Eternal Soul Essence Raid Novels & Stories

“Augendae: Spirit Scan” Breath: Revival – This is a unique skill privy to only a few. Revival is just as it name dictates. It could be regarded as an extra life, because it is an extra life. During the first five minutes of death, the owner of this skill would come back to life, reclaiming her soul from the hands of the minions of the Reaper. However, the more frequently one dies, the harder it will be for them to return. For each death means another battle with the Reaper’s minions. And eventually the Reaper himself would come for the soul that constantly evades his bony hands. And when the Reaper comes, no one can save you. Note: This skill isn’t omnipotent. If one attacks the soul directl

Trix refused to roll her eyes at the obvious displeasure his voice held. Rexus was Sapphire born and despised Crimsons. More importantly he was a cold blooded killer, who took pride in his kill. The Crimson Princess and a few Crimson Knights would surely boost his fame and the stench of fear that would go well with his name. He gently took the princess’s soft hand in his rugged palms and kissed it. Her personal guards tensed, their leather coated hands on the hilt of their swords. Trix watch the exchange with curiosity, in a strange way wishing that they would start a fight. Her wish came through when Rexus slipped a ring from the princess’s hand and the sound of metal scraping against metal

The stance mirrored his own: the same broad shoulders, the same subtle tilt of the head. "Kael, your heart rate is spiking," Elara murmured through their bond. She trailed behind, her white hair hidden under a soot-stained hood. "The static in the bond... it's reacting to him." "It's Leo," Kael rasped, barely audible over the hiss of a nearby steam pipe. "I saw him fall into the gorge during the 2021 raid. I thought the humans burned the body." "Aethelgard doesn't burn bodies," Sarah said grimly, not looking up from her scanner. "They recycle them. If he had high-alpha blood, they wouldn't have wasted that DNA."

She turned back to the console, her voice taking on a terrifying, rhythmic cadence. “In three hundred years, the war for resources destroys the planet. Werewolves, the most apex predators, starved first. Our biology requires high energy. To survive, we had to evolve. We merged flesh with tech. We transcended the physical form. But in doing so… we lost something.” She looked at Kai, then back at me. “We lost the spark. The soul. The Essence.” She tapped her chest. “We became immortal, but we became hollow. We started fading. Simply… ceasing to exist. A temporal paradox. We realized that to save our future, we had to return to the source.”

She paused, letting the name settle in the room, then continued. “The purge happened during our most sacred ritual…the Soul Balancing Rite. It occurs only once every five hundred years. We gather in the Heart Temple, deep in the hidden valleys where no outsider had ever stepped. For that ritual, every Oden willingly lets her soul leave her body. Our physical forms remain in a perfect circle, breathing but empty, while our souls rise together to weave and strengthen the invisible threads that keep the realm in balance…light and dark, life and death, magic and nature. It is the only time we are truly vulnerable. The only time we can be killed.”

I turned away, planning to go back to my room to pack my things, but Delroy suddenly grabbed my arm and snarled viciously, "Titus, it's my turn to live forever this time." The moment he said that, I understood what was going on. He had been reborn, too. I looked back at him with a smile. "Then, I hope you get exactly what you want." In my past life, Delroy had only seen the vampire's noble air, the elegant grace, and the promise of immortality. He'd never known that, behind closed doors, she'd nearly drained me to death several times. Since he wanted her so badly, he could be her walking blood bag this time.

Long live the alliance of flesh and soul. THE END

There were the remains of dead Rogue Immortals! Rogue Immortals were Cultivators who had passed the Nascent Soul, Nirvana, Apotheosis and Grand Completion Realms. After the Great Completion Realm, they must survive the Ordeal. If they succeeded, they would turn into real Immortals and soar to Heaven's Realm above. They would be released from the cycles of life and death. They could continue cultivating and become Immortal Lords and God Kings.

The cultivator took a deep breath and said, "The Eternal Sunshine Dimension has five Night Demons. These Night Demons appear whenever darkness falls. Your mission is to defeat these Night Demons. I will give you the cauldron fragment you seek if you vanquish the Night Demons. However, be aware that those who come to the Eternal Sunshine Dimension are all dragon clan cultivators. Every dragon clan cultivator is held in high regard and is expected to leave the lower dimension eventually. It is expected for dragon clan cultivators to advance to the middle dimension or the upper dimension. Therefore, the gravity in the Eternal Sunshine Dimension and the combat power of the Night Demons will adju

As they approached the sacred grounds, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy—an anticipation of the discussions that would shape the future of their kind. The entrance to the elders' sanctum loomed before them, adorned with intricate carvings that told the tales of generations past. Seraphina, her scarlet eyes glinting with a mix of reverence and determination, led the way. Adrian, his werewolf features a testament to the unity forged in recent battles, followed closely, while the hybrid child walked beside them, a living symbol of the prophecies that had unfolded.