My Soul card is a Reaper

On the empty alley located in the outskirts of Aclein city, a hundred-year-old rank-6 Assassin was kneeling on the ground before a 12-year-old Azzy who stood in front of him.

"I'll ask you again. Who are you and why are you at my home?"

The assassin just stared at him, keeping his mouth shut. Azzy waited for a while before he said, "it's getting late. I had neither lunch nor dinner. Hurry up…"

"Just kill me…" After trying to struggle, again and again, he wasn't able to use soul energy at all.

Maybe, his little bit of pride is acting up or maybe, he was extremely afraid of the punishment from the clan for his failure, he wanted to die but he doesn't feel any strength in his legs too…

Azzy was taken aback by his resolution. He wondered whether, for this guy, revealing the secret is worse than death or something…

"Use Soul search, Azrael." The Reaper's voice resounded in his head.

'Soul search?' Azzy was puzzled. "But, it will kill him…"

Since he directly received the knowledge of soul skills from the Reaper, Azzy knew its effects too.

"Yes if he's of weaker soul rank…" The Reaper explained, "Just look at him. Even after being affected, your death energy that was augmented by Protos energy wasn't able to completely melt his soul orb. If it's a weaker one, by now, they would have lost Soul energy completely."

"You sure?" Azzy asked him once again. No matter what kind of power he has, in the end, he's still a sheltered 12-year-old who doesn't know the law of the jungle.

"Have I ever joked around?" The Reaper became a little bit upset by Azzy's doubt towards his words.

"Well, I trust you then."

The assassin saw Azzy stepped forwards to come even closer. He closed his eyes, preparing for his death.

To his surprise, instead of raising the weapon, he felt a touch on his head like a pat. He opens his eyes and saw Azzy placed his palm on his head while his eyes once again turned pitch with no visible pupils.

"Soul skill: Soul search"

Instantly, of the remaining thirty thousand soul power, ten thousand worth soul power is consumed while dark energy started to release from his palm and is connected directly to the assassin's head.

"I'll help you out here…" As the assassin is an adult and might have memories that weren't good for a child-like Azzy, the Reaper immediately took control a part of Azzy's and assisted him in reading the memories.

Azzy felt his surroundings disappeared and he found himself back home. He was standing in the middle of the downstairs hall. In front of him, aside from the assassin, there's a lady in her assassin outfit.

'I guess she's her partner.' Azzy mumbled.

He then watched him say, "The couple is now busy searching for the kidnapped girl. It's the perfect time to steal the Book of Death."

'So, they are here to steal the Book of death.' Azzy realized their aim. But then, he wondered if two of him cannot stay in the same timeline, does it also apply to the Book of death cuz along with the Storage card, the items in it also followed.

So, technically, there are two Book-of-Deaths at the moment. 'Is that really possible?'

"Yes." As usual, the Reaper cleared his doubt. "You and the items that are with you don't belong to this timeline, Azrael.

So, technically, there's only one Book of Death at the moment and right now, it is still with Oakley. However, if it will be stolen from him, which it actually doesn't in the original timeline, the Book of Death will disappear from your storage card.

That's why it is better for you to steal it by yourself. Then, the one in your storage card will disappear while you can keep the new one."

Azzy didn't listen to his advice and concentrated on the scene that was playing before him.

The lady assassin disappeared. Meanwhile, the assassin saw everything around and mumbled, "They are indeed very rich."

Azzy saw a look of greediness in his eyes as he looked around.

While the lady is busy searching for the book, the assassin went to the master bedroom and stole whatever cash, jewelry, expensive paintings, or skill cards he found. He kept everything in his storage card.

"This guy is a thief." Azzy was taken aback. He didn't expect that. How can someone from the Night clan be an unethical fellow? Azzy wondered whether this is the reason he asked him to kill.

"He said that because he was confident that a person of your age can't kill." The Reaper who already watched everything told Azzy. "He isn't just a simple unethical clan member. This fellow is a sinner who killed innocents after being caught stealing. He also committed heinous crimes that are considered the root of evil in society… He didn't deserve to live, Azrael…"

As soon as the word escaped from the Reaper, Azzy suddenly saw the death aura appeared on him.

While the Reaper already passed the judgment, Azzy, who returned to reality, tightly gripped the handle of his death scythe but hesitated to move it.

"No… I won't." After struggling for a while, he took a decision to spare him.

As Azzy lifted his palm from his head and placed it on his chest, the assassin suddenly felt the deathly soul energy that imprisoned his soul orb for a while, started to leave his body.

He looked at Azzy with a shock. "Why?"

After completely retracting his soul energy from the assassin's body, Azzy spoke, "my grandpa always said even the greatest sinner deserves a second chance to change. I've read your memories. You don't have any connection with the disappearance of my family.

I'm sparing you. In exchange, I want you to return all the things you have stolen from the mansion back to their places and leave before I return."

Azzy then took out a four-star healing card from his storage card and placed it on his forehead. As his injuries slowly started to heal, the assassin felt the strength returned in his legs.

His hands, on the other hand, weren't completely healed. However, he was able to move them with great difficulty.

"Thank you…" He spoke softly.

After thanking him, with great struggle, the assassin then took out a six-star healing card to recover completely. It took a million worth of soul power for a complete recovery.

"I promise you to amend my ways… You have really opened my eyes today…" The assassin kneeled and bowed, "thank you for your mercy. I won't forget your kindness for the rest of my life."

Azzy nodded and turned around to walk away.

Looking at his back, the assassin sneered, "you are indeed too naïve, kid…" He took out a six-star card from his storage card.

It has a picture of blood drops on it. "You have shown me the hell for a few moments. I'll throw you down to the hell for real. The blood-consuming skill card was created by the leader of the Blood clan himself. Not even a rank-7 escape unharmed once they were hit…

After knowing my secrets, you can't stay alive... Die…"

He poured soul power into it and threw it towards Azzy's back like a shuriken. It didn't even make a sound. Just as it was about to hit his back, suddenly, Azzy disappears from his view.

"Indeed, the boy is very naïve…" He heard a cold tone from his behind.

The assassin was frozen and slowly turned his head to see Azzy with black eyes. However, the only change is that he has an hourglass in his hands.

"Don't worry, he'll learn sooner or later…" The Reaper turned the hourglass upside down. "But, you won't able to live until then to see it."