Corrupted Soul Novels & Stories

Queen Mother Isadora said, her spirit somehow manifesting from whatever hell had claimed her, "that I would let you have peace? If I could not rule, then nobody will." The golden entity's form flickered with alarm. "That is impossible. She is dead. Her soul was consumed by shadow demons." "Not consumed," Isadora's ghost said with terrible triumph. "Transformed. And I have been growing stronger in the dark, waiting for this exact moment." The memory-flower's roots began to blacken as her corrupted essence poured into it. "She is trying to poison the nexus point," the Chaos Eternal said urgently. "If she succeeds—" "Everything we created becomes corrupted," I finished. "The new reality we are

"DISEASE. FAMINE. WAR. THE DEVOURER OFFERED SALVATION. ETERNAL LIFE. ENDLESS POWER." "At the cost of your soul!" "SOULS ARE WEAKNESS. WE TRADED MORTALITY FOR INFINITY." The creature laughed. "YOUR PURIFICATION CANNOT WORK BECAUSE THERE IS NO VICTIM INSIDE. WE ARE EXACTLY WHAT WE WISHED TO BECOME." Jack's mind raced even as his body fought. The golden light freed trapped consciousnesses—but if the original personality had embraced corruption willingly, there was nothing to free. He needed a different strategy.

* The revelation of why the 'Pieces' turned like that made all the people inside the room freeze, Sirzechs, Grayfia, Azazel, and Michael were the most affected ones. *Since the 'Juggernaut' was stopped then I should have become better?... wrong. Everything just became shit!* *At that moment the 'Evil Pieces' inside my body were further corrupted, and they became eight malicious spots which devoured my body and 'Life Force' constantly. I named those eight spots 'Corruption', but if you think that was the worst think again! * - Ise kept throwing jabs at everyone, they didn't even know what to do.

“Then, just like in the past, you are still this loop’s known Maiden.” Kyle whispers to himself as he watches the scene unfolds with his eyes. With the same old tune and works that this loop and the very last didn’t change from. He draws his signature sinister smile knowing that darkness and the fight never ended. “It will never end, as long as there are beings who are corrupted and continue to be corrupted by the sins.” He proudly claims as he is a corrupt soul himself. Now with that fact on hand and the dread that still roams around the future and the last loop that they will all enter. He realizes one thing.

But I could not hear properly anymore. Because the corruption was out. I saw it.. Floating above me like living darkness. Writhing. Screaming. Sora lunged instantly. The wolf roared with enough force to shake the palace as blue-and-gold magic slammed directly into the corruption. And this time, it had nowhere to run. The darkness convulsed violently. Then it simply shattered. It did not explode or dissipate.. just shattered.. Like glass breaking apart beneath unbearable force. The corruption let out one final horrific scream…then disappeared completely.

A chilly smile touched my lips as I uttered the words “Resilience can be broken. Moreover spirit can become corrupted. Something that gets to her heart is what we need. She wants to leave but she is unable to do so. or makes her want to stay but is unable to do so. A dilemma. Whatever route she chooses it will ultimately lead to disaster.” With my weight the leather creaked softly as I leaned back once more. “We might not have to get rid of her completely. Maybe we just have to make sure she's incapable… turned out to be ineffective.” Perhaps a figurehead but one devoid of agency. A puppet. My puppet. The only sound coming from the informants prolonged silence was the soft hum of the air con

Alicia burst into another round of tears and Immediately, Samson hugged her in a flash into his embrace because she was crying seriously this time. "Are you going to be ok?" She asked crying even more. Samson kissed on her hair and made her to look at him. 'I promise, I would be fine!" "Ok... but what is a corruption and what damage does it cause?" Alicia still wanted to know. "Ok... the substance in the syring was a [Pytelaphil] and the corruption is created by a wild beast. It's a fiend. Actually this creature is the corruption itself and they must have torn it's skin and taken the fluid to inject on me. The corruption does so many things, it blocks one's memory. I might forget anyone... i

“Entire sections are missing from the pathway alignment.” I looked back at Henry. “If this were ordinary corruption damage, his system should be stabilizing by now,” I said quietly. “But something is disrupting the recovery process.” A team member frowned. “Disrupting it, how?” I shook my head once. “I don’t know yet.” My eyes drifted back to Henry. “But I think part of his soul structure was altered before we entered his system.” Elder Anna finally looked away from the readings. Her voice was low. “Prepare another full examination.”

The reflection in the mirror pressed. Without hesitation, he grabbed an overdose of the medication which he held in his hands, and grabbed a glass of water. Just when he was about to gulp it down his throat, a voice shouted from the mirror again. “ Why do you want us to end like this?” This made him stagger backward at the spot. It was another reflection of himself– a calmer one with eyes full of guilt and regrets. One which yearns for a chance to correct his errors. “ I will be waiting for you.” Alixies's last words re-echoed and the voice from the mirror pressed on.

His gap-toothed smile gleams under the dim lighting, glowing in admiration for her jokes. She must be hilarious. Perhaps, a comedian. And me? Well, just a drained puppet, strings cut loose, waiting to collapse. It’s been over an hour, and we haven’t exchanged a single word. My presence here feels suffocating, like an unwanted shadow. I remember all the times I confronted him. And yet, he always twisted it around, making me believe I was overthinking. He said I was being insecure. That Maria was just a friend. That I needed to trust him.