Haruto Spirit Chronicles Novels & Stories

They moved as one, anticipating each other's moves, countering the Shadow Magus and their minions with unwavering resolve. Amidst the chaos, an ear-shattering roar erupted from the depths of the chamber. The ground trembled beneath their feet as the Spirit of the Sacred Grove materialized—a majestic, ethereal creature with glowing green eyes and a crown of vines adorning its head. "The time has come for balance to be restored," the Spirit's voice echoed throughout the chamber, resonating with a power that commanded attention. "Amelia, Alpha of the Moonfire Pack, and Leo, Alpha of the Sunstrike Pack, join hands and embrace the harmony between your packs."

As soon as Dark Phoenix appeared, she asked, "Why didn't you capture him and force him to reveal the location of the manuscript?" Balaro smiled and said, "Wait a moment; someone hasn't arrived yet." Dark Phoenix was stunned as if realizing who it was. Then, she looked at Matilda, who was in a kimono. Balaro introduced Hanako Kyogishi as his spirit wife. Dark Phoenix was taken aback because a spirit wife was a high-level familiar for Mystics in Saffronesia! To have a spirit wife, one must first find the reincarnation of their deceased wife; only then would it be possible.

I screamed again, seeing who was above me. I stood up, looked around, and looked for Violet. There are many strange creatures here. The man who almost stepped on me is a demon! Belly down in the shape of a human, but he is a centaur with four legs. The girl sitting not far from Violet was even worse off. She is a mermaid incarnation, but she has a head with snake hair. "There are a lot of demons!" I screamed while running towards Violet. "Kei, you're just drunk; there's no stealth here!" screamed Violet with wide eyes.

"Peace? There can be no peace until justice is served! I will not rest until my tormentors pay for their sins!" Alpha Leori's eyes narrowed, his mind racing to unravel the spirit's past and unearth the truth behind its relentless fury. "Tell us, spirit, who wronged you? Let us hear your story. Perhaps together, we can find a way to bring about resolution and end this cycle of suffering." The spirit hesitated for a moment, as if contemplating Alpha Leori's words. And then, in a whisper that carried the weight of centuries, it began to recount a tale of betrayal, deceit, and a life cut short in the cruelest of manners.

I sliced through them, spinning as I dodged another attack. I needed space. I slammed my palm into the ground, sending out a pulse of Spirit Force. The hands crumbled. Charon stumbled back. I leapt into the air, flipping, and landed behind him. My blade slashed his back. Black smoke poured out. He hissed. "Good. Fight harder. It makes their souls scream." He raised his staff again. This time, blue fire burst from it. It twisted into snakes, each one hissing and biting. I ducked, rolled, then sent out a wave of heat from my core. The snakes exploded.

“I know it’s not Frindom’s turn, but you did take the place of another, right?” “No, I just leapt on his back.” Nya looked at Slate for only a moment, seeing the expression on his face that said he was about to interject himself into their conversation. “Leapt on his back and prevented him from accepting the donation from the other kingdom?” Gavin asked. Nya half shrugged. “I suppose so. He still could’ve collected that fellow if he wanted to.” “No, I couldn’t have,” Slate said, finally joining into their discussion. “The rules prevent me from taking more than one soul with me on each monthly flight.”

I ask. "I thought Zari was teaching you." "She is but I've heard that you're the best archer since the spirits walked the earth." He glances sideways at me then frowns down at his hands. "The spirits still walk the earth," he murmurs. "Wait what?" He shakes his head. "I'm sorry I don't do archery anymore." "What do you mean the spirits still walk the earth?" I repeat, confusion swirling in my mind. He lets out a heavy breath. "Sometimes the spirits reincarnate, and a Fury can end up with a dragon that is much more powerful and knowledgeable than it should be because it's actually several centuries—even millennia old."

All his strength came out of his palms along with the spirit energy of more than 60,000 warriors and finally pushed the giant spirit ball towards Sarakuth. "No !! It can't be !!" Sarakuth shouted as he was slowly destroyed by his own special energy attack. After his body was crippled due to the force of Jin's combined spirit ball and black lightning, the spirit ball plunged out of the earth with his body and went straight towards the sun so he was burned and disappeared along with his ashes.

Every step produced a resonance not of this world. Around him, the seven spirits of the War Arcs appeared one by one from the still-smoldering embers. They bowed, did not speak, and they did not dare look directly at him. “Rise,” Rayden’s voice sounded soft, but it echoed through the entire room like a command written in the sky. One by one, the spirits stood, bowing their heads, then raising their hands. In each palm, a glowing ancient symbol appeared like flame forming the shape of a spell.

Glory was the next one to go “I was born a duel spirit; I was born with both the ability to control lighting and snow and ice. But I can also control earth, water, and fire, I guess I can go with the flow, be headstrong and not think before doing things at times. It's a lot more fun that way.” Paul looked reluctant to go like he was not going to like the question that Jake was going to ask next. “Well I was born a Shadow sprit user, but I also mastered all the other spirits, when something like that happens wolves are called Master spirits because they know all the spirits even the rare ones.” Jake looked at him and you could swear that you could see jealously in his eyes.