Black Soul Eater Characters Novels & Stories

The five Overlords of Leila, Sylvio, Lufian, Drogo, Valentin, and Elora, who was having her body restored, shuddered at the sudden voice. They looked over to the source of the voice in shock. A black shadow appeared above the planet. Under the colorful lights, the black shadow looked so obvious. “The Soul Devourers!” Sylvio gritted his teeth and said. “Tch tch tch, Sylvio! Long time no see! Do you still remember me, your old friend?” The black shadow asked.

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He was the first to reach the safe land, and out of the six of them that made it to the lava lake, only two of them; Jakub and the ninth man. They reached the waterfall and Jakub’s greedy eyes shone as he could already make out the stone in the distance. They walked further towards it, and before they got to it, they were stopped by an invisible barrier. They began hearing a strange voice. It was the voice of Eldoria; the realm who was also a spirit, and in whose lands the goddess had bestowed the stone for safe keep. The same spirit who turned out to be a soul-eater. Rather than pursue the men that came after the stone, Eldoria kept eating their souls and was never satisfied. Eldoria, the s

"Sounds absolutely delightful." An hour later, I found myself at the outdoor skating rink with Maia's entourage. There were three women and one man, all looking like they'd stepped out of some luxury lifestyle magazine. The women introduced themselves as Sophia, a brunette with designer everything who kept checking her phone; Rachel, a redhead who spoke with a slight Southern accent and seemed genuinely nice; and Carmen, a dark-haired woman who looked like she could bench press a small car. The lone guy was named Blake - tall, quiet, and handsome in that understated way that usually meant trouble.

Evelyn actually believes the poisons are restorative tonics. The Soul-Eater is working well. Her spirit wolf will weaken bit by bit. Soon, both she and her pathetic pup will die screaming.

But we didn't hear her say that hehe. Natpok startled. He was horrified as he watched the skeleton ghost warriors eat the souls of his disciples. "Retreat! Retreat!" Natpok shouted at the top of his lungs. Natpok turned his back on the fight. He knew he could do nothing against the skeleton ghost warriors, who were intangible. Unexpectedly, a Skeleton ghost warrior who went astray with a more stupid face than the others, suddenly appeared in front of him. They stared at each other face to face, he could no longer move due to the shock that stopped his breathing. Natpok didn't notice that the stupid-looking skeleton ghost had touched him, he immediately fainted due to the separation of his so

Under it, we all remained safe until the shaking stopped. The worst was yet to come. An ancient, demonic force was surrounding us. It was beautiful. The lives of thousands of innocent people were poured into it. This beast was the soul eater. The Dragon demon had arrived. From the mouth of the cave, in the middle of the darkness, a pair of evil eyes flashed. From his nose, he exhaled black smoke. Suddenly, the gigantic figure moved. He was heading in our direction. As if pulled by a powerful magnet, the weapons of the horsemen of the apocalypse fell to the ground.

My body casts a long shadow on the sand, but he has no shadow. It’s the Soulkeeper. This isn’t real, I realize with a gasp. ‘Wake up,’ Lila’s distorted voice echoes in my mind. ‘Wake up!’ But I can’t will myself awake. I can’t even move. When I lower my gaze to my feet, I find them buried under dark sand. The Soulkeeper stalks towards me, one of his bony hands dragging a huge fishing net filled with skulls.

Desmond Deville was ranked just under Marcus Novak, which meant he was wealthy and incredibly powerful. My stomach twisted painfully, and I had but a moment’s notice before I was bent over, hurling up the contents of my dinner. My nose burned and my eyes watered, but I couldn’t register the pain over my frantic thoughts. It wasn’t like I hadn’t killed before. Many rogues died during the battle, especially when I used my ability to subdue them. This, however, was confirmation of what I was. A soul-eater. What good could come out of a gift so horrible? What was even worse was how euphoric it felt, how strong and bloated with power I was. Disgust poured from my mouth in the form of acidic vomit

I retort angrily. "BRING THEM IN!" He roars with a grin on his face. Through the doorway, two strong looking and smelling rogues drag in the injured bodies of my mates. "Noo!" I gasp in shock. "Ohhh yes! If you continue to back chat me, they..." He points to my mates. "...will take the brunt. So I'd bite that delectable tongue of yours, Miss Bathas." Slowly, Soul stalks towards me with a chilling look on his face. He kneels down before me. I'm handcuffed and naked, so I can't defend myself.