Empty Soul Novels & Stories

where the spirit didn't outrun the bone, and the bone didn't crush the spirit. "The 'Friction' has become 'Fluid'," Kiri noted, her essence now residing in a specialized "Maintenance-Sphere" that drifted through the trade routes. She monitored the "Soul-Oil" levels, which remained at a "Steady-State" of three-thousandths of a soul-unit. "We’ve optimized the struggle, Elen. The 'Work' is efficient, the 'Soot' is managed, and the 'Life' is long. For the first time, the Multiverse feels... 'Safe'."

“Gods… Ragnor, that’s—” “The Hollow.” My voice came out as a low growl, steady despite the icy dread crawling up my spine. Valkyrie turned to me, her eyes searching mine for confirmation—for denial. But I had none to give. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “It can’t be.” It was. The Hollow was more than just a spirit. It was a force beyond this world, a parasite that didn’t just consume bodies—it devoured souls, leaving nothing but an empty, twisted husk behind. A fate worse than death.

Well, almost empty if not for us: Noah, Lowan, Maura, Cass, the arnis guy, another guy in a butler outfit, a girl in a maid's outfit holding a bow and arrow, a girl with a high ponytail equipped with a sword that looked like a katana, and me. There were three more beasts waiting for us on the yard. I bet the masked cosplayers were holding them off as the arnis dude came for us. The creature that chased us just emerged from the building entrance with an arrow on its head. We were surrounded by four beasts as huge as hippos. I didn't have any choice. I had to de-soul. De-souling is when I materialize my soul so that my body would be an empty vessel for the dark. Most people cannot de-soul so w

But she couldn't mourn her camera's ultimate demise as she wasn't even getting herself. A few seconds later, Dina got herself back, holding her head she shook it vigorously to shake off her dizziness, she had always been abnormal anyways in that she had never gotten sick before so she wasn't surprised she hadn't gotten a headache in all this drama. Dina looked around the area she was in, an orange-like space with nothing but her in it... "Hi, welcome to your soul space, since you're extreme yang, instead of the usual yellow for D-rank, you get an orange, I am your system and I am known as Zero-one, a pleasure to be acquainted with you," Zero-one said in a monotone voice.

Her soul, aching. Empty. And finally… alone. Truly, devastatingly alone.

one The young man's cold voice rang in the room, while the cold breeze of autumn was much warmer and warmer than his voice. He had already slammed the door and left without his mother needing to speak to his father. While Nevra and Altan looked after their son with sad eyes, Altan turned his full eyes to the window next to his bed: one

He just studied every inch of her body and only when his gaze stopped on her eyes did he rest his head on her shoulder and close his eyes. "Is this your room?" "Yes. Do you like it?" "I just don't have the right words." "Now, it all belongs to you." "Everything?" "Yes." Now, Celeste was the simplest girl. She laughed and dreamed and rejoiced at this turn of events. Dropping her shoes off, she sat more comfortably on the bed, hugging Adelard and looking out the window, which was hidden behind elegant tulle. "You know, sometimes I felt like my whole life had no meaning. Sometimes, I felt like I kept dying. Over and over again. And that feeling wouldn't let me rest. Sometimes, I didn't even kno

Eventually, the two halves will become whole… with a single intimate act. Based on a nosey young girl’s questions on the matter, it was found that soulmates could feel each other when in the same vicinity. A beacon, of sorts. This beacon draws them closer until they find each other. This pulsating warmth, that thumps relentlessly in the chest of the pairs,… is an encouraging nudge to follow the bond to their destined mate. This is often used to draw two souls together across distance, but it does not dim after this initial meeting. It grows stronger until one half of the pair can find the other half—no matter where they are. Although this warmth is able to be ignored, the loss of warmth leav

And suddenly I feel it Not hunger. Not rage. Sorrow Infinite sorrow. The Hollow trembles violently. And for the first time in eternity The Devourer begins to cry too

I opened myself to it, to the void-touched version of my soul. The entity surged forward hungrily—and then stopped, confusion radiating from it. *You are not fighting?* "No," I said. "I am listening. Show me what you really are." Images flooded my mind. Not hunger and destruction, but loneliness. The entity was a fragment of myself that had been cast into the void during my first death. It had been alone in that cold emptiness, watching parallel versions of myself live and love and die, unable to reach any of them.