Journey Of Souls Novels & Stories

Only if I had known my soul would have been sold for nothing, I would have ended it. The room hadn't changed a bit all these years. Same dark walls that made the room intimidating and the absolute perfection in the way it was organized just as its owner, hiding all that evil just barely underneath the surface, simmering and waiting for the perfect time to strike its prey. I repressed a shudder and took a seat waiting for him to notice my presence in the room. He was writing in a journal on the desk, I had always wondered what he wrote in there, the number of people he killed, or the latest mission he accomplished?

I gasped, crying out with almost every step, desperately ignoring the sharp blasts of glassy pain in my ankles and knees and hips, ignoring also the things shrieking in the pews. I knew I’d never make it past the flames spreading through the pews to the exit, but I also knew on the other side of the stage, steps led down to classrooms in the basement. A concrete basement, that wouldn’t burn. If I could just get to them, maybe . . . Somehow, I made it to the other side of the sanctuary. Just before I plunged down those steps, I risked a glance over my shoulder . . . You know the story of Lot’s wife, Father?

Eliza POV It's dark. Suffocating, eerily calm, haunting... I feel many emotions again. There are some I cannot place. But they feel... familiar? Familiar, but strangely, it's like those are not mine. I feel my body floating slowly... somewhere. I don't know if it's forward, backward, North, or South. I just feel my body is going somewhere.

Riversane he knew The earth overcrowded With wandering lost souls Because heaven and hell lost control of the universe And humans died left and right No more fights for the 6 feet of land Souls don't sleep, they don't demand Human materialistic things, souls travel through The bookshelves and walls and paintings and halls Because Mr. Riversane didn't claim any souls It took a toll on these spirits that now seemed very lost and cold Except I would not get tossed Like the rest of this tempore Welcome to the Land of the dead This is the story of Pepper Rei. Deadly Fun The days were enough and the nights were too dark To stop Pepper Rei from wandering around the world.

“I won’t let this journey be in vain.” We walked together through the dense woods, my mind racing with what lay ahead. Every step I took felt like it brought me closer to him, but the weight of the unknown was heavy on my shoulders. Lucien was trapped between worlds—his body no longer in this realm, but his soul? His soul still existed, waiting for someone to reach across the void and bring him back. It was a dangerous endeavor, one that no one had attempted before. But I had no choice.

She was someone who had embraced her true purpose without wavering, regardless of the cost. Inspired by her sacrifice, I ventured through the house, following the trail of drifting souls. I stopped fighting my nature. Despite the agonizing pain, I granted passage to spirit after spirit until my physical form finally collapsed. I regained consciousness at the crack of dawn, only to find the dead waiting for me again. They were massive in number—unending. The more I let in, the more appeared. It was a Sisyphean task; my frail body could not survive the sheer friction of so many souls navigating through it to the other side. Moreover, these were not the true threat. The Gashadokuro remained hid

With reverence in their hearts, they entered the shrine's hallowed halls, their footsteps echoing in the silence. Deep within the shrine's heart, they discovered the first God Supreme soul, a shimmering orb pulsating with celestial energy. With gentle hands, they encased the soul in a protective amulet, its radiant glow illuminating their faces. Their mission was far from over, Lady Susan and Ryan bid farewell to the southern wilderness and embarked on their next quest. Their path led them to a world unlike any they had ever seen, a realm of boundless imagination conjured by the enigmatic Wilson.

“The first level asks us if our intentions are pure. I wonder what this level asks us?” As with the first level, the narrow passageway turned sharply to the right. The travelers followed the short path and soon viewed a woman in white robes who was waiting for them. She held a large candle in one hand while the other beckoned the travelers to come forward. “Come closer.” The healer called to the travelers. Casser came forward while Wen and Eldion followed him until they were one step away from the healer. “So, you have reached the second level,” said the healer as she looked at the faces of the three travelers.

How ridiculous! They had ruined me altogether, leaving me with only a battered life that was slowly slipping away. I curled into myself, trying to keep warm. Tears fell silently onto my body. I didn't know where I was. And even if I did, I had no means of moving. All I could do was wait for death to claim me. As the end neared, images from my past flashed through my mind. But I wasn't ready to die yet. Not like this, at least!

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'