Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Horror filled the man's face as he realized what was happening. Instead of filling himself with thousands upon thousands of years of Soul Time, his own lifespan was the one actually going down!

He didn't understand what was going on. The Time Stim was supposed to suck out all of Atlan's Soul Time and transfer it onto himself.

Slowly, the man's face began to age, from being a man in his healthy twenties, to a man going through the years and turning ninety. His face had wrinkles all over, with his eyes turning grayish and blurry.

The once great physique that he boasted was now nothing more than skin and bones.

His hair, once flush with black and healthy strands, now turned grayish-white and slowly fell off his head. Discover hidden content at My Virtual Library Empire

It was as if age had finally chased after this man. After living in immortality for all this time, only now did time finally catch up and take matters into its own hands.

"What…"

Those were the last words of the man as he fell to the floor. But not before his body turned into nothing but ashes.

He was completely dead, with nothing left to even bury him.

Atlan looked at the man and felt no sympathy. If he had simply asked for a favor nicely, then Atlan would have given him a little bit of a Soul Time for him to live on. But no. The man was a scumbag that preyed on the weak so that he could keep himself living much younger than everybody else.

Not only that, he was the one who tried to kill him. If Atlan was a normal human, then all of his Soul Time would have been taken by that guy without even a shred of guilt and conscience on his face.

It was only unfortunate for the man that Atlan had become the demigod of death. The only thing he could get from Atlan was death particles, which quickly killed all the healthy and living cells in his body until he turned into nothing but bones.

Atlan walked out of the discreet hallway and onto the streets as if nothing happened at all.

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Atlan went on his day, walking along the streets of Genesis City. Suddenly, he came across someone who brought out a smile on his face.

"Lizzie…"

She was the first woman he kissed, the woman whose feistiness rivaled even that of cats.

Even though it had only been a couple of days since they saw each other, Atlan felt as if he hadn't seen her for an entire year. Things passed way too long for him to meet her again.

He walked towards her with a smile, ready to greet her.

But then, he noticed that she had a frown on her face as she confronted quite a chubby man.

"You can't be serious!" she shouted. "I've been living here for my whole life. It doesn't make sense that I have to move."

The chubby man awkwardly rubbed his hands together. "I am sorry, madam. However, the acquisition had already gone through. Someone has offered a lot of Soul Time for this house, so unless you can give the same amount, I'm afraid you are going to have to leave."

"That's what I'm talking about! How is it sold when I own this house in the first place?! Make that make sense!" she screamed.

Just then, another woman slowly approached the two of them and shoved Lizzie away from the house.

"Excuse me, I just bought this place and I don't want you entering my house. Now, would you please get out?!"

The chubby man immediately bowed towards the woman and gave her a forced smile as he tried to curry favor with his customer.

"Ahh…Missus! Worry not, for I have already asked for soldiers to make her leave this place."

Lizzie glared at the chubby man and the woman, unable to believe that they could be so callous.

She couldn't believe it. She had spent her whole life in service of the City, yet now, her house was being taken away without even any explanation.

Atlan could see that she was close to bringing out her mutation and hissing at the man.

He knew he had to interfere.

"What's going on here?" he asked with calmness.

"Atlan…" Lizzie's eyes immediately calmed down when she saw Atlan.

Meanwhile, the chubby man and the woman immediately glared at Atlan, as if he had been rude to them.

"Sir, please go. This is none of your business," said the chubby man.

"Lizzie is mine. This is my business," he declared, making Lizzie's cheeks blush in embarrassment.

"Hmph, so what?!" asked the woman. "It doesn't change the fact that we already own this house! Now get out before the soldiers get here. Ahh! Here they are. Officers, over here!"

The woman called over the group of soldiers towards their location.

"What's going on here?" asked the soldier as he bumped his fists onto his chest two times.

"They're bothering me on my property!" said the woman. "Get them out of my face!"

The woman gave Lizzie a nasty side-eye as if she had already won.

But as the soldiers looked at Lizzie, their eyes suddenly widened as they realized who she was.

"Miss Lizzie! We didn't know you were here."

The chubby man and the woman couldn't believe their ears. The soldiers were actually being respectful to Lizzie!

For normal people, Lizzie was an unknown figure. But for soldiers and Saviors alike, Lizzie was like a legendary figure within their circles. After all, she was one of if not the only one in this City whose mutation had surpassed the normal strength.

Many were fans of Lizzie's talent and strength, as well as her beauty. And apparently, these soldiers were fans of her as well.

"What's going on here, Miss Lizzie?" the soldier asked respectfully, ignoring the chubby man and the annoying woman.

Lizzie then began to explain what happened to her, including getting thrown out of her own house.

The soldiers, upon hearing the story, couldn't help but frown. They looked at the tablets in their hands and saw some unfortunate news.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lizzie. However, the paperwork does suggest that this woman here bought this house yesterday."