His Soul Is Marching On To Another World Novels & Stories

I was running in a world so dark; so cold A world which felt like a prison A world voided of meaning and comfort A world that ran parallel to Terra Australis I was running in a world so eerie; so mysterious A world whose floor is nothing but stone filled with water that got deeper with every step A world that will snatch you of calm and reason A world that reflected true silence I was running in a world so dark; so desolate A world that kept secrets A world that covered its true purpose beneath its aquatic sheets

“William, our souls has been split. Neither can return until we are one again. Our Sotiria is coming, she will help. Until then this is goodbye.” My heart breaks as I see Mars run away into the distance, I don’t allow myself to blink until he disappears. Tears stream down my face as the flowers continue to wither away, I look around trying to find healthy ones. Hoping that the ones that look healthy will lead me back to my body and bring Mars and I back together.

« I don’t care anymore about such things. I don’t look back a lot, you know, I’ll have neck pain if I do so and it’s such a pain in the ass. » « Marlad, a spirit of shadows, is after all this. He lures unfortunate souls into this abyss to consume their souls. He is probably having hard times dealing with your body. He must separate your soul from it, but you’re a Grande. It won't be easy. » I melted the lock and walked inside. I sat down in front of him.

Because suddenly we understood where this was going. "The Spirit Realm processes those souls." His voice lowered. "It determines where they go next." The frozen employees around us suddenly looked much more frightening. "If the realm collapses..." Chaos swallowed. "...those souls won't move on." Silence. Absolute silence. Marcus looked pale. Hunter looked horrified. I felt cold. Very cold. Chaos continued anyway. "They will return to Earth." The words echoed through the empty office. "Not reborn." My blood ran cold. "Not reincarnated."

“Something I never forgot. F.E.A.R. You either Forget Everything And Run… or you Face Everything And Rise.” Cheyenne lifted her head. “Today we didn’t run,” Tora continued. “We stood at the edge of the end of the world… and we’re still here.” “We rose,” Gunner said, stepping forward. “Then let’s keep rising,” Chelsea added. “For the world, for the packs, the covens, the broods, the thunders, the odysseys—for everyone who doesn’t even know how close they are to being lost.” Isolde smirked. “I’d rather die rising than live on my knees.”

It was real. “T..that , we’re not on earth anymore and we travelled through some portal to get here.” “Close. We are on earth, it’s just a parallel universe.” He placed the claw of his index finger on my forehead, scraping it slightly starting from the centre to the side of my forehead. Slowly, he brings it down to my sideburn, leaving a trail of blood. “And you two dumbfucks might just be the first species to cross the portal in over a century”

“WELL, WELL, WELL—I'M GOING TO BE CHOOSING THE BEST COUPLE FOR TONIGHT’S SHOW TO COME GIVE US SOME SMOOOOTH MOVES.” This. This is what life outside Michael’s world feels like. I feel like I’ve been in chains for years. Even though I’m not completely free yet, nothing compares to this sense of liberation. “I SEE THEM! EVERYONE, MAKE WAY FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL IN L.A, THE LADY IN THE SHINY RED DRESS AND HER MAN IN A BLACK SUIT!!!” I turned around in search of the couple, but immediately froze the moment the light dropped on us.

Maverick pov The vague chanting becomes louder until it all there is. I loose all sense of time and space. I can no longer sense Gunner or my body. When the chanting ceases I find myself in a barren landscape. Drums of souls are all walking in the same direction, whilst others mill around. This is the soul plain, where souls wait until their bodies have been sent off. Releasing their soul and allowing the soul to move on into the afterlife.

That deal was his father and that family… He had consoled himself by saying that nothing could be worse than this, but his current situation was looking for his old self! one He closed his eyes. While his father's words rang in his mind, the words they read flashed before his eyes... How could a father do such a thing and pay the price for it himself. He would now pay for the mistakes of his ancestors in the past… He opened his eyes. He looked at the vast earth. This time, it wasn't the arid lands he saw. This time he saw nothing. It was just helplessness he felt... It was a helplessness beyond the helplessness he thought he was living in his life... This was not desperation... It was

He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.” “W-what do you mean?” his nervousness started to cripple his body. He sighed in frustration, "It seems that I have no choice but to tell you," he walked towards him, "Chaos and destruction are on their way to hunt you so you need to prepare for what's coming. Always remember that you are the key." Shawn shakes his head in disagreement, "I don't understand what you're talking about. You must be mistaken." The man smiled again at him, “You’ll know soon enough, but it’s time for me to go so I’ll see you a