Belahan Jiwa Novels & Stories

he said, trying to calm down. Violet couldn't blink her eyes, staring into his eyes. She no longer saw the devil in his eyes. All she could see was tenderness and kindness. It was the first time she felt that he had two souls within him. One is kind and gentle and the other is evil. She felt what Aurora felt. All this time, she was not aware of it until Lucian opened her eyes and mind.

And he even felt, as if his personality was gradually moving away from him, leaving for him only one image of Celeste, a girl who is still mysterious and behind a shadow. The loud music was just a pitiful noise for him. And these verses before his eyes turned into a stream of identical words, which were repeated - Celeste. And along with this name, he began to feel pain in his heart because of the longing for her. The feeling that made him suffer was the most common love. But there was nothing he could do about it. He just sat there and hoped that he would see her tonight. "Are you always so sad?" Suddenly someone's voice interrupted his meditation.

Her phantom form was translucent, her tail tucked low as she looked at the carnage. "She cannot do it alone," the Goddess said, gesturing to the white wolf on the floor. "This was your original assignment. The soul paired to yours before Tola claimed the past line. If you take him in, you will carry two spirits in one vessel. Your mind will split, Betty. The friction could burn your brain to ash." "I don't care," I snapped, stepping over the white wolf’s shoulder. "I am not letting Luca keep his teeth in my neck."

“No.” “Elena—” “Say what you did.” Charles looked at current Elena. Then young Elena. Then Anna. Finally: “Identity partition.” Silence. Current Elena felt Lucas's fingers tighten around hers. “What does that mean?” Charles looked sick. “The human mind already separates unbearable experience.” “Mental compartments.” “Dissociation.” “Memory suppression.” “Emotional decoupling.” Elena stared. “You made it literal.” Charles closed his eyes. “Yes.” Young Elena laughed once.

I was a sucker for pretty faces. The only reason I agreed to date Isabelle was because she was passable-looking as partner material. It had only been a few days since junior year started when my roommate came over to me and awkwardly said, "Damian, I just spotted your girlfriend getting pretty close to that well-known broke pretty boy by the campus lake." I immediately rolled up my sleeves and rushed toward the lake. From a distance, I saw Isabelle standing very close to a slim young man. But the moment I got a good look at his face, I froze. "Damn! This guy was insanely handsome!" He was so good-looking that even I, as another guy, was jealous. Isabelle frowned and stepped in front of me.

They could see him through the glass doors separating the terrace and the little corner. "I am scared, Daniel". Benjamin said to no one actually. He was looking at the far ends of the sky where it was turning orange. "I know. I have been through this. Love makes you weak sometimes. But love is also the strength that gives you strength to fight each other. It binds you, but also gives you wings to fly and discover. Only if you know the way back home". He said in his gentle tone. "Benjamin". He turned to find Noah standing in the door.

I felt it immediately as the separation began, not physical, not visible, but internal, as if the parts of me I had tried to keep were no longer able to exist within a single form. “Identity conflict unresolved,” the core had said. Now it was happening. What is the process? I asked. “Parallelization,” the core replied. “Explain,” I said. “Your selected elements are being maintained in separate structural states,” it said. Kael stepped closer, his presence sharp with alarm. What does that mean? he asked. I kept my focus forward, because I needed to understand this before I reacted. It means I am not staying one, I said. The words felt heavier the moment I spoke them.

Broken…? “What does that mean?” “It means,” he said slowly, “whatever that being was… it was too powerful to exist whole.” A cold wave washed over me. “So they… what? Destroyed it?” “No.” A pause. Then— “They split it.” My stomach dropped. “Into pieces?” “Yes.” “And one of those pieces is…” “In you.” The world seemed to tilt. “No…” But the second heartbeat pulsed again. Quieter. But there. Real. Undeniable.

I thought to myself while holding the delicate body of my lover that felt like if I squeezed it, his bones would literally break into pieces. “I love you, my Libulan,” I uttered. My breathing became hoarse and the beating of my heart slowed down. “I wish we can stay like this forever.” When I checked on Libulan, his soul had already separated from his body. The color of his soul was the most beautiful. It had different hues, but just like that leader from that village, the core of Libulan’s soul had black shades. These black taints represented his regret from dying and his hatred towards everyone else that judged us.

“You’ve been running from what you are. No more.” Elixir shook her head. “I don’t know what you mean.” Her twin grinned. “Don’t you?” With a slow movement, she raised her hand. Elixir gasped as pain surged through her chest. It felt like someone was tearing at her insides. She clutched her chest, gasping for air. “What is happening?” Her twin’s eyes glimmered. “Your soul is fractured.” The masked man spoke again, his voice steady. “This is the truth, Elixir. You are two parts of the same being. The life you know is just one part.”