All Chapters of DEATH REINCARNATE : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

      (SHARD SOULS)     “HE'S searching for the seven keys, as He is making some of them.” Warning as HE gave him a heads up, HE commanded. “One of you will create the temporary embodiment of the sins as they will make their way to corrupt the holder’s heart and continue the cycle of the loops. Let them be as they think that they still hold the upper hand of the game we are playing, but they unknowingly know.”           Reading the plan and the entire puzzle game he is now taking at the spear of God in the complicated competition of chess. He gasps as he firmly holds his stance crumpling his fist tighter, knowing that the crown that he wears as the King is more than he could ever bargain for.            “You will be betrayed as some of you will fall to the sin to make up the creation and

      (BLACK KNIGHT)           “THE KING, queen, bishop, rook, pons, and this grand chess game.”           With a sinister smile marking her face and the tone of dread and satisfaction that comes with it. She’s looking at the chessboard as the pieces of white and black are arranged accordingly at the start of the game. Taking a piece out of the black as she gently touches the queen’s piece, she asks.            “Now, now, now, just who could be this play’s fortunate and unfortunate, one?”           Tossing the piece as she set’s it on fire, then crushes it into pieces as she catches it back unto her hand. She giggles as she snaps the white queen in two and whispers.            &ldq

     (3RD BOOK)           “DIE, DIE, DIE!”           A dreadful voice screams then laugh maniacally while holding by its hand a bloody sword which crimson blood drips from its handle up unto its pointed blade. All the while as it stands on top of a pile of corpses where the foul smell of its victims’ flesh is torn upside down and are bathing with their blood.            “Help me.” A scared child’s voice faintly echoes, as he hides from a near distance shivering in fear while hoping for salvation and a savior to help him out and alive from the crouches of the devil that put all the people in his known village to death.            Covering his ears with his dirty hands as he cries silently while trying to ignore the laugh of

(DARK REFLECTION)     “ARE you the death reaper?”     Bedridden and on the brim of death, a helpless boy’s voice echoes in the darkroom he lays upon. To the gold and luxury of his life, the world to whom bows down to him as an heir and owning a powerful name could not be compared to the dream he ever wishes to have. When everything is deemed useless as his richness and power could not buy him a chance to live long nor even see the sun once more. To the life that means nothing now and the deal, he needed to pay after holding the full years of it to his own accord and wants. He comes to face, to face the person that will take his place in this world and fulfill the promise he could no longer hold.       “Say, from which circle of hell should I’ll be going? Is it in the fourth from my sin of greed or in the ninth for my treachery?” 

     (REALITY)     “THE NECROMANCER.”      Breaking his thoughts as he is somewhat snapping back into reality, JK looks back at Gennivier where she somehow unintentionally drops the words, yet rather a title he is very known what and for whom.      For him.      “You think so?”      “Why?”      Answering him back with a question as a smile draws in an uncanny nature in between. She intentionally drops those words as that title suited him more than he could ever imagine. Where they both knew more than anyone ever known.      “Tsk!” He clicks his tongue and smirks, knowing what she means by those words as he claims to whisper. “So do I.”     With the eerie silence of