Skyrim Black Soul Gem Filled Novels & Stories

Near them, thin green cords connected the base of the forge to the magic tool that provided it with energy: the gem pannel. Gem panels were thin circular sheets of amethyst enchanted with [Low energy gathering], those were on a frame of jade that transmitted the energy towards the forge. Finally, a thin "cord" made out of jades connected the devices. [Your army has invented the Crystal Forge!] [Your army has invented the Gem pannel!] [Smith 1, Smith 2, Smith 3, Smith 4, Warlock 21, Warlock 12, Warlock 4, and Skeletor have received +3 Int. +500 XP]

Showing them the loot he received, Zen explained it was not for him. “I believe Jessica and you would benefit from the assembled sceptre. I also want one to give to the Death Princess. Think of it as a level-up item. The sceptre is technically unbreakable, and Jessica could use more variety in her summons.” “Wait,” Benjamin dug through his inventory. “I think I have one piece from our last run.” Transferring the sceptre piece in his inventory over to Zen, the group agreed to farm the Skeleton Summoner the same way for another thirteen more times.

“Alright,” Blackie shrugged, “As I said, we used Soul Coupling as a reference to create a new soul-based, multiversal racial characteristic for worldborn. Basically, we gave your soul an ability to… uh… interact with other souls in a special way… which kinda made you into a eunuch,” Blackie laughed awkwardly, “but otherwise it is very handy! I guarantee that in the future, you’ll totally love it!”

“The princess’s soul is different from mine. She can’t be put into just any body. Remember what I said earlier? Only people who have received Endowment of our nation, or their descendants.” “Okay, okay.” Gemma curled her lips downwards and put on a face that stated that she was satisfied with Servant’s explanation. “Are you finished with your questions? If so, can we start?” Gemma stood in a stance, looking like someone about to fight. “Bring it on,” Gemma replied, and Servant grinned. The next second, Gemma seemed to have lost consciousness, but only for a fraction of the time. When Gemma opened her eyes, the irises had changed. It was no longer dark brown, but a silver circle.

"Getting in was the hard part. The Falls, the blood seal, the Golem. The Vault assumes that anyone who makes it this far is worthy." I placed my hands on the box. It was warm to the touch. I lifted the lid. Inside, resting on black velvet, was a gemstone the size of a fist. It was ruby red, faceted perfectly. But inside the stone, something seemed to move. A liquid, swirling darkness. It pulsed like a living organ. The Crimson Heart. The legendary amplifier stone capable of enslaving a continent. "We have it," I said, closing the lid and latching it. "Ashren, carry it. Do not touch the stone directly. It feeds on skin contact."

“That’s fine. Didn’t expect you to answer that one anyway, Mystery Muse. How about this instead: your favorite cake flavor.” “Pass.” “Seriously? Why? It’s just cake. Strawberry, Vanilla, Carrot, Coconut, Chocolate... Okay, fine. How about…favorite color?” That’s harmless enough. “Obsidian black.” He frowns. “Why Obsidian?” “Its beauty can be deceitful. It's easy to trap a soul with a Gematone stone, which is such a beautiful obsidian black relic that people always obsess over.” It’s surprisingly difficult to keep from laughing at the expression that crosses the dragon's face; a mix of taken aback, confusion, amusement, and something like concern.

MORE WORKS TO COME IN THE FUTURE :D . . It’s the ending. Please leave gems or just one gem, if possible thank you <3

I lowered my voice and bowed to each of them, "Sorry." "Calm down man!" He taps my shoulders and faintly pushed me downwards to help me sit. "Yes, it is called the soul fragmentation, but I doubt you have the money for it." "How much?" "A hundred thousand gold, basically a million silver coins, also ten million bronze coins for each necro count" "It doesn't matter, what you have to think about is how you'll be able to succeed in soul fragmenting, man, it has a 97% failure rate."

- he closed his mouth when he saw the frown of the man as he pushed aside Alisha's clothes leaving his stained chest exposed. -It is the only method, it will not be a complete link, but you have to bite it and give it your blood, I will also give it mine, the wolf's blood will repair the damaged organs faster than its human body. Cristian hesitated at first but had to give in. He knew that this decision would cost her when her partner woke up, a woman as independent as she would go crazy if they tied her up like that, but it was the only method of keeping her in this world, and Serguei was selfish enough not to lose his right hand.

Morgott yelled furiously, “You’re disloyal and ungrateful, James! I’m so mad right now!” James sighed wearily. “That’s enough. Return to the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell now. I’ll let you have that soul of the Daeclon Rank grade if you perform well enough in the future.” Morgott paused and suggested mischievously, “Why donʼt you give me something else? For instance, it could be your Marciais Soul Pearl or the Golden Bones?” James did not respond. At the same time, the purplish-red sword energy pointing at Yegor and Herodias was still shaking violently.