Novel & Cerita Requiem Of The Soul

Ahhh! His blood-curdling screams filled the air. It wasn't just hands around his throat. Other vengeful spirits were tearing into him too. It looked like they were ripping at his body, but they were actually shredding his soul. They were literally tearing his soul apart. If someone could endure the pain and survive, they'd spend eternity missing pieces of their soul, wandering around like an idiot. There was no way they could keep any of their arcane powers. Quinlan clutched his head in agony, rolling around on the floor like a madman. Nobody could stand that kind of pain when their soul was being torn apart. Within moments, he'd completely lost his mind, his whole body shaking as he screame

I started to pick at her for every little thing. The truth… was beyond what I could bear. I desperately wished I could return to my own body, to avenge Madeline, and then make it right with her. Finally, I made it to my bedroom and had a moment to catch my breath. Only then did the news of Madeline’s attempted suicide hit me again. When I first heard, I had been heartbroken, torn apart by grief. But I had also felt resentment, blaming her for being so thoughtless, for taking her life over something trivial.

I thought, "Dear God, if you're still willing to listen even if I have no white ribbon to make my wish, but on the account that I'd prayed to you and lit up the candle so sincerely many times in the past, please grant this final wish of mine. "I wish that I, Winter Brooke, will no longer have anything to do with him, Finnegan Churchill, for the rest of our lives, or even the next life if there is one."

What stood out was the grand piano, and song sheets which surprisingly was impeccably clean like someone dusted it everyday. She moved to the piano, she struck a chord but jumped at the majestic sound it produced. She saw Mozart's requiem Lacrimosa Lacrimosa dies illa Qua resurget ex favilla Judicandus homo reus Lacrimosa Lacrimosa dies illa Qua resurget ex favilla Judicandus homo reus Huic ergo parce Deus Pie Jesu, Jesu Domine Dona eis requiem Amen Amen

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

Gods forgive me, I won't. The devil's laughter peeled from the void, manic and triumphant. His grip crushed tighter, the queen's gasps turning to gurgles. Light faded from her eyes, body going limp as the mate bond snapped—a psychic whip that lashed Damitri's soul. He howled, a sound of pure devastation that shook the chamber's foundations, cracks spiderwebbing the floor. Kael and the baby wailed in unison, their cries weaving a tapestry of unbreakable grief.

Luna blinked and whispered, “T-then, let’s keep her locked up in there.” Alex shook his head. “We can’t lock her any longer, this is the Requiem Clock. As time goes on, your mother’s soul will disintegrate.” “What?! T-T-Then, hurry up and take it off! Take it off!” Alex operated the Requiem Clock with divine power and put it back into his mind palace.

The box looked like it was made of precious material and densely covered in fiend scripture carvings. "Ancient Ancestor!" Archfiend Antigonus was filled with glee then. "This holds the treasured Soul Requiem Stone of the fiend race, able to devour and hold anything captive. Your fairy spirit may be too powerful to be destroyed, but this thing can hold it down." Then, Archfiend Antigonus focused all his fiend energy on the Soul Requiem Stone. At once, a ray of light shot from the stone that enveloped the Ancient Ancestor completely.

The wound suddenly burst with a blinding light, as if it would tear his entire body apart. Kael let out a pained grunt but didn't stop. "Kael! What are you doing?" I tried to stop him. "Don't move," he said through gritted teeth. "This is the best protection I can give you." With a sharp cracking sound, a black crystal flew from his chest and landed in my hand. It was a heart-stoppingly beautiful crystal, as if it held the saddest melody in the world sealed within. "A Requiem Shard," Kael said weakly. "It's condensed from my deepest sorrow and despair. Crush it. Any soul that hears the sound will be plunged into absolute silence."