Novel & Cerita Belahan Jiwa

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."

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.”

Teacher Anna turned to him with that trademark, kind smile. “I just want to confirm that we’re meditating to find the difference of the two inside us. And that if we’ve found one of them, we should focus on that one and push them lightly to another lane or maybe, outside of that certain lane where they were originally together?” Jai asked. The bratty nun girl who was constantly looking irriatatedly at him since his third question, sighed. “Basically you find them and then split them into two.” Jai didn’t respond anything to her, just briefly glancing at her before turning his attention again at the teacher.

I decided to call off this fake wedding. "Lucas, I know you're about to get married, but this opportunity to further your studies is really rare. You need to decide whether to prioritize your future or your family..." "I'm willing to take this opportunity," I decisively interrupted my advisor before he could finish. Clearly surprised by my quick decision, Joseph Franklin broke into a relieved smile. "You're willing to go? That's amazing! I'm sure you'll do really well." I swiftly scanned the flight details.

"Not permanent death. Conscious division. Like cellular mitosis but for awareness itself." "The pain would be unimaginable," the goddess warned. "Tearing yourself apart repeatedly—" "Less painful than becoming you and regretting it for eternity." Selene stepped forward. "I could guide it. I learned to fragment during possession—it's how I eventually broke free. Not fighting the goddess but becoming too many pieces for her to control." "This is different. You're talking about deliberate, permanent multiplication. Each aspect would be truly separate, only whole when connected." "Like the pack," I said. "Individual wolves that form something greater together. But instead of different people con