Sephiroth Novels & Stories

She was quiet for a while as she mulled this information over. "I suppose it's possible," she said slowly. "As far as I can tell when a Soul Eater begins to suck, it's kind of like a spell. It's open until it's finished. So, if he were to pop in and cast a more powerful spell, so to speak, then he can theoretically counter act the Soul Eater's Magic. But it would take extremely powerful Magic." "Like... a father's desperation and love?" Avamarie continued to look thoughtful. "Yes… of course," she said quietly seemingly speaking more to herself then us. "Love. It's a strong, powerful Magic that not many things can break. I never thought of it."

he muttered. "I have been waiting for this day. The Seven aren't what they call you, the ones who will save the day, who will kill my dear brother, Lucifer," he laughed like a lunatic. He was insane. "Ahh, ahh. Destiny, what's the matter? Why are you mute now? You killed my strongest demon, and you think you will go scot-free," he said, throwing Camila and Matthew, causing them to hit their heads and scream in pain. Camila's nose was bleeding.

We both know no incent people should never have to live a life as slaves. ‘Oh, I’m going to have so much fun. Thanks, Sephiroth.’ ‘I almost feel sorry for these assholes, and I do stress on the almost.’ With a laugh from me and hearing Grim screaming I hear. “Phoenix, what is going on with your eyes? Why are the silver now?” “Shhh…that’s not important right now. Oh, btw, my name is Kefka and we’re going to have a lot of fun. Are you in Raven?”

As Naraja finished his first introduction with an awkward knead, he brought attention to the back of his neck towards the person, Nai, whom he was starting to have this strong peculiar feeling of; love, surge up inside of him again. Nai: “Ummmm.. sure, s~uure, so yeah my name is Nai and don’t get too anxious about that moment,..earlier it was actually quite cute he~he, but anyway we are your comrades: Saint Teresa Of Avila, John Of The Cross, and Anima….sh~eee actually has an interesting particular ability that I like to call if I remember correctly, h~mm, Maladaptive Day-Dreaming and oh ye~aah she’s also deaf/mute or something like that, but anyway then there’s Eli, but you have to always

“You’re the Healer.” I met his stare evenly. “I’m Zenith.” He studied me another beat, then inclined his head. “ Let me re-introduce myself again, formarly, now. Eldric Moreu. I knew your grandmother’s grandmother. She once threatened to turn my spine into a binding circle.” “Did she?” I asked. “Yes,” he said calmly. “It was educational.” Seraphine rose and dusted her hands. “Show us what Inferno showed you.” I swallowed and stepped into the basin.

My breath hitched at the harshness. And there we have back again -- the dark and ruthless Zeus Serafino. Bipolar human.

He was tall and lean with light blond hair and warm brown eyes, giving off more of a handsome golden-boy vibe than his deadly father. "And this," Sylvester continued, pointing to the one who had pinned Theo down, "is Sephtis." Sephtis slowly rose from his crouch, brushing dirt from his knees. His features were stunning, almost too beautiful to be real. His hair was the same silver as Sylvester's, but his eyes... a piercing, glowing blue that defied nature. "I—uh," Falcon choked. "This is too much. I'm overheating," he gulped as he took in Sephtis.

He doesn't sleep. He only called your name, even when he was high on sedatives. He only called for you to forgive him for the mistake he doesn't even know. Everyday he would sit and chant your name like a mantra. But if someone asks, he doesn't remember who you are. You have killed the Noah Gabriel who loved you. You have broken the most sincere heart on earth. Yes he was a player. Yes would fuck around for fun, but that was all before you. He was scared to lose you as a friend. He told us he would wait to confess his feelings until he was sure. Because he didn't want to lose Benjamin Brian. And now look, he doesn't even remember you. Tsk.

“Lorne did the ritual. He is the one. He offered me a reversal spell but it feels like a trap.” Rhydian kept his forehead against mine. “Good. Keep talking. I see the war in here. It is tight. Dark. You are fighting hard.” Elio surged again. My mouth moved. “Do not listen to him, my love. I am the one who knows you best.” I screamed inside. “No. I am Soren. I am the one here now.” Rhydian held on. “I see both of you. Two souls. Two voices. Soren is the one I trust right now. Push, Soren. Take your voice back.”

says Seirei and looks above. “Huh… You wanna die brat?” “You’re… Yes, I am sorry for my rude remarks. I shall take my leave now.” And Seirei tries to walk to room 204. The man blocks him off and asks him with an intimidating aura- “Have you heard of Seskel Void? A legendary commander in the yokai world who has fought and won more battles than a human’s entire lifespan?” Seirei twitches his eyebrows a bit and says- “Work and life are two separate things. I would rather If you don’t mention work in public.”