Body Without A Soul Novels & Stories

"Are you going or not? Otherwise, it won't be in time." Palomas Blancas hesitated, the God of Fire León de Fuego quickly lifted the Césped Verde and used magic to take out her soul from the body, controlling it in his hand. "If you don't go I can't keep her soul." The soul has left the body, if it cannot find a new body, it will disappear into the air. Palomas Blancas didn't dare to think about the results, and she rushed through the human world space, she found a woman who had just died of poisoning.

I only knew this because my mom had told me about a forbidden spell that could be used when two Gods had a soul bond and one of the souls died or lost connection somehow. As soon as the soul lost connection someone would start up the forbidden spell causing the soul missing it's other half to leave the Gods body to go and search for the missing half. The soul would become lost searching forever for the connection it longs for. Unless I got lucky which was rare, I would be soulless forever. Someone could control me and I wouldn't be able to do nothing because I would be a shell of myself. Emotionless. The only solution is death. The two parts of me would reconnect. My life would be meaningles

Soul Corona A human body in perfect resonance with its spirit. Two halves of the same essence, separated by the cruel expanse of time, destined to reunite. In the spirit world, the concepts of birth and death blur into insignificance. Salvation is rare, a distant whisper. Only by finding its Soul Corona can a spirit break free. The body it was always meant to inhabit. The odds? One in a thousand billion. A near impossibility. It is said that when a spirit is born into its Soul Corona, escape is impossible. That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death.

I don’t know… I heave a heavy breath and stare up at the stark white ceiling. As I stare at it blankly, my mind goes to the usual thinking again. They took everything. Thorn Clan. They took everything. How is it like to live without a soul? How is it like to breathe without a life? How is it like to scream without a voice? How is it like to bleed without a wound? It must be damaging, it must be hurtful, it must be brutal, it must be traumatic.

' look. 'We're all souls now, no? Why would you expect a ghost to bleed and get cuts? Or feel uncomfortable?' They have no mortal bodies so they could not get hurt. 'Really. This old man knows how to use this world's common sense in a weird way. It's not like being a mortal is all about getting pains and troubled by worries.'

By making love to each other ,not only their bodies but their souls become one. Dhruv never expected to get married and fall in love .He thought that he wasn't lucky and his tainted soul didn't deserve love . After Dhruti entered his life everything got changed. She loved him for the person he was...she understood his worth and he was a diamond. The way he accepted her childishness, her non stop blabbering and her short tempered nature ,She can't help but thank God enough for making him her life partner. It was the story of those untainted souls who suffered---- Dhruv ,Shrestha and Dharam.

What if the Laws of Life and Death had been comprehended by the Selfish Titan King? “Guess I’d have to think about that later,” Mane shook his head. “Yeah. Your friends are out. It’s time to leave.” ***************************** The soul was a mysterious thing, and only a few people understood even a fraction of its power. And the space in which a soul resided in the body was even more difficult to discern. Deep within Mane’s body, there was a vast space. This space was huge, and was like a universe itself. There was no light, only darkness. It was gloomy, and every other law was absent. It looked empty, yet it wasn’t completely empty. For there was a lone throne in this dark space. Upon the

I asked. He replied, "She's almost at the limit. She only has about a minute left before she's actually deemed dead, but that will never happen if I can't find her soul. Her body will never get any rest and will convulse even after death; it will look for its soul until the body becomes restless and collapses from fatigue. The body will then pour huge amounts of despair & hatred into the air, affecting its surroundings and unbalancing the spirits of the world." "Well she should be dead by now with your speech." I shrugged.

“The weakness… it’s just his body reacting to what’s happening underneath. But the body isn’t the real problem.” He stopped for a moment. “If this keeps going, his soul will break down first. And once that happens…” He didn’t finish right away. He didn’t need to. “…even if we keep his body alive, he won’t come back. You’d be looking at an empty shell. No mind. No awareness.” No one spoke after that. The room felt smaller somehow. Suffocating. And for the first time, the danger we were facing stopped feeling like a distant threat.

she said handing me a beautiful pink bottle that had glowing yellow stars. "What's this?"I asked. "That's your father's soul. You have to keep it safe." "And where's his body?" "It vanished in thin air." "Vanished? But why?" "Your dad's soul has gone into a deep slumber so his body had to vanish since it couldn't be tapped together with his soul into the soulbottle. Bodies are useless without souls that's why. And your father was a demon. His body can't be buried, maybe that's why it vanished."she explained.