Mythical Ghost Novels & Stories

I was a bit surprised at that but I knew he had friends left over from his own Sire days before giving it all up. “Have you ever heard of Ghost?” Milo leaned back in his seat and I wanted to hit that grin off his face. “Ghost is a myth because in reality nobody can be that good, move unseen, unheard and strike so silently that his victims are killed with guards just outside their doors.” Ryder’s tone was low but he clearly didn’t believe that Ghost existed. He had been a hunter too and he used to be one of the best. “There have been enquiries about Ghost. Whoever made them wants to know if Ghost worked for the Unit.” Milo sounded as relaxed as only Milo could.

“The question is if it really matters.” I joined Brett’s surprise at her words. She smiled. “There’s a lot of debate around what ghosts actually are. Are they what’s left of a person’s energy or are they actual souls? If they’re souls, it makes sense to hurry to help them move on. But I’m inclined to agree with my mentor’s theory, that they’re the remaining of people’s egos, not their soul.” “You lost me,” I said.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

In the past thousands of years, numerous cultivators, who intended to pass through the East Continent and South Continent, died in this shortcut. In this place, the miasma sprang up to the sky. There were poisonous bugs ten times more than those on the outside. Besides, some inexplicable existences lived here. For example, the ghosts there could be transformed into loved ones or friends. Also, there were evil spirits with unpredictable tracks, the Walking Corpses with strong evil Qi, mirages that looked like majestic palaces but then immediately became skeleton piles after a closer look, and there were many more such things.

"Luna, Alpha never forgave himself for what he did. I know his actions still haunt him to this day." "And now it haunts him literally - if he's seeing this Cory fellow now," Dimitri intervened. "But why now?" Hazel questioned. She wanted to know why Cory's spirit was there in the Ghostly Plains - it was obvious to her that Zander had never seen a ghost before now. "If my old brain remembers correctly, the Ghostly Plains is filled with traveller spirits and lost souls of all species. They usually don't show themselves to visitors - unless -" Isis paused. "Unless what Isis?" Hazel snapped.

The evolution-fest continued for around two more hours, as the evolutions took some time to end, and after that Chaos wanted to name every single one of these little and measly monsters as well to give them one last boost. Will-o-wisps became Ghosts after the miasma, and after being named each Ghost attained some kind of element, there were Inferno Ghosts that used fire, Storm Ghosts that had wind, Dark Ghosts that could wield darkness, and even the rare Bright Ghost, who could use light! All of them were S-Rank, from measly E-Rank monsters such as Will-o-wisps who can barely hurt a weak orc child, this was a great jump!

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

Everything was a mess! The man immediately turned his face at the little boy. His face darkened. "Tell me, Little Veen, how did I frighten her? I was merely showing her the memories of my real appearance but, I do not understand why she was so frightened and kept denying my existence even in her sleep." He said in dissatisfaction that reflected on his handsome face. The little boy called Veen coughed softly in a polite manner. "Your appearance now is similar to those of what humans called a ghost. You have not fully recovered your body yet, so you cannot do anything. Just let her be for now."

Pulling the reins, we galloped through the valleys and rocky roads. As we got deeper into the valleys, the screaming sounds of dead souls increased. Not to mention some where dead souls of Knights and horses who started chasing her are from back. " They are larger in number. I can't waste my mana on them because more danger is yet to arrive," Martina informed as she increased her speed. " Leave it to us," Xavier and I unsheathed our swords and continuously slashed off the approaching ghosts. It was strange because the ghosts were said to have no bodies.

A place of legend, said to be guarded by ghosts. “Will you help us?” Cassian asked. The elder shook its head. “We do not walk that path. The ghosts there hate all living things. They are the echoes of the first war, the war that made the dragon a keeper. ” It looked at Elidra, pity in its strange eyes. “But you must go. The stone calls to its place of power. And others will follow its call. They are already coming. ” As the elder spoke, Elidra felt a new pain in her chest. Not from the bond. Deeper. In her