Purity Score Novels & Stories

Of course, a faith too impure would be automatically filtered away by the angel’s bloodline, the rest could be accepted and thus followers were another tainters of an angel. Praying to the holy fountain was to give up this faith accumulated and in turn receive something purer, a blessing termed ‘holiness’. Only a saint could never be tainted, if the average angel’s holiness was about 90 to 99 then thiers was a full-on 100.

"If we were to ask, Do you believe that alliances with other species weaken or threaten your kind? A red aura would suggest that the target strongly agrees with the Purists' ideals, believing that alliances with other species are a threat. They will likely be enemies or adversaries aligned with the Purists." She continued, "If the target's aura is green, they disagree with the Purists' ideals and support unity and cooperation among different species. They are likely to be an ally or someone who opposes the Purists. Finally, if their aura is grey, their response is ambiguous or conflicted, or they deliberately conceal their true beliefs. This might indicate uncertainty, deception, or a lack o

"Good thing the website’s working now. Tyson, just pull up your score right here in front of everyone. If you're wrong about him, then everyone here owes him an apology." Tyson hesitated, unease settling in. He hadn't taken the test himself; if something had gone wrong, it wasn't something he could fix. But with everyone watching and speaking up for him, he had no choice but to sit down at the computer and check. His hands trembled slightly as he entered his information. The screen loaded. A zero. "N-No, that's not possible," Tyson stammered, staring at the screen in disbelief. People around him started talking all at once, saying the score had to be wrong. Even someone who never went to hig

Jonathan chirped in response, eyeing them in the rearview mirror. Purity was nervous. Even now, what had happened in the shower with Tener lingered in her thoughts. It felt so good to be touched, but truthfully it was nothing more than that. She wasn’t drawn to Tener with her heart. The physical attraction was extensive. She had always been a sucker for guys with long hair. But that was all. “Oh, Purity, before I forget, do you like romantic thrillers? Such as in films?” Jonathan’s random question caught her off guard, but she nodded, “Yes, I do! Why?”

I used to have one that sounded like a song, something sweet and light, but that girl died a long time ago. "A pureblood? River, are you high?" Robbin’s voice was sharp with doubt. "Those don't exist anymore." "I am dead serious," River replied. I could hear the excitement in his breath, the kind of awe a man has when he finds a chest of gold. "Her gene purity is off the charts. I ran the tests three times because I didn't believe the screen. Look at these numbers. It is unreal." A heavy silence followed. I could imagine them leaning over a monitor, their eyes wide as they stared at my DNA.

Improve the cultivation speed by absorbing the spirit qi inside the pill. The Meridian Cleansing pills were given by the system and the Qi Gathering Pill was refined by his mother. {Low-Grade Pill = Purity - 30 To 50%} {Mid-Grade Pill = Purity - 50 to 70%} {High-Grade Pill = Purity - 70 to 80%} {Top Grade Pill = Purity - 80 to 95%} {Perfect Grade Pill = Purity over 95%}

through the global dark-net, his face illuminated by the flickering violet code of the remnant's encrypted communications. "They’ve evolved," Cassius said, his voice dropping an octave. "They aren't trying to control the world anymore. They’re trying to Scorch it. The splinter faction has rebranded. They call themselves The Purity Initiative. Their goal is simple: cause so much supernatural-induced carnage that the human population demands a total, global genocide of everything with a heartbeat and a frequency." A shadow detached itself from the corner of the room. Virex stepped into the light, his ancient vampire features etched with a rare look of concern. He threw a series of archaic, blo

He asked. “Yes and no…I received a letter…Marley…my mate is Pure like me. She has an affinity to rain…to storms.” I told him. There was a long pause. “Wow man that’s unheard of…two Pure mated together…I haven’t heard of that in the history of anything. You’re fire is chaos, storms are chaos. With the fire and water you balance each other out but in the wrong hands…you guys could destroy so much…” “I figured as much….”I sighed.

“What kind of purity are we talking about? I have made choices, some I am not exactly proud of.” Her serene smile remained unshaken, as if she had anticipated my doubt. “Purity does not mean perfection,” she replied, her voice like a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves. “It is about acknowledging your flaws, learning from your mistakes, and choosing the path that aligns with your truest intentions.” I turned back to the barrier, my scowl deepening as I contemplated her words. The mist swirling around the mountain peak seemed to whisper secrets that danced just beyond my grasp. “And how do I prove my intentions to an invisible force?”