Galactic Soul Novels & Stories

that was a direct link to the entropy of the deep galaxy. "The 150th chapter is a fallacy," the Echo resonated, its voice the sound of wind in a dead forest. "The North has achieved its purpose. You have proven that the Soul can be integrated. Now, the experiment must be Archived. To remain in the physical is to invite decay. Return to the Null, Conductor. Return to the state of Infinite Potential where nothing hurts because nothing is real." "No," I said, my amber eyes flaring with a hard, defiant light.

Unfortunately, that is how the world works – sometimes in inexplicable ways. Even with all the power I possess, I am not allowed to intervene. Yes, even a being like me has a boss to answer to. People aware of the inner workings of this complex universe refer to me as the Light. An all-knowing being. I see everything you see. Hear everything you hear. Feel everything you feel. I'm an immortal empath and the keeper of souls. The one humans seek guidance from. You see, we are all connected. Every plant. Every animal. Every human being. Every soul. Connected by an invisible thread, to me, the light. Sadly, only a few will come to understand this fact and their true purpose in this universe. Onl

Her legs wrap around my waist and her hips meet mine in a passionate rhythm. She lets out a soft sob and I look down at her. She wasn't crying because of pain, but of pleasure. I felt it too, the intimate connection between us, a connection I never felt with Jess. I loved her, yes, but this feeling was different. It felt as if my soul was blending with Kelly's, as if it were two pieces of a puzzle coming together. Tears roll down both our cheeks and I kiss her passionately. Her hands grasp at my short hair as she moans through her sobs. Moments later we came in unison and it was the best orgasm I ever had with someone else.

“Not all places on earth are inhabited by Holy Spirits. The Holy Spirit is a gift from God for lands that are ruled justly and prosperously. We didn't just choose anyone to revive. I chose you, and for that you should be grateful, not angry!” “I didn't give you permission to choose me! Get out of the way, I'll go with Uncle Yuan!" Zhou Fu moved to fend off the Holy Spirit Girl's hand that was blocking his way to a fairly large black door. The Holy Spirit said that if the black door is the gate of death, the person behind the gate, the soul has been separated from the body, while Zhou Fu, Zhou Fu is still not inside the gate of death.

She laced her fingers with my own before pecking my lips. “Your gift is called Soul Manipulation. I’ve only read about it in ancient texts of your species. Your goddess and our gods were allies. There was a great war on the horizon, and our gods warned her about it. They were not allowed to aid her more than that lest it throw off the balance of fate. So, she found the worthiest of her creation and gave him a gift that she created to be the most powerful gift ever created. The war was won, not without its casualties, but won, nonetheless. She knew how dangerous the gift could be in the wrong hands, so she took back the gift but vowed that she would find a permanent vessel for it who she coul

He smirks at me, turning to face me, crossing his arms over his chest. “The mark for death isn’t like a rash, or a mate mark. The mark of death is a taint on the victim’s soul. It corrupts them, so it makes it easier for the guardian to find them and take them out. But the guardian won’t just kill them, the guardian will consume the victim’s soul and will take it back to the one who made the mark. Can I remove it? Yes, I can, but it will come with a cost.” I look at Gaia and she shifts in her seat and Kronos notices it.

"There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network." From the days she's spent meditating and the information being forced into her head, Nya had discovered that Hyperion was a vast region of space, spanning over an entire galaxy and was always in a constant state of political flux. It was primarily populated by two distinct classifications of beings; the omen and the fae.

“He will reveal his name to you only when he’s ready.” I purse my lips for a moment. “Can you make him a bit nicer, at least? He didn’t even tell me what to do next.” “I have no control over his ways of dealing with you, Soul 113,” he says. “gods do not interfere with the guides' relationship with souls. But I will leave you with this: only a soul with a true will to live defeats death. You do not need a spirit or their guidance. Let your will to survive be your guide.”