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And she can’t keep her eyes open, but then something happens that Elsa will never believe she can do. Her soul left her body, but her conscience wasn’t felt. It is an unbelievable thing or power. Now her soul saw the person, and it is a shadow that she encountered on the night of the coronation. Her soul flew at the shadow, making it step back. Though it doesn’t have eyes or a face, its gaits can tell it got scared by the soul. It was the woman’s soul whose throat was in his whip.

the older man snapped his finger, "you're still alive, dead spirit doesn't have energy colour like yours." So the older man found a protection spell from gods, then he saw Henry's soul was still connected to the world, meaning he was still alive. Henry looked at the toes of his shoes which looked dirty with dust and mud, his heart was beating fast. He could feel the pulse in his neck and the pounding of his heart beating against his ribs. "I- I'm still alive?" "Maybe the answer you are looking for is your memory and where is your body now," Tania's father's statement made Henry's thoughts swirl and feelings mixed.

I carefully open my eyes, and gasp as I take in my surroundings. I'm in a dark and dingy room. One little lamp in the corner and nothing else. It's dirty and stinks like urine. It plays at my overly sensitive stomach. I look down and see a number of fresh bruises coating me... what? I'm naked! Shit!! A large steel door swings open with a bang, and in walks none other than Soul. He must be here to take my soul! He gives an evil grin at me, throwing and catching a shiny silver gun.

I carefully open my eyes, and gasp as I take in my surroundings. I'm in a dark and dingy room. One little lamp in the corner and nothing else. It's dirty and stinks like urine. It plays at my overly sensitive stomach. I look down and see a number of fresh bruises coating me... what? I'm naked! Shit!! A large steel door swings open with a bang, and in walks none other than Soul. He must be here to take my soul! He gives an evil grin at me, throwing and catching a shiny silver gun.

"I am my genius father. You are so slender, so elegant. I am so lucky to have a thoughtful father like you. I'm glad you're my father. I'm glad I'm your daughter. I'll kiss you when you come, and it's huge!" He quickly stood up and threw everything on the table to the floor. He still wasn't dead! Again he succumbed to his helplessness! Even when he killed his daughter with his own hands, he had never been this helpless... The fire inside him would not go out no matter what he did. Because he knew that only the last thing called death could put out that fire. Only those who were not helpless would do it. That fire in the helpless would burn until death, and it would burn like hell... Just lik

I became so stiff buckling so hard. It was so intense, I felt like my soul left my body and went to heaven. I saw stars behind my eyelids so bright, blinding me. " I am never going to forget this beautiful sight which I am seeing today," Ezra said in awe with big eyes grinning sheepishly. " Woowww, just wowww." I can't even form words properly due to the first orgasm of my life. I pulled my body in a sitting position and I can see the desire in Ezra's eyes and how he is holding himself from devouring me right now. He has given me the best orgasm of life and I want to give him something best too.

Sarah who had stood from her seat stepped forward so she was standing chest to chest with Asher now. "Listen to me carefully." She purred placing a hand on his shoulder. "You're precious woman is in much deeper than you could even begin to imagine." Impossible. Everything coming out of this woman's mouth was just her own delusion, it had to be. The thought kept Asher grounded as he tried to process everything. "You're just trying to screw with my head." He insisted trying to keep his voice confident, but try as he might the doubt he was feeling bled through.

“Pull! Now! Or it’s gone!” Avery gritted their teeth, digging deep. They visualized the soul’s light, imagined it as something human, something alive and begging not to be lost. They yanked, tugging with every ounce of strength they could muster. The threads flared, wrapping the soul tighter, drawing it toward them. For a moment, hope. The soul’s chaotic form began to solidify, glowing steadily, as if recognizing Avery’s pull. Victory seemed close, so close they could taste it.

Arram sped into the hut and met the reaper, pointing his stick at Desdemona to take her soul out. “No!” Arram yelled. He ran to stop the reaper, but the soul was already out of Desdemona’s body before he could reach him. Arram grabbed the soul before it entered the reaper’s soul sack, but it flooded out of his hand like water poured into a basket. The soul came together and fell into the soul sack. Arram held him tight in his arms and tried to snatch the soul’s sack, but the reaper passed through his body and came out from behind.