Primordial Spirits Novels & Stories

I’m still estranged by this world and everything seems so unreal, it will take time for me to finally adjust to my surroundings. “To call your spirits, you first need to know what type of spirit you are calling. Spirits comes in six types: Air spirit, Earth spirit, Fire spirit, Water spirit, Special spirit and the most dangerous of all, the dark spirit. Usually, spirit users like us are only able to attain three types but, if you’re strong and your body is compatible with all of them, you’ll be able to attain all six but that is a rare case. As for me, I can only call the fire, earth and water spirits. Now, I want you to try calling the earth spirit since we’re in a forest. All you need to d

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

I meant to say one of my abilities because I had others and they were all psychic ones. Lyra furrowed her brows at me and whispered, "one of?" "Yeah, primordials typically possess more than just one ability but they all belong in the same class. There's the elemental, psychic and there comes healing." I gestured towards her. One thing that surprised me was how she wasn't the least bit shocked at the fact that I was a primordial wolf. "It seems I'm just unlucky to possess only one." She stared at her fingertips, her hands placed right in the front of her face.

And it was trapped inside the body of a girl I had treated like garbage for eighteen years. The irony wasn't lost on me. "Get some sleep," I told Daren. "I need you clear-headed tomorrow." He wandered off toward his tent, and I was alone again with my thoughts. The truth was, I didn't fully understand what Sylari had become. The vaelth spoke of something called the Primordial, an ancient force that predated all the races, something the Moon Goddess herself had tried to destroy and failed. They said Sylari was its vessel, its prison, its cage.

"Maowry, the leader of the spirits." "Oh! I can't believe I forgot! Of course they're still alive! If they weren't, the spirits wouldn't exist. It's hard to count them as an original god or a god in the first place. They have always been a vital concept. Mortals have body, soul and spirit. When they die, their souls and spirit merge and they go through the spirit world to reincarnate. That's probably why all the other original gods could be preserved as concepts. So they've been doing all the work by themselves all this time? I feel bad." "I don't think they mind. They were against me reviving all the original gods."

“What?” “You are the most unique human I’ve met,” answered Bobby, seriously, which was highly unusual of him. “What do you mean?” I question, slowly. “I can see peoples’ auroras, and yours is different. Most humans are either white or yellow, witches are red, Annabella was all red, meaning she was powerful. I’m half red and half white, so I’m not as powerful in magic. Yours is… well mostly white, yet there is bits of red and black mixed in, blended. You’re powerful in some way, but I don’t know how. Maybe it was your aurora that brought on the ghost that first day of school, because a ghost’s aurora is black,” explained Bobby.

Apparently, the experience was like having your soul sucked out of your body. The story of the Black Spirit imprisoned inside Diego Reed went way back before she was even born. The first Black Spirit host in Theronia, known as a Pnevma, was her grandmother, Lady Mord Kross, who could control that unstable Dark Energy. Legend had it that said she had lived years as a happy Pnevma because she was gifted. When her body became weak due to old age, the Black Spirit forced its way out of her and that’s how she passed away. Back then, Mord’s daughter Aaliyah was expecting a baby with the king. The spirit roamed the cities of Theronia for weeks causing destruction until Queen Aaliyah Reed and King

It used billions of these triangles to make the pyramid. "I hate these spirit type energy beasts. You can't kill them, their bodies are made of pure energy," Ryan complained to no one in particular. Energy beast spirits were energy beasts made of pure mana attached to consciousness. These were like remnant spirits left behind in energy cores except they had much more vitality and were sentient beings capable of thought and depending on how strong they are, speech. The only thing that separates them from regular energy beasts is their lack of a physical body.