Soul Eater Show Novels & Stories

'' Noted sir, i'll be waiting" The voice answered and the line suddenly went dead. Hansel swiftly scrolled through the phone for a while and spontaneously stopped, clicking on an image of a young 18years old; ebony black curry haired girl whose complexion was of neutral sand undertone with hooded eyes which was sky blue in colour and of round face shape and about 5.4ft. Finally laying hold of his target, he pressed the send command after which he continued his walk to his destination. The cold afternoon was quickly growing dark, and Elosie could see the lights of the city twinkling like fireflies in the distance as she intuitively came to a halt infront of the school's gate. While other kids

When it spoke, its voice was layered — thousands of tones speaking in perfect unison. “Why do you descend?” The reapers froze. The sound wasn’t heard so much as felt, vibrating through bone and thought alike. Veyra stepped forward, keeping her tone steady. “We seek the ones who stirred you.” “The Soulbound.” “Yes,” she said cautiously. “You know them.” The figure tilted its head. “Know? I remember them.” The walls trembled, and golden veins flared brighter. Soreth’s grip on his weapon tightened. “Where are they?” Veyra demanded.

A fresh wave of pain crashed over me, and I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of the love I had once given so willingly. Carter came over with a tissue and gently wiped the tears from my face. I took it and clenched it tightly in my hand. I thanked my lucky stars that I had made it back alive. Otherwise, Miles would have gotten away with this deception for the rest of his life.

She couldn’t feel the bottom of her feet anymore. “Humph! Be buried without a grave,” said Agatha, with her steady blue eyes. “Shit! She’s got me. I have fallen into her trap.” “I will make sure that all the souls you cheated in life comes back and visit you one last time before you meet Satan himself.” “NO! NO! NOOOOO!” “They will digged out your soul from where you leeched in the ground.” Then from behind Agatha, a group of shadows emerges. Restless souls were popping up from the ground. The victim’s souls were crawling and limping towards Elva. Faceless women with their skin missing were licking their fingers as they were itching for Elva.

Like she is in a trance. “This is a hell loop. It is a torture used in the underworld. It will show Bethany her worst fears. To us they are simply images like a movie, but to her she will see, feel, taste and smell them. Like she is living in them.” My eyes widen as Bethany screams at what is happening around us. I watch as her mother is killed and her father. Then I watch as I and Asteria are making love. “Kinky.” Gaia says from the side as she wiggles her eyebrows. I gulp as I watch the images. I feel embarrassed. It’s like watching porn and your mom walking in and catches you jerking off.

It fell open, the vicious words stark on the page. Her smile froze. "What. Is. This?" Each word was a low growl, a promise of violence. "I... I don't know what you're talking about..." she stammered, trying to deny it. "Soul-Eater! Spirit-Shatter! Kiss of Death!" I spat out the names of the forbidden poisons. "These were the 'restorative tonics' you were giving Evelyn?" Her face turned sheet-white. "Sera, tell me this isn't true," I loomed over her. "Tell me you didn't hurt Evelyn."

I’d seen this before. The animals used in the ritual would have rotted almost instantly under the corruption. By the time anyone arrived, only their heads would remain. Flesh stripped away, soul torn loose. That alone told me enough. In the underworld, everything is reversed. Leaving the head behind wasn’t mercy—it was a signature. A Soul Harvester. Nearby, the writhing mass of worms melted into a slick puddle, spreading across the tiles until it resembled the outline of a whale. Eira and I slowly lifted our eyes to each other.

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.

A soul eater. What the heck was a soul eater doing in Chiara-serafina's body? Simus, also known as soul eaters, were a slimy creature that lived in one's body, slowly killing them. They were generational curses, passed down from one generation to another. Jacob was quick to crush the slimy creature once it was out of her body. He shifted back into human and I made sure to not look as he wore his clothes back. Once he was fully dressed, he knelt next to me, taking his unconscious sister in his hand. I stood up and rested against the door of a stall, watching as Chiara slept like a child in her brother's hand.

CHAPTER 138: Jake~ We’re losing this. Right when I thought things were going in our favor these Soul Eaters appeared. And they are next to impossible to kill. I knock one down, and it just comes up again after some recovery time. And it just takes so da*n much to get that much done. I just can’t figure out how to destroy them. They just don’t burn like other things. They don’t get hit by other things. I throw everything I can and it's barely enough.