Empty Soul 소설 & 이야기

Dani, the kids, several haunting creatures, and an image of a black glass essence sitting on a stone slab beside my lifeless body, the remaining part of my soul, gradually getting sapped out. My eyes shut open before I can figure out more. It’s a warning, with each episode I get, more of my soul is being sucked out and replaced with the darkness ‘He’ so desires to fill me up. And the more I waste time, the more my death drags closer. But ‘He’ wouldn’t kill me before I complete my mission for him, would he? It seems only a few minutes have passed when my eyes finally open. The blizzard is still raging outside the bedroom window, and I’m freezing where I lie coated in a cold sweat on the floor

"What do you usually eat?" Kael was silent for a moment. "I don't require food." "Then what do you run on?" "Negative emotions," his voice was quiet. "Fear. Despair. Anger." I nodded. "Oh. So you're an emotion recycler. Basically, a supernatural social worker." 【Comment 1: A social worker??? Sweetie, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about what 'devouring soul echoes' means?】 【Comment 2: Can't she see it? As Kael talks, the lingering resentment from players who died in fear is getting sucked into his body like black smoke!】

"They know every account, every shell corp, every dirty little secret I've ever buried…" They had been mentally, psychically violated. The new hunter was an entity codenamed the "Soul-Eater," a non-corporeal mind-thief who could steal and consume memories as easily as a common pickpocket lifts a wallet. Its goal was brutally clear: extract the location of the Obsidian Lab and the nature of Jack’s debilitating curse from the minds of his inner circle. "We can't track it," Aaliyah said, her voice laced with a despairing frustration. "There's no energy signature, no physical presence, nothing to lock onto. It's a ghost in the machine of the mind."

" Behind us, Jody's heart-wrenching sobs filled the air. I pushed down the last bit of pain in my chest and walked into the sunset. Chloe, from now on... Daddy is going to live a good life for you in this world. The End

His voice shook as he asked. My breath came out ragged as I felt the hole grow deeper. I felt alone in my own mind, in my own body. I felt nothing. The bond was gone. I couldn’t feel her. Couldn’t feel our connection. I knew it would be different than if she had just died but the emptiness swallowed me. Aamon was barely a footprint, burrowing deep in my mind. We both whimpered as we felt the chasm in our soul break open and begin swallowing us up.

Lilim smiles. - All those who lie dead on the ground, creatures that should belong to the Moon Goddess, but who gave their souls to hell, I will take with me. Their dead flesh will be food for me and my sisters. All who are still alive and walk towards your pack, as they die, I will take them with me to hell, with the same end. Regardless of how long one of them is alive, as they die, their crop and soul belong to hell. Especially this creature that is trapped there. - she points to Dimon - When he dies, his flesh and soul belong to me and my sisters. None of them will have a chance of being forgiven by your Goddess. That's the price I charge to go back to hell. If you choose not to accept i

This was a Wraith. "What have you done, Zora?" Kemi whispered, her sightless white eyes weeping a thin, black fluid that looked like oil. "You’ve broken the first law of the Void. You’ve brought back a soul without a body to anchor it. He’s a hunger now. He’s a siphon that won't stop until the entire sector is empty."

Whether it was heaven, the Netherrealm, or even the 18th Abyssal Tier, he couldn't find where her soul had gone. At that moment, he experienced a feeling he had never felt before. That unprecedented emptiness and loneliness felt like something had been carved out from inside his chest. It wasn't exactly painful—more like tiny needles constantly pricking him, as if they had embedded themselves in his flesh, making it hard to breathe. That was when he realized how incredibly boring it was to be human. It was so boring that he could sit on his throne, looking down at countless evil spirits below, and feel absolutely no interest in any of it.

2015, December 24th, England I stared at the lifeless woman, lying on the cold marble floor, her eyes wide open, and her pupils turned all white from once vibrant blue specs. I covered her naked body which had become pale white, with a white cloth. "Now, you are purified, my love..." I whispered coldly and smiled without humor at the cold body that was once warm with a burning desire for me during our copulation. All humans were born to be filthy and sinful and this lifeless woman was not different. An adulterer. A lustful, dirty woman. The moment she saw my deceitful beauty, she did not hesitate and jumped on my bait even when her husband dearly loved her. She had gotten what she deserved.

But the scary place isn’t as scary anymore, not when I know that there’s a whole wolf pack who would hear my scream and come running to my rescue, when I’m the wolf pack Luna, and a two wolf soul, three if we’re still counting Theo. Theo is the one who got away, I can’t feel him, and lately I’ve been feeling an empty space where his soul used to be, I’ve only learned to recognize those feelings, after a lot of classes with Luna Amelia, she’s a great teacher. If Theo took his soul and left, what does it mean? Is it okay for others to take their souls too? I don’t know what’s going on, but his soul is gone from my heart, and I’m hardly feeling my own soul, maybe I don’t have one, just theirs.