Fnaf Souls Novels & Stories

The phone ringing a few times and the trembling voice on the other end. "I'm ready. But I have one last request from you." Allen was silent for a while. He thought. "Say it for the last time!" ".............." Although Altan took a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone, the restlessness within him continued to increase. Now the last fort remained in front of him. If he took that castle, his job would be as easy as ripping a sock. But the job was to take that castle, and that castle was so well guarded. He should have been so prepared. It must have been so strong. That castle was surrounded by strong walls. Even if it was a solid wall, he would burn and destroy those walls. He was going t

“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine. What do you want to eat?” Maria giggled, her fingers stroking his arm as she murmurs something into his ear. Tears threaten to spill, but I refused to let them see me break. I push through the doors, my heels clicking against the marbled floor as I went to the restroom. Inside, I collapse against the sink, sobbing silently. Until a deep, unfamiliar voice broke through my pain. “Hi, I’m Stefan—” I looked up with clouded eyes. “Stefan Andres?!!! CEO of The Wealth Club?!”. I widened my eyes in shock, with my lips parted and looking lost at him.

We had struggled through thick and thin, and just this year, our company had finally started to hit its stride, with revenues crossing the 10-million mark. What a "true love" she had—coming back only when our company became successful! Just as I was thinking this, the screen flickered again, revealing two new lines of text. [The soul-swap system has been activated. You may designate two individuals to swap souls. [Available subjects: Declan, Camilla. Do you wish to swap their souls? Yes. No.] I couldn't wait to see what would happen once the "dream girl" got a taste of Declan's life—his body, his wealth. I'd love to see if she still believed in "true love" then.

Their light was blending into mine, forming a rainbow of emerald-crimson-gold that was pushing back against the indigo dark. "Darlene, the frequency... it’s reading as Spiritual Autonomy!" Leo’s voice rang out, his indigo runes turning a brilliant, celestial sapphire. My son was suspended in the air, his hands moving through the silver-grey neurons as if he were playing a cosmic harp. "The Soul is the Hard-Drive of the Scorned! To break the 106th layer, you have to prove that your soul is Un-Scriptable!". From the center of the white-hot sphere, a figure manifested.

I grabbed a seat at the table, and Jordyn placed a cup of tea in front of me along with grilled cheese and tomato soup. At the sight of the food, my stomach growled. “What's the plan?” I said in between bites. “The strategy involves your return on your 21st birthday adorned with a freshly forged identity. Throughout your two-year tenure within the coven, we will fortify your prowess in both elemental manipulation and psychic aptitude. Upon completion, the esteemed Graeae Sisters will bestow upon you a gift worthy of your arduous journey and newfound mastery.” Headmistress Toya explained. A worthy gift?? A wolf companion???

Everything was going well until something unexpected happened. A skyforge placed in a world ravaged by war and death tried to do collect more energy to revitalize the planet, but it couldn't give anything in return, so it gave away the next best thing: souls. The souls began to infect the forges of countless planets and began to twist them. Before anyone could react, those worlds started to wither and die. When every living organism was gone, the skyforge transferred the souls to the next one like a virus. When it reached our version, countless souls poured into the crust of the planet, but they didn't destroy the world. Instead, a marvelous sight occurred.

Asher agreed while stopping Darlenes hand that was now trying to undo the top button of his shirt. "I invited both of you here tonight so you could meet Stefen and Gustavo before we signed our contract Monday. These two are my most trusted confidantes. They will be the ones overseeing most of the cooporation since I will be too busy with other work matters." Michael stopped speaking as the bartender handed him a drink. He chugged it in one fell swoop before continuing. "While my men are under your wing they will be on their utmost behavior and will go along with anything you say."

The shockwaves formed by the concentration of souls kept rushing into Fane’s soul. Although the activation of the Destroying the Void by Fane withstood the pain brought on by these soul-shockwaves, he was not entirely immune to them. The soul-shockwaves came rushing toward him continuously and caused Fane’s soul to feel waves of stabbing pain.

Jayan snaps back, shoving the ice elemental aside as he continues to track Bethany. He pauses with frustration and swears viciously, rubbing his face. "Her scent is so fucking faint, even though it can't be that long since she passed through here. It's always faint. Why the hell is it so hard to track her?" I imagine it has something to do with where she is from and the fact that she has a Forsoul. I got to know about Forsouls when I read about it in one of my grandfather's hidden libraries. A Forsoul can be used to temporarily replace a sucked-out soul.

Fernando said, looking confident. "Do you have a way of curing my son completely?" Angus asked in surprise. "Of course. It's a piece of cake. Vacant Soul syndrome is a very normal occurrence for geomancers like me," Fernando said, looking rather triumphant. "In your opinion, is there anything I should prepare?" Angus asked anxiously. "Since his soul has gone off, we must make it return to its rightful position. Therefore, we only need a few of the clothes that your son usually wears, after which we'll burn incense and a charm. This will let your son recover fully," Fernando said, chuckling.