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My Soul card is a Reaper

#Gold Tier Winner of WFP26; Setting in the fictional world of Gaia, where special individuals can awaken certain powers within their souls. They are called Arcana Masters. Some awaken beasts, some awaken weapons, while some awaken the power of plants. Some people train to become stronger so that they have the power to protect loved ones, some wish to use it for revenge, some wish to live longer, while some want to be free and use their power however they wish. Yet, there exists a clan, where the descendants only exist to grant death to others so that life and death remain balanced. Follow the journey of Azrael Garcia, the heir of the cursed clan of Death, as he forms friendships while facing betrayals, meeting love, and cutting down enemies in the process. ************** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's other contracted novels: War Online, Weapon Seller in the world of magic Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga, Prince of Kpop ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy a coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

Snowstar · Fantasía
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Divine Palm of Death

After unleashing two spells, one that encompassed the whole village as a protective barrier and the other imprisoning Azzy's allies in a small prison barrier, the winged lion went on assaulting Azzy.

Azzy used this time to activate his Eyes of God soul skill and get ready to battle. As a result, he perfectly evaded its claws by bending his upper body to the side before swinging the scythe at its belly.

The Adamantine blade tore its flesh apart like a knife cut through a tofu block; its blood gushed out and spilled all over Azzy and the black lotus.

The beast flew past Azzy while letting out a painful groan, but Azzy heard another groan beneath him. It came from the black lotus as the blood smeared on it transformed into golden specks of light and left behind tiny holes in the black petals. 

Azzy, on the other hand, didn't get affected by those specks of light. If anything, they gave him a sense of familiarity.