Neon Souls Novels & Stories

There are also dangers attracted to the nectar, it will be easy for every powerful entity to locate you just like I did. "What is the soul nectar?" I asked her again. The Soul Nectar is a small black device that was forged by the first Smith. The Soul Nectar held a huge and unlimited amount of power. It is the source of strength, power, and vitality for Smith. With the soul nectar in their possession, they are invisible, and they can forge any weapon of their choice through the nectar. Not only that, nobody is invisible to the weapons forged from the nectar, not even you. "

In their homeworld of Triton, they lived in islets surrounded by a vast dark blue ocean that were occasionally disturbed by the storm that came from the grey cloudy skies. Here, however, was a desert that changes color depending on where the sun would stop at a given time. In the horizon, it would be purple. If the sun was at zenith point, it was light tan but when the sun sets and paved way for the moon to shine, it was green. The Solar ADF had grown on calling it 'Neon Desert', for some reason.

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"Why do you say that? Do you want to hurt me? But you haven't succeeded! I love you. I've always loved you. And I don't care what you are, what your past is. I just love your existence. I just love what you are, I love you for being born into this world." Celeste lowered her eyes down and clenched her hands in her fists and said, "I've seen too much death and too much suffering. My soul is black and there is no room in it for love. My heart has long been destroyed. Do you want to love someone like me?" Still on his knees, he bent even lower and looking at her little feet, which were in old shoes, said, "Both in darkness and in daylight, among evil and good, among the living and dead, I love

Unfortunately, that is how the world works – sometimes in inexplicable ways. Even with all the power I possess, I am not allowed to intervene. Yes, even a being like me has a boss to answer to. People aware of the inner workings of this complex universe refer to me as the Light. An all-knowing being. I see everything you see. Hear everything you hear. Feel everything you feel. I'm an immortal empath and the keeper of souls. The one humans seek guidance from. You see, we are all connected. Every plant. Every animal. Every human being. Every soul. Connected by an invisible thread, to me, the light. Sadly, only a few will come to understand this fact and their true purpose in this universe. Onl

Never bother with authority as if it didn't exist, at least not to them. Charlie nodded, he could see the innocent excitement on her face. He smiled in amusement, "Let's do this," he said and pushed the double door in. "Do you know where you are? You're in the jungle ... baby ... You're gonna die ...." The song was played on the first floor of The Silver Tongue, everyone was screaming when the laser show started. Neon sticks glowed in the dark, it was 12, that's when the nights began at everyone's place to be.

​The Neutral Zone was a chaotic, beautiful riot of flickering neon and stagnant filth. The heavy, cloying smell of cheap synthetic meat and ionized ozone filled the stagnant air, creating a sharp, sickening contrast to the crisp scent of pine and damp earth we had left behind in the forest. We pushed our way into The Den, a notorious sub-level bar where the bass from the music was loud enough to vibrate the very bones in my chest. The patrons here were mostly ghosts of their former selves, too high on "Glow"—a terrifying new street drug made from distilled, illegally harvested wolf-blood—to even care who walked through the heavy iron door.

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

"Why is that?" "Necros are basically a part of one's soul, you are aware of strange quarks right? Your soul is like a vessel for strange quarks, the stronger the soul, the more strange quarks or necros you can absorb." "So what are you doing right now?" "I am cultivating my soul power to buy necros and absorb them." I was dumbfounded and lost my control that I stood up and shook his shoulders and shouted, "What? Is that really possible?" I saw everyone awkwardly gazed at me. I lowered my voice and bowed to each of them, "Sorry."

TIME: DAY 19 OF EXILE, 13:00 HOURS. LOCATION: SECTOR 6 - THE NEON SQUARE. STATUS: RESPITE. The Neon Square was designed to be a monument to corporate invincibility. It was an expanse of flawless white marble and polished chrome, larger than four city blocks, bordered by high-end luxury boutiques and manicured, synthetic botanical gardens. Now, it looked like the staging ground for the apocalypse.