Soul Eater Video Novels & Stories

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.

This asshole really sees this as a game, don't they? 'Please agree to watching this video, that way it will be all your fault!' Popped up next, before a button showed up on screen saying 'I have acknowledged my own murderous intent' written on it. The text itself made me feel sick, but I pressed it, eager to learn what the hell was on this pad. … "Miss Aka Nishinzu." Spoke a voice, sounding like an even more distorted version of the Loudspeakers' one, "This video is for the eyes of the Ultimate Literary Prodigy only."

Before I could even process what I was reading, the phone vibrated again. Remo: And don’t even think for a second I’m bluffing. I’ll start by finishing the job on the one “Capone kill” you handed me as a fucking gift. Directly beneath the text, a video file appeared. My finger acted on a terrifying instinct of its own, tapping the play button before my brain could scream at me to stop. The video began to play, and the world simply stopped turning. It was a sight so visceral, so haunting, that it didn't just make my soul recoil, it made me want to die.

They didn't burn; they tightened. "You think you can consume this light?" Sofia stepped toward the creature, her silver hair whipping around her face as if caught in a localized storm. "This light isn't a battery. It’s a soul. And it doesn't belong to your mother anymore." She slammed her palms together. The sapphire vines constricted with a sickening crunch of bone and crystalline marrow. The Sun-Eater’s orange core flickered and then shattered, spraying a rain of harmless, cooling sparks across the atrium. Sofia didn't stop to catch her breath. She could feel the vibration of dozens more outside, their heat signatures like burning needles against her sensitive skin.

Edward took the laptop from them and clicked on the play button. It was a group of angry mob chanting for the death of a someone he couldn't see clearly. He scoffed, thinking it was one of those useless videos parading the internet. He was about to shut it down when he heard a familiar voice. He looked into the video and the person was crystal clear. It was Diana.

Chapter 27: The Revelation The video didn't leak. It detonated. At exactly 3:17 a.m., the footage appeared on every shadow forum in the supernatural underground. No watermark. No source. Just raw, merciless truth. It opened on the gala stage. The camera followed me—Elena Harper Black—through the final, brutal movements of the dance. Then, it zoomed in. Not on my face. On my neck. The silver scars weren't static. They were alive.

He wiped his hands, soiled with blood on his shirt, while the other vampire was practically frozen. “Who said you can talk?” “I’m sorry. Please don’t kill me.” I badly wanted to know what was happening, but my vision continued to worsen. I stumbled, fighting for my survival to stay awake, or I might not wake up again. “You’re about to lose consciousness, aren’t you?” He asked, staring at me with his crimson-colored eyes. “No…” That was the last word I said before everything went black.

“Sebastian… fuck me harder.” My stomach dropped. I clutched the towel tighter. “Theo… what is that?” He smirked wider and held the phone up so I could see the video of me in the cellar shadows, fingers moving desperately between my legs. “Looks like someone has shameful cravings. Want to watch it together?”

Something she probably never got to experience with the twins. “Nat’s showing me something called YouTube. I was first watching a guy name Markiplier play a game called Resident evil, and he screams like a girl. Now, I’m watching a guy named B. Dylan Hollis making a water pie, and he’s spitting it out saying it taste like soggy lint. Later he says we can watch Helluva boss.”

I mean, that guy was not human and I mean that. I looked at the video and he wasn't visible. When I took a look at him proper I saw what he truly was. He is a dead. He used to be human but now he was just an empty soul. And miss Grace thought he was, I mean she had no clue of what she was kissing. I guess she saw him as real and he became real for her. Either way, I saved the video and returned home. What step would I take now? When I reach home, dad was there.