The Collector Of Souls

Instead of a huge black wave, a black ball the size of a watermelon was released from the sword.

Kai calmly put the sword back in the pendant as he watched the black ball falling towards the members of the Red flower sect and the traitors of the Blue moon sect.

The balm looked as though a meteor was falling from the sky. The ball burst open and started to rain, but as soon as the drop of flame came in contact with the people, screams started to rise.

The black flame started to cling to their bodies, burning away their skin, bone, and everything it touched.

The flame started to spread throughout their bodies but it didn't burn anything after that. But they were still screaming.

The soul black flames. It didn't acquire this name because it was a cool name, the reason for this was that these flames burned your soul. Literally Burned your soul.

Whoever was touched by it, was seeing their worst fears, hidden deep inside their soul. Their darker side was coming out and killing them.

Every time their soul took a major blow, a piece of their body burned off into nothing. It was agonizing to watch and some disciples got nauseous and threw up.

But Zian Watanabe was staring at Kai, her expression unreadable. She knew one thing, that if she ever offended Kai, she would have an end just like those guys standing below.

Everyone burned down into nothingness. Everyone except Junjun and the guy with the mustache who had stopped burning after a few seconds. Their eyes were nhollow and tears fell from their eyes.

"What do you want? We have given you everything we have. The rest is with the sect master who is at the sect." The mustache dude said in a horrid voice, his throat contracting as he spoke.

"Where can I find that trader who gave you that pill?" Kai simply asked, amusement on his face.

He didn't feel good by inflicting pain on others but seeing their expressions, which were proud a few minutes ago, now completely horrid and pathetic. Kai couldn't help but feel a little amusement in this.

"He is said to be on the most eastest spot of the continent. That's all we know, please kill us." This time, Kai inclined as he snapped his fingers and both Junjun and the guy with the mustache turned to ash.

He was about to go back inside when the ground started to shake. About a 9 scale earthquake, if you wanted to know.

"Kai?" Mia asked, her tone full of confusion.

"I am not doing this but I know the person who is doing this." Kai said softly as he gazed at the land.

A dark energy spread throughout the surroundings and the light from the sun dimmed, even though no clouds were present in the sky.

Kai's spirits started to get out of control and he had to send them back. A huge wave of darkness hit everyone and a guy emerged from it.

His hair completely black, eyes as dark as a black hole. Two horns were coming out from both the sides of his head, their points glistening.

His clothes were otherworldly, black pants and a formal black shirt with a blackish-brown formal coat. He was holding a huge wicked scythe, half silver like the moon and half crimson, like blood.

"You came here yourself." Kai said, his eyes glinting.

The boy just shrugged and swung his scythe in the air. About 69 balls of white energy flew towards his scythe and entered it. These were the souls of the people that died instantly and Kai didn't resurrect them.

What the guy in front of him was holding was the first scythe to be created. The boy himself was someone that everyone wanted to avoid but in the end, he got everyone, regardless of immortality.

"The collector of souls. Death. You personally came here to collect the souls." Kai said in a neutral voice and everyone stared at the boy, death as Kai called him.

They didn't want to believe that someone as young as that boy could be death but they had no other explanation for him. And they didn't say anything because if it turned out to be true, they didn't want to face the consequences of it.

"You are alive. Well, just as I thought, the wish and curse still exist." The boy, death, spoke in a cheerful tone, something you might not associate with death.

Speaking of which, you might have expected him to be wearing a huge cloak that covered his entire body but honestly, death was a modern type of person.

He stepped forward and hugged Kai, shocking everyone, except for Kai, who hugged him back.

"Seeing that Mia is here, she is also alive, isn't she?" Death asked as he looked at Kai, who nodded.

"How do you know my name?" Mia asked. Death chuckled lightly before staring at her. Mia felt as though death was peering at her soul.

"I see everything and nothing at the same time. I know all about you and I will still know nothing about you. That's what I am." He answered. Mia started trembling after she heard death's answer.

"I promised you that I will take care of her and since you are death, I don't think I should break that promise. And I succeeded in getting your attention by letting exactly 69 souls free." Kai replied to death's question after Mia had calmed down. Death nodded his head in approval and chuckled a little as he heard 69 souls. He then nodded his head as though he was satisfied with Kai's answer.

"Well, I will see everyone present here, sooner or later. Everything comes back to me and as much as I don't want to, you will, too, return to me." Death said in a sad voice before disappearing, leaving behind everyone with gaping mouths.

"What was that?" Watanabe asked but suddenly, she went into a daze.

Everyone else, except Mia, followed her, their eyes rolling back and their bodies as still as statues.

"He is the original death, the collector of souls, the reaper if you would like. I promised to take care of his sister and well, what can I say? You don't break your promise if it's to death or otherwise, you don't want to know what will happen." Kai answered Mia's unasked question.

"I know that your harem is quite formidable but still, you got death's frigging sister as a member!" She exclaimed loudly as though she has just found out that she was pregnant.

"I got people who are more formidable than her. Just stick with me and you will meet them. But for now, I have to cure Kiana and do another important thing." He said to her as he looked at the land in front of him.

It was full of blood. Rivers of blood and Kai was the one who created this. He picked a drop of it before starting to do what he wanted to.

The others unfroze and stared at Kai, who snapped his fingers. Blood red flowers started to bloom from the blood, their petals as crimson as anything you have ever seen.

"Let these flowers born from blood stay as a reminder for what will happen if you anger me." He said and disappeared.

The last flower bloomed and a drop of blood fell from its petal. The blood, symbolizing wrath and new beginning.