Oblivion Where Spirits Have Lease Novels & Stories

Bound by the Soul-Oath, bound by duty, and bound by the ghosts of their past. --- The afternoon sun was high when the final match of the tournament began. The crowd roared as two soldiers faced off, their swords raised in a show of strength. But as the battle raged on, Selene felt a disturbance in the air—a shift in Kael’s energy that tugged at her like a magnetic force.

"At the time, I was dealing with a traitor. That man wasn't saying a line when he asked you for help. He was really begging for help. What you touched wasn't fake blood either. It was real blood." My eyes slowly widened, but Theodore continued. "When Nora pushed you in, I was planning to deal with you too because that involved family secrets. Outsiders couldn't be allowed to see it. The first thought that came to mind was… Which of the many islands in the Southern Isles should I send you to." I quickly shrank back and wrapped myself under the blanket.

Brandon begins to say some funny but dangerous words with his hands raised up as the Impulse Moon begins to get more ready. While our master Mikel was laying on the ground like he is not understanding what is about to take place. But the words are actually well banging in his ear even with his fake collapsing spirit can hear that "And with the power restored on me as the commander of the red corps," Brandon said as the Impulse team begins to breathe heavily. They begin to move backward, and that was the moment they saw white energy flying out of a far entrance at a high class speed. So much white energies are flowing all over the bodies of the psyraids, which look shiny that it can blind an

then continued, “I am a part of you, the anger in you that has accumulated over endless time, I am invisible and intangible, even if your flaming sword can destroy everything in the Three Realms, you still cannot destroy me.” The Resentful Spirit smirked, revealing sharp fangs, throwing away the useless half-heart in his hand, the same one Levi discarded, disappearing into the void. The Resentful Spirit said, “I’m like you, not belonging to the Three Realms. I am you.” Levi’s blood-colored pupil looked at the Resentful Spirit, not bound by magic, enabling him to use magic without restraint. “Are you the throne?” Levi sneered coldly. “Indeed, you are a mess.”

It was likely that every young member of the demon clan who entered would suffer casualties if they weren’t careful in their actions. Long Chen continued flying; with every journey, he encountered a flame of a different color. They were like formless spirits; some attacked Long Chen, while others merely shifted their bodies upon seeing him. Every spirit that attacked him seemed to enter his sea of souls. They truly intended to take over Long Chen’s body, but who was Long Chen? His soul was bound to his main body, and his sea of souls was boundless. The moment those spirits entered, they were instantly swallowed up and became part of Long Chen. And Long Chen immediately gained the legacy from

A thousand different species, glowing with a soft, mourning lavender, formed a path across the abyss. "Go, Mama," Leo said, his face pale with the effort. "The stories are with us." We ran across the Bridge of Souls. The High Priest let out a roar of digital fury, summoning a storm of geometric blades from the ceiling, but the spirits of the harvested civilizations rose up to meet them. They were the "Echoes" Leo had saved in the nursery, and they had found their way into the heart of the machine. We reached the central spire—the CPU of the universe.

And there was one place left to check. The Chamber of Forgotten Souls. I reached the old stone door and placed my hand on it. It glowed under my skin and slowly opened. Inside, the air was cold. Small white orbs floated everywhere—trapped spirits from long ago. They weren’t evil, just too dangerous to be free. "Queen Amira," one of the orbs whispered as it floated closer. "Tell me," I said. "What’s coming?" The spirit glowed. "Hades isn’t the only threat. Someone else is awake."

I said to myself, "Oh, and before I leave, could I also get a chance to try that special advancement test?" He laughed for a bit, and answered, "I thought you wouldn't ask…" * * * "So, let me make it clear, you, Ms. Luvia and Hannah are actually beings called spirits?" Valhalla spoke particularly to Liliana. Liliana gave her a condescending look, and expressed a mischievous grin, "Well, spirits are actually just a failsafe term, but to be more specific we are the fragments of Morality that just happened to inherit some sort of consciousness."

The orbs of light ascended higher and higher, gradually dissipating into the inky expanse of the night, leaving behind a profound sense of awe and triumph. Lady Amber's voice cut through the crackling of the dwindling flames, her words carrying an air of ancient wisdom. "They’re the spirits," she began, "that the demon had kept locked up in hell while feeding off of their pain. Those spirits are now going to heaven where they really belong." I watched in awe as the multitude of glowing orbs ascended into the night sky, their collective ascent like a choir of souls finding redemption. But then, amongst this celestial congregation, one orb caught my attention.

After Sylvio arranged a defensive formation, his soul immediately entered The Spirit Cage. Once a soul reached Overlord Realm, it could enter and exit The Spirit Cage at will and without restrictions. As Leila's longest-lived and most knowledgeable person, Sylvio knew The Spirit Cage very well. In fact, The Spirit Cage was not a virtual world, but a weapon of primal chaos. The inside of the weapon was a world of its own: where only the soul could enter to increase its soul power quickly.