A Sound Soul Dwells Novels & Stories

A/N: Spirit Soul, in this context, does not mean spirit attributed spirit ring but existence of spirit souls seen in Douluo Dalu 2,3, and 4. I tried to explain with the best of my capabilities but if there are still others who don't understand it and haven't read the sequels, I humbly request to just check the wiki since they have a larger context base.

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. "Yes, you can cultivate here while I'll guard you." Theodore's statement made Soheila jumped from joy. "Under the acacia tree is the best place to cultivate, and the water of the lake is called 'Soul Water' with just a dip of this water, it would help you regain your spirit. It is splendid water for the cultivators who had injured their souls. However, if they used this all at the same time, they would die. The Soul Water could also heal your tired body. Go and cultivate." Theodore explained.

Sukhon aur dukhon wali Saari saugaton mein Sang tujhe rakhna hai Sang tujhe rakhna hai Tere sang rehna Meri duniya mein bhi Mere jazbaaton mein Teri milti nishani kahin Jo hai sabko dikhani kahin Mai toh jaanti hu marke bhi Mujhe aati hai nibhani kahin Woh hi karna hai jo hai kehna Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi. (O... I didn't find those spiritual eyes anyplace I didn't find that glowing face anyplace Neither I found those heartfelt talks Nor that fresh youthful attractiveness anyplace I roamed the whole world but I couldn't find anyone like You

It’s like my body is sleeping, but my mind is a racing mess. All the sudden I feel a sense of uneasiness, and a loud voice growl out “MINE. GIVE HER TO ME NOW!” I wonder why the man is so furious, and who he’s talking about. Whoever she is she must be someone really special to him for him to be acting so possessively. As soon as I hear the voice the uneasiness leaves me, and a sense of calm washes over me. All the sudden the humming sound comes into my head again, but it disappeared just like in West’s car. Hmm that’s interesting why do I keep hearing that sound, and then a soothing voice speaks “You can’t be serious right now! You’ve only been telling us for the last five years how she isn’

The sun came and the sun went, the moon shone every night, and there was still no sign of her. In a distance, I could hear the sounds of the night, the quiet, and the loud chatter. In my heart, I could only hear her innocent voice and sense her beautiful smile.

Still a little dazed from the shock, Rainer composed as much of himself as he could “Thanks for the help, although, I would have just woken up if I fell.” “Yes, you would have, but all of my progress would have been for naught. You falling would set me back to the bottom along with you. This is your soul space, if I lose you in here, I would end up lost as well.” “Look, I don’t know what any of that means. What is a soul space anyways?” They continued their climb up the steps, as Rainer’s mind was littered with questions. “A soul space is the world within you that harbors your soul. It is where all magic resides, where your true self resides.”

James had seen the Chaos Sacred Art before, this was not his first time. However, he could not grasp the meaning of the characters within it during his previous attempt. The Chaos Sacred Art’s scriptures eluded his understanding. The last time he read it, he seemed to enter a peculiar state where his mind wandered, and it felt like his soul detached from his physical body. In that fleeting moment, he heard a mysterious and deafening voice, which deeply resonated with his heart. At that moment, he referred to it as the “Sound of the Universe”.

The next day, the air in the palace felt charged, like the calm before a storm. The subtle hum of tension rippled through the halls as servants scurried, the nobles whispered, and the soldiers posted in every corridor stood on high alert. The Soul-Oath had taken root, and everyone could sense it. The air was thick with unease, and for Kael, the weight of it pressed heavily on his shoulders.

His eyes shimmered with threadlight and starlight and something more ancient than both. And in that reflection—he was smiling. Azriel blinked. The image rippled and vanished. Velan’s breath hitched behind him. > “It’s not showing what could be,” he whispered. The boy nodded slowly. “It’s showing what already is. You just haven’t reached it yet.” --- The Voice Without Sound The pool stirred. Not with ripples, but with presence. A voice rose—not through ears, but through bones. Soft as breath. Heavy as eternity. > “You heard the flame.”