Soul Dungeon Novels & Stories

The second he sat down, however, his expression instantly turned slightly unpleasant… Noticing the change in his mood, Juno was prompted to ask, “…What’s wrong, Gerald? Did you manage to gather anything…?” “…Well, for one, those aren’t ordinary people… They belong to the Soul Hunter organization!” whispered Gerald. “The Soul Hunters? That’s them? To think they’d be here as well!” replied the shocked Juno in a hushed voice. Raising a slight brow, Rey then asked, “…Um… Who exactly are the Soul Hunters…?” As the name suggested, the Soul Hunters were an organization that specialized in hunting and killing ghosts and spirits. Naturally, they also possessed special equipment that would help them d

Where are my defensive walls, and what am I doing? As we enter his office the distinct smell of leather and hot chocolate hits my nose. It's so over whelming that the dizzy feeling starts coming back, and I start to loose balance slightly. The second the feel my body falling forward he reaches back to steady me. Looking directly in my eyes, and I feel something within me snap into place. Looking into his eyes is like staring into his soul, and the depth scares me. His blue eyes our like ocean waves trying to pull me into his grasp, and then drown me into submission. It's both intoxicating and completely unnerving for a strange to hold that power over you.

-Dylan- he heard his alpha call him -ask Louva to come up- The wolf took the position of soldier accepting a mission and disappeared in a few seconds down the stairs. Sergei watched his friend and although he was happy, he was envious. Not because he was now in delicious agony but because he had found his mate. He was 100 years older than him and although they could live close to 1500 years, he was not sure of finding his soul mate.

Dryad took the opportunity to inspect his surroundings as the hunters were still in their position glaring at the only path the snarling creepers will appear from. The underground thick, blackened wall and floors were filled with little sparklingly crystals shining in varies of colors but more of the color-blue glows more brightly than any other color there serving as the main illumination within the underground and it's passages, having a towering roof the same as the height of it's creator—the glowing sky-worms with each tunnels connecting to each haven as a creek flowing from the east to the west. A total of ten haven built and still ongoing with each one holding many of mystical creature

Inside of the Underwater Dungeon number 5, Aeternum Army is currently at the very last room of the dungeon and it was the boss room. The army squads that raided these dungeon, were not really in any sort of harms way, rather the moment they stepped into these dungeon. They have been taking the back seat from the start and only served as a baggage carrier for a single person that were on the front line the entire time. And that person was Colonel Radian, The Central Government Vice Minister and also known by her nickname, the Eternal Colonel.

It was a mistake on his part, so he checked the sound settings once again. The strange structure in the gargoyle dungeon puzzled Zen. Everyone took their usual positions without communication, so Zen held his tongue. If the theme for the first ten floors was fantasy, the next ten floors were the labyrinth and maze. It was crawling full of undead creatures and Halloween-themed monsters specialising in debuffs and curses. “It’s here,” Sasha declared, and the girls leapt to the air even before Zen could understand what was happening. He was too distracted by the piercing shriek in his ears until he heard the sound of… raining bones?

In an instant, he was inside Two's Soul Scape. The Soul Scape was an immaterial Dimension inside one's self. Adding Ion Energy into it, allowed it to turn corporeal once the Cultivator reached the Correct Realm to do so. Better than carrying any pouches or sacks for that matter. But since it was connected to one's soul the destruction of the Soul would destroy all the items inside. It also required the nurturing of Ion Energy.

Time becomes their tormentor, as a soul cannot endure for more than an hour within the suffocating embrace of the vault. The effects of the Soul Dungeon's essence are readily apparent in its victims. Their once vibrant and rosy complexion fades to an eerie pallor, while their body grows cold to the touch. The life sparks within them dims and wanes, until ultimately it is extinguished, leaving behind only a lifeless husk. The Souls Dungeon stands as a testament to the depths of suffering that can be inflicted upon the human spirit. It is a place where hope goes to die, and where the remnants of life are cruelly extinguished, leaving behind nothing but eternal d

she nodded gently, her face so intently focused on him now, as he sighed again, struggling to answer her without saying too much. Lukas stepped forward, pulling up one of the chairs from the small dining table, and sitting facing her. "Very few know about us," he said softly, "but the ones that do, they call us 'Shadowsouled'." Jason could feel her apprehension growing, as she likely sensed his nervousness, her eyes drifting between the two of them now.