Novel & Cerita Astral Projection And The Bible

It would take a little while for Josiah to even discover the ruse. Little did Adam know, but Josiah wouldn’t discover it for quite some time. Astral projection was not something the witches talked or wrote about. It was the only way they could keep watch with a close eye. Depending on a witch’s level of power, they could go undetected like a fly on the wall.

I felt it before I saw her. Then I froze. Aria sat before the stone statue of the goddess, body rigid, eyes closed. She wasn’t moving. “Aria.” I rushed to her, falling to my knees at her side. I touched her arm, her face. Cold, but not lifeless. Lucien’s breath caught. “Is she—she’s in that state, isn’t she?” I swallowed hard. “Astral projection. She must’ve tried to reach the twins alone.” Lucien swore under his breath and backed away like the air was choking him. “Damn it, Aria. Why didn’t you wait? Why didn’t you—”

A wisp of gray-brown mist floated in the air, entering the nose, seemingly absorbed by the practitioner. At the same time, Kane’s mind was flooded with a series of past memories. He tapped his staff lightly in the air, summoning the wind element to form a spectral projection. This image began to play out Jesta’s memories before everyone present. The speed at which the projections changed was incredibly fast, as if playing at sixteen times speed, but the onlookers’ reflexes and dynamic vision easily kept up. The first image shown was of Logo killing Jesta. It marked the end of Jesta’s life and was the most vivid memory that remained.

Gabriel spoke, he lowered his voice on his next words, “And he opened up about his worries on Mom escaping the Void.” All of them let out a breath, then Rad said, “First, she infiltrated Lucifer’s mind and now she can escape the Void. Seriously, how powerful is that woman?” “Too powerful. She’s a Goddess after all.” Remiel noted and shrugged. “Exactly. And she knows both Cosmic and Astral magic.” Yerach then added. As the conversation goes, Azrael decided not to butt in, she just listen carefully and stayed quiet. “Does that mean that Lucifer himself feared Mom?” Ouriel queried. Azrael looked at him in astonishment, he still hasn’t finished eating yet.

But why? “…Yeah, I’ll talk to him.” He sighs, then starts eating again. “…Do you know what Astral Projection is about?” “A little. It’sss actually referring to lusss-lucid dreaming, yeah?” “Mmhm. I heard it’s full of action, too.” He slowly starts chatting again, and I feel much more at ease. But, I wonder if I’d said something to hurt him. Was he…looking forward to it just being us two?

My eyes dropped on the pages of the book I was holding while he rambled, “That’s not exactly a good starting point, I thought. Then it mentioned that they also have somewhat magical abilities themselves.” “Astral projection, divine clairvoyance, spell enchantments, lucid dreaming…” he enumerated then looked at me directly before uttering in emphasis, “Dreamwalking.” I paused at the last mention. “Sounds familiar, yeah?” He gave me a lazy smile. I nodded right away. My heart was racing at the gut feel. This might just be it! I skimmed through the words of the page where the book was opened at, then I read out loud the name of the group of people he is referring to—

Alondra growled, sensing something I didn’t know. Then, to my complete surprise, Hall appeared before me. Elijah immediately stood up and stepped in front of me, like a barrier. Hall laughed heartily, then he walked toward the table, and his hand passed right through it with ease. “Astral projection is a marvel,” Hall said with amusement. “I can go wherever I want and deliver the messages I desire.” “Get out of my house,” Elijah snapped, and Hall looked at me with amusement. “She’s the one who invited me,” Hall said, and Elijah looked at me in horror.

"What you are doing right now is not dreaming, Calliope Kain Rowenys. You are astral projecting- your body is back in the mortal world, but your spirit has somehow been called- summoned to me. Judging by your ease of navigation within my garden, you have been here before but only within the confines of the garden and never beyond- towards the castle. If you had come close to it, I would have sensed you as I did today." He stopped a few inches away from her now, one of his hands leaning against the wall whereas the other was safely tucked away in his pocket. For a moment, Calliope forgot to breathe as she took in his words and what they meant in the grand scheme of things. Yes, she had heard

It was a start, albeit a slow one. “No, my sister is very much alive.” Her mother said, pursing her lips. She refilled her glass, the crimson liquid splashing within. This was her third one since the start of dinner. I knew the two of them weren’t very close, but it seemed like she still cared for her estranged sibling. “Astral projection is a tricky ability. We can latch onto people’s energy and let it take us to them. If they’re dead, all we feel is this absence of where their energy used to be.”

My arms sprawled at odd angles. But I was still here. Still aware. Just not in my body anymore. I looked down at myself. I was translucent. Glowing faintly gold. I could see through my hands to the floor below. Astral projection? Was this supposed to happen? Did the spell work? Before I could think about it more, something grabbed me. Not hands. Not physical. But a pull. A force. It yanked me upward with incredible strength. The ceiling rushed at me, but I passed through it like it wasn't there.