects rise from the shadows, and primordial beasts long thought extinct awaken. The heavens will bear witness as Raikai and Shinryu defy the gods—or die trying. In an age where flesh is reforged into iron and weapons evolve alongside the soul—two brothers will challenge destiny itself!

The battlefield was silent. The embers of war had long since faded, leaving only scorched earth and broken bodies in their wake. In the heart of it all, a man stood with a blade buried deep in his chest, his dark heart impaled. His breath was shallow, his gaze distant, as if staring beyond the veil of this world. Kezess—once a ruler, once a tyrant, once a man who had brought nothing but ruin. Now, his story was over. Or so it should have been. Reborn in a fractured empire, Raizen Helios walks a path shaped by memories of a life long past. No longer the monster that once stood above all, he now fights for something beyond himself. His family, his people, the fleeting peace that could crumble at any moment. But the past is never truly buried. Whispers of old grudges, schemes woven in the shadows, and enemies waiting for the right moment to strike—history threatens to repeat itself. And when war comes again, when the abyss calls for another sacrifice, Raizen will have to decide. Will he fall once more? Or will he finally break free?

I wake up in this blinding white space — typical Heaven aesthetic — and there’s God, sitting on a cloud like He’s been waiting for me all along. I expected harps, angels, the whole “Welcome to Paradise” deal. Instead, He looks at me and says, straight-faced: “Death retired.” I blink. “Excuse me… what?” “The Grim Reaper, the entity of death? Yep. Retired. Bought a beach house in another dimension. You’ve been chosen to replace them.” At this point, I think I’m hallucinating — bread still stuck in my throat or something. But no, it’s real. I’m now the new Death. And not the spooky skeleton with a scythe — no, I’m basically unreasonably powerful. the Death? Cloak, scythe, creepy skeleton vibe?” "Yeah, but that image's outdated. I have to walk across different worlds — real life, movies, games, comics, anime — all of it. And here’s the kicker: my power? Way too unstable. I don’t just shake someone’s hand and they drop dead — that’d be boring. It’s worse… my thoughts alone can vaporize people. Think “Oops, that guy’s annoying” — poof, he’s gone. Accidentally, imagine blowing up a planet? Say goodbye to that solar system. God leans in, still smiling like this is all normal: “Don’t worry, your mind will need training… lots of it. But you’ll get the hang of it. Also, yes… you can still have friends, relationships… maybe even fall in love.” I stare at Him like He’s insane. “With these powers? You sure?”

#### **I. REBIRTH IN BLOOD (Ghana to America - The Mortal Crucible)** Born from betrayal-both ancient and mortal-the being once known as **Scorpio King Adjo** awakens in the modern world as a **cursed child**, his cleft lip a scar of his parents' failed abortion. Raised in the shadows of Bronx gang wars and Ghanaian juju, he claws his way from the gutters to the pinnacle of **human evolution**: - **Street God (1980s-90s)**: By 18, he controls NYC's underworld, his **Scorpio-enhanced reflexes** making him untouchable. Bullets curve around him; enemies choke on their own blood. - **Astral Awakening (2000s)**: After a near-death shootout, his spirit **projects into the astral plane**, where he battles **dimensional parasites** feeding on human suffering. - **Corporate Ascension (2010s)**: He launders his empire into a **tech conglomerate**, using AI to map **interdimensional rifts**. #### **II. THE VIRTUAL UNIVERSE COMPANY (Luo Feng's World - Cosmic Gambit)** When a rogue experiment tears a hole into the **Swallowed Star universe**, the Virtual Universe Company detects an **anomaly**: a human whose soul burns with **prehistoric wrath**. - **Summoned as a "Specimen"**: Dragged into Luo Feng's timeline, he's labeled a **mutant relic**-until he **breaks containment**, crushing a star-level cultivator's spine with his bare hands. - **Defying Cosmic Laws**: - **Bloodline Power**: His Scorpio King heritage lets him **absorb venom from any dimension**, evolving his cells faster than the universe can erase him. - **Weapon Fusion**: Osebo's Fang **merges with Luo Feng's Blood River Crystal**, becoming a **reality-rending scythe**. - **Peak Supremacy**: He storms the **Virtual Universe's core**, not to conquer, but to **hack the system**-inputting his own code: *"Death is a door.

Whoever said “you only live once” seriously deserves to be slapped… with a chair. Because that’s absolute bullshit. I would know—I died, after all. And instead of the eternal rest I was hoping for, I got yeeted into a fantasy world packed with oddball characters and multiple pantheons co-existing like it’s some cosmic sitcom. Oh, and did I mention I was handed a never-before-recorded bloodline and a Revered Gear… in the form of a scythe? Yeah. This sucks. Seriously, how is a lesbian, fallen angel vampire supposed to survive in a world that either wants to kill me… or sleep with me? My name’s Poppy. Read my misadventures as I stumble through different worlds, just trying to survive. **** Updates will be on Wednesday, Saturdays, and Sundays till further notice

Chapter 1–4: The Manhole, the Slime, and the Truth I was just an ordinary office worker—living the same routine every day. Until one afternoon… I saw it. A manhole cover, left open in the middle of the street. Before I could step back, I slipped. Darkness. And then... a voice. > "Why are you here?" I wasn’t sure. Maybe this was a dream. Or death. A glowing white figure hovered in the void, then whispered: > "You shouldn’t be here. Let me send you somewhere else." A blinding light, and my body vanished. --- I woke up. But something felt… wrong. My arms, my legs—they were gone. > “What… am I?” I tried to scream, but all that came out were strange, garbled sounds—like a broken radio signal. Then memories—maybe someone else’s?—flashed through my mind. > "Don't leave me… please…" Panicking, I leapt toward a nearby mirror. My reflection? A blob. Yellow. Slime. I was no longer human. Outside the ruined building I’d woken in, I saw something horrifying: A massive zombie, rotting and growling. And beside it… a glowing scythe. The pain in my head grew unbearable—then I blacked out again. --- > "Yo! Finally awake?" A mysterious man, cool-looking, stood beside me—holding the same scythe. I wanted to ask where I was, but my voice was still all noise. A man in a white coat walked over: > “Fascinating… this one isn’t just any slime. Could be one of his creations.” > “You mean him?” > “Yes. But its purpose? Unclear. According to its growth rate, it should already be dead.” Dead? But I was still moving—still thinking! > “I’ll take him to the Slime Research Facility.” And just like that, I was handed over like some experiment. --- The "Reaper" (that’s what they called the scythe guy) took me to a strange city. Tall walls separated it from the wasteland outside. Here, humans and slimes lived together—some working, some just… existing. As we passed by, a golden-colored slime with a chef’s hat suddenly approached: > "Why are you following the Reaper? Shouldn't you be cooking or something?" I responded with my usual radio-sound mess. But strangely… the chef slime nodded. > "Oh, I see. If that’s the case, no problem… but you’re lucky he didn’t slice you in half."

Hoshi Carmen Takada-Santos, better known as Hoshi Santos, might seem to be an ordinary biracial high school student living in Nara City, Japan, but his other self, the serious, strong, and cold Kuro, is a strong warrior who wields a scythe as his weapon. It’s been 4 years since his father, a Filipino shaman named Louis Santos, had died after banishing an evil entity, only known as Master Black Blood, into the underworld for his atrocities, Hoshi had to hide and conceal Kuro from anyone for his safety. But, Master Black Blood’s son, Master Demon Blood, would do anything to avenge for his father’s banishment from the overworld, and this also means killing Hoshi. This demonic entity also employs the help of Sha Sakiyama, a mercenary and expert on the use of shadow, to get rid of Hoshi. But, Hoshi isn’t alone in fighting the evil forces. His classmate, a reclusive and introverted ninja named Bokuto Sakata, decided to help him out because his father was a close acquaintance of Louis, and a girl named Saki Mizoguchi, who was secretly a mage and had a long family lineage of the use of magic. Dive into the world of both magic and modernity as their quest against the evil supernatural forces begins to unravel.

When a young man emerges into a ravaged village, wielding scythes and scarred with a scar, no one knows who he is—or why he fights. His name is Kant. And all he wants is to forget what he once was. But the past never forgets. His life is thrown back into action when a renegade demon makes him an offer he can't refuse. Now, Kant finds himself at the center of a war in the shadows: a demonic hunt for ancient artifacts. These objects grant their bearer powers: some sacred, the fruits of divine relics; others born of dark and forgotten curses. Alongside a team as broken as the world they try to protect, Kant vows to stop the demons from getting what they want. But with each battle, new omens emerge. Each scar, a reminder of what he was forced to become. And each step leads them to a destiny sealed ages ago: facing their own end. The Horsemen of the Apocalypse are riding. And Death is among them. "The best way to deal with the end... is to bring the Apocalypse." — Signed: Death. This is the official English version of my Brazilian light novel, "Cavaleiros do Fim". I'm zXAtreusXz (Gabriel de Morais), the original author, and I'm personally translating and adapting the story into English. The original Portuguese version is available on Novel Mania, a Brazilian platform for light novels. English isn't my first language, so I'm still learning and doing my best to adapt. Feel free to leave comments with feedback — whether about the story or the writing itself. It really helps! Hope you enjoy it!

In a world where life is cruel and power is everything, a boy named Rael awakens inside Transcendence Ascension Online — a virtual realm built from ancient bloodlines, forgotten sects, and deadly cultivation paths. With no past to anchor him and a dark, calculating soul shaped by pain, Rael begins his journey from nothing. He doesn't just fight monsters — he tears apart their secrets. He doesn't just cultivate — he consumes, adapts, and evolves. Bound to a mysterious system that offers him power with a price, Rael must walk a path where every gain exacts a cost. From city back alleys to forgotten ruins, from brutal martial trials to the blood-stained arenas of Heaven’s Clans — every choice etches his legend. But when a flirtatious genius cultivator from a noble clan enters his life, will his blade remain steady... or will emotions become his greatest weakness? This is not a story of light. This is the path of a strategist, a shadow, a martial genius — forged in flesh and spirit. Welcome to TAO.

In Stellara City, a metropolis living under the shadow of the "Lunanima Rifts"—dimensional tears that unleash monstrous spectral entities called Phantasms—Kaelen Vance is just an ordinary high school student. Or so he thought. A fateful encounter with Lyra, a mysterious girl with a cosmic scythe who emerges from a Rift, plunges Kael into the heart of a conflict between the Chronosentinel Order, who fight to protect the city, and the very Phantasms that bring ruin. Armed with the rare ability to "resonate" with the emotions of Phantasms, Kael may be the only hope for understanding them, not just destroying them. However, amidst the clash of advanced technology and supernatural power, a sinister organization begins to move in the shadows, seeking to harness the Phantasms' power for their own ends. Can Kael unravel the secrets behind the Rifts and save those deemed monsters, before Stellara—and his own heart—are shattered to pieces?

DISCLAIMER: This story covers sensitive topics like suicide and abuse. If you are easily disturbed or are suffering from these issues yourself in any way in your own life, this book is not recommended for you and keep in mind that there is hope for peace and happiness and more than happiness so long as you give yourself at least the time to notice it someday. Please look after yourself, and I hope you find comfort in what I write if you still choose to read it [pray hands emoji] —————————————————— A pitite girl in her 20s finds herself on the floor of a laboratory in almost complete darkness. Next to her is a knife, and her desire to end her life crosses her mind as she stares at it silently. Although she plans to die, her suicide will have to happen more peacefully, without pain, is what she feels she seeks for her departure. eventually something else makes its way towards her as she is paralysed by fear and plays dead while holding onto the knife for comfort like a teddy bear, and as the irritated stomps makes its way towards her, her calmed state when she was resting on the floor becomes a pray of panic to God for protection, although she does also seek death, but not as horrific as whatever this could be. As it turns out, the entity making its way to her is a tall young man, and carting a scythe like the grim reaper. They are both trapped in the dark, ever stretching jungle of a complex building interior. He wants to escape and she wants to die. “Help me out of here, and you’ll get your wish.”, pissed off by her he angrily smiles. Best to not get on his bad side, because his impulses are argressive, but knowing what exactly is his bad side… that’ll have to be learned the hard way.

A CITY OF ECHOES AND ASH (Dark Fantasy Romance, First in Series) A seer who remembers nothing. A warrior hiding everything. A love that could rewrite the world—or end it. When Kael wakes in the ruins of the floating city Everfall, he knows only three things: 1. His name—though it feels unfamiliar 2. The cursed power of Flicker Glimpse—seeing fragments of the future at the cost of his memories 3. A dying whisper: "Find her before he does." Enter Lira, a silver-eyed mercenary with: - A scythe that drinks memories (Duskbane) - Scars she won't explain - The unsettling claim that they were lovers before Kael's mind was wiped Their uneasy alliance is tested by: Dain the Hollow—a tyrant who "unwrites" people from history The Oblivion Order—memory-hunters who want Kael's power Kael's own visions, which show Lira betraying him in a throne room of black crystal

1,000 Years Ago... The Earth was shaken and evolved into a much more dangerous Place. The Earth got larger by twice its size, but the Portals suddenly appeared in front of the Human Being that reduced their Population to 40% left, but hope was almost lost. They have been granted one more time to survive, a System was brought to everyone that they can use to evolve and get stronger. A Hero suddenly came upon them that slaughtered all of the Monsters that came out of the Portal. She was then given the title, "The Primordial Goddess of Death". She was given that title as no one knew her face or name, the only thing that they remember about her is her Dazzling Black hair that was dancing through the wind as she kills all the monsters, while her Scythe was dripping with Blood. 1,000 years have passed since, and new Heroes were born because of the Prestigious School that helps students to become Aspiring Hero just like "The Primordial Goddess of Death". "Ahhh... I'm bored as hell, should I go into one of my Academies and be a teacher?" A.N Sorry for the inconvenience, I might actually add Romance to the story, but that would probably in the middle part of the Story. Cover Art is not mine, if the artist want me to remove it he/she can message me.

Fire burned within Solara Vaelstra—not just metaphorically, but quite literally. As a descendant of the fire spirit, her veins carried the untamed force of flames, yet she had no idea how to harness or control it. When anger overtook her, heat surged through her body, igniting every corner of her being. She could feel the embers simmering beneath her skin, waiting to explode. Her emotions were a wildfire—passionate, unpredictable, and destructive. Yasmine, her closest friend, often acted as the voice of reason, a calming breeze against Solara’s raging inferno. But some fires were not so easily extinguished. Then, he appeared—Glacius Sylvaine, a boy with a presence as cold as the tundra. Solara had been warned about him. He was rumored to control the element of ice, a direct counter to her own fiery nature. And yet, something about him drew her in, like a flame lured by the promise of the freezing wind. Fire against Ice. Wrath against Reason. Chaos against Order Solara Vaelstra meets Glacius Sylvaine. But would she melt the ice in his heart, or would one mistake douse her flames forever? Some say fire and ice cannot coexist. Others say they are destined to clash. Which will it be? Find out in The Love of Elementals. ---

In a near-future America where firearms are outlawed and justice is buried beneath bureaucracy, college student finds himself face-to-face with death when a man points a gun at his head during a routine stoplight. But instead of fear, feels nothing—no panic, no adrenaline, just a cold, calculating calm. When the police fail to act, and the system shrugs off his near-death experience, something inside him snaps. What starts as a search for justice turns into a path of violence, vengeance, and strange brotherhood. After killing his attacker in a bloody confrontation, is approached by a mysterious biker gang known as Scythe Scourge—a secretive, elite underground force that operates outside the law, bound by loyalty, legacy, and an unspoken code. As is pulled deeper into their world, he discovers hidden truths about the government, a black market for forbidden weapons, and a system designed to erase second chances—even after death. But as he gains power and purpose, Radahn must decide: Is he becoming the man he was meant to be… or the monster he never saw coming? Themes: Identity, justice vs. revenge, control vs. freedom, found family, and what it means to feel truly alive in a broken world.

A primordial shadow awakens, threatening to engulf a world steeped in ancient magic and divided by bloodlines. Hope rests on Irene, a young wolf with a unique elemental affinity, as she races to find four lost artifacts to unlock her dormant powers. Will she master them in time to combat the encroaching darkness? Forging fragile alliances with diverse bloodlines, Irene faces perilous quests and malevolent foes. But can these ancient rivals truly unite against a common enemy? And what secrets lie hidden within their shared past? As new threats emerge – the power-hungry Obsidian Covenant and the warmongering Iron Scythe – the fragile alliance is pushed to its breaking point. And what of the legendary Lumina, whose awakening could be their salvation or their doom? In a battle against ancient evil and earthly ambition, Irene must embrace her destiny. Will she rise as the protector the world needs, or will darkness prevail? Discover the epic saga of The Bloodline, where magic, unity, and the fate of existence collide.

In the grand citadel of the Empire, where witch-hunters prowl the marble halls and curses are common as rain, Cainan—a witch hunting Bloodhunter bound to chains of destruction—is just trying to keep his life simple. That is, until he “marries” Lynzelle, a mysterious woman with a scythe forged from something not-quite-of-this world… because she isn’t. She’s from Hell. The arrangement is simple: pretend to be happily married so Lynzelle can walk among the living without the Empire’s blade at her throat. Easy enough—if you ignore the constant bickering, demonic side-eyes, and the growing suspicion from their fellow hunters. But while they banter and fight side-by-side, something worse brews beneath the soil. Witches are beginning to gather. They’re attempting to birth forgotten gods through stolen, unborn god-larvae—living cocoons of cosmic divinity. Mythic beasts once thought long dead are returning, corrupted by dark blessings and driven mad by purpose. As the false marriage becomes tangled in real danger, Cainan begins to question if Lynzelle is only running from Hell… or if Hell itself is following her. And maybe—just maybe—he’s starting to like the way her hellfire burns. Until it starts to burn everything else, too.

In this world there are Monsters, Cryptids, Demons whatever you seek to call them... But there are those who hunt these monsters and protect humanity; they are Reapers! Using their Scythes to cut through these beast like a wheat field! And Samuel Reyes is the newest one! Join Sam and his friends on this... adventure Karitori. NOTHING IS EVER AS IT SEEMS... Honestly you- ya just... skip Part 0 if you want to, it's not the best... and I mean... I am going to someday rewrite and fix this.

Yami was an ordinary guy—until an unfortunate accident turned him into roadkill. Instead of the afterlife, he wakes up in a dark and mysterious void, greeted by a chilling voice: “You have inherited my will.” Now, reincarnated in a world filled with dungeons and monsters, Yami has become the chosen successor of the God of Death, gaining terrifying death-related abilities. But there’s a catch—his powers can only awaken through killing. To grow stronger, he must dive into dungeons, slay monsters, and unlock the forgotten might of the Reaper himself. Armed with a dark scythe and a sarcastic attitude, Yami embarks on a journey of dungeon-crawling, monster-slaying, and leveling up—while trying to avoid dying again. The path of a reaper isn’t easy, but hey, at least it comes with cool powers.

In a world torn between light and shadow, Draven, a warrior from a forgotten past, awakens in a realm where magic reigns and ancient kingdoms crumble. Armed with a cursed scythe and a vision of unity through darkness, Draven gathers a loyal army to forge a new world. But as he rises from ashes and loss, he must confront betrayal, the cost of power, and the truth of his destiny. This is a tale of war, legacy, and redemption where even death may not be the end.

In a world ruled by Dominion Veins—mystic channels of pure reality—only those who master an Aspect of existence may rise. When war orphan Kael Vire is slain by a corrupted Veinbearer, his soul fractures—but something inside him refuses to die. He awakens within the Nullvein, the Dominion of Silence and Death—but instead of being devoured, he dominates it. He tears off the shackles of mortality, emerging as the first Veinborn Reaper in millennia. Armed with a scythe made from his own soul, Kael carves a new name: Veyzar Nihilion—the Ego of the End. In a world where gods dictate fate and warlords rewrite physics, he declares war on the story itself.

On the dawn of a fresh New Year, an ominous figure emerged, shrouded in a guise of an angel but harboring the malevolence of a devil. With a chilling voice, it proclaimed, [Every month, you humans will be thrust into a perilous quest. Your survival hinges on overcoming 20 grueling rounds.] Suddenly, I found myself ensnared in this dangerous survival game, a grotesque merry-go-round where every turn carried the stench of death. Yet, I was not without any defenses. I possessed an unusual power: the power to regress 100 times, a chance to rewrite my fate. I stand on the precipice of my final regression, and I swear, ‘This time, I will conquer it. I will emerge victorious.’ I’m no longer the insignificant shuttle that I once was. Today, I shed my former self, the one who had reached the pinnacle of power. Today, I am reborn for the last time as Black Scythe, a rookie player, a novice that once again will be become the Grim Reaper!

Synopsis: I, Yuki Asahiro: professional background character, world-class avoider of attention, and proud master of breathing and blinking. Life was simple. Blend in, survive school, microwave dinner, repeat. Until I found it—a half-dead creature glowing like a cursed disco ball in a dirty canal. Next thing I know, I’m being chased by scythe-wielding creeps in cloaks, force-bonded to a sarcastic, wounded dragon-thing, and told that if I don’t fight, I’ll literally starve to death. No pressure, right? Now I’m stuck in a world where surviving means devouring, fighting means living another day, and my most reliable life skill—being invisible—is officially useless. This is the story of how the most forgettable guy who got dragged into a fight he can’t run from... and how he might just accidentally become something terrifying. Welcome to my new reality: Gluttony Code: Devour to Survive.

In the year 3217, Earth has fallen under the domination of the Xytherians, a terrifying alien species that has enslaved humanity. The once-thriving planet is now a dystopian wasteland where humans are reduced to nothing more than cattle, bred for food and labor. The Xytherians, towering over 12 feet with immense strength and impenetrable defenses, treat humans as expendable resources. Earth’s population has plummeted from 24 billion to a mere 2 billion, and survival is a daily struggle for the remaining survivors. Luther Grey, a 22-year-old human, lives a nightmarish existence in one of the Xytherians' feeding centers. Here, human slaves are slaughtered and consumed by the alien children, creatures with voracious appetites. The pain is indescribable, and Luther’s life seems destined to end in the same horrific manner. He is small and weak, only a tool for the Xytherians to exploit. Yet, despite his fragile body, Luther harbors an unbreakable will to survive, and in his darkest moments, a small flame of hope burns within him. As Luther’s time draws near and the alien children close in to feast on him, fate takes a turn. A powerful meteorite crashes into the feeding center, obliterating everything in its path. The explosion destroys the Xytherians’ structure, killing most of the invaders. In the wreckage, Luther survives, gravely injured but alive. In the aftermath, Luther encounters an ancient being named Meta, an entity once created by the Xytherians to serve them. Meta offers Luther a chance at vengeance and survival, granting him the ability to harness the soul-extraction system of the Xytherians. Through this system, Luther can gain power by consuming the bodies of the dead and absorbing their essence. Though revolted by the process, Luther realizes it is the only way to grow stronger and ultimately seek revenge on the alien invaders. With his newfound power and Meta’s guidance, Luther embarks on a journey of vengeance. His weapon, a shadowy scythe, symbolizes his transformation into a soul reaper. The more Xytherians he kills, the stronger he becomes, leveling up and gaining abilities that were once beyond his imagination. However, as he feeds on the souls of his enemies, Luther struggles with the moral cost of his actions. Each kill feeds his power but erodes his humanity. Luther’s path leads him to confront the very darkness he is becoming, questioning whether his thirst for vengeance is worth the price he’s paying. As he battles the remaining Xytherians, Luther must decide whether he will become a monster in the process or retain his humanity in the face of overwhelming power. The Dark World's Dawn is a tale of survival, vengeance, and the cost of power, as Luther Grey rises from the ashes of Earth to challenge the alien overlords and reclaim his world.

Shiro is an angel of death, infamous to mortals as "Grim Reaper" With his powerful scythe, he fetch and guides souls to their final destination. But when soul-eater exist in unknown who devours soul that might destroy the balance of living and death. The Goddess of Death tasked him to fight all soul-eater while they are invistigating who's behind all of those. But Shiro's mission takes a dark turn when his own weapon is stolen. Enter Cedric, who wanted to end his life but the only thing that is holding him back was the fear of the pain that death might bring to him. So when a mysterious cloaked girl came appeared and offer him a help for a painless death, he immediately agreed. But to do this he must stole Shiro's scythe and so he did. As Shiro embarks on a quest to reclaim his stolen scythe, Cedric grapples with the consequences of his desperate choice. The balance between life and death hangs in peril, with an unknown force manipulating the delicate harmony of the afterlife.