Soul Essence Conan Exiles Novels & Stories

"I am my genius father. You are so slender, so elegant. I am so lucky to have a thoughtful father like you. I'm glad you're my father. I'm glad I'm your daughter. I'll kiss you when you come, and it's huge!" He quickly stood up and threw everything on the table to the floor. He still wasn't dead! Again he succumbed to his helplessness! Even when he killed his daughter with his own hands, he had never been this helpless... The fire inside him would not go out no matter what he did. Because he knew that only the last thing called death could put out that fire. Only those who were not helpless would do it. That fire in the helpless would burn until death, and it would burn like hell... Just lik

We are now in dire need of every gold coin we see in this difficult stage that the Southern Sect is going through The Southern Sect Leader replied to the elder and said " If not, I will refine a part of my soul and forge a low rank first level rank divine weapon that is enough to pay off more than half of the debt.” The one who was sleeping straightened up, the seated one stood up, the one standing panicked, and everyone present said in one voice, “Refine the part of your soul to make a low rank divine weapon. " It was known that when you refine a part of your soul to make a high grade weapon or pill, you need very pure energy other than other natural energies. In nature, such as water, fire

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

] [Level: 1 (83 XP left to lv2)] [Race: Ghost] [Life points: ∞] [Mana points: 10] [Attack: N/A] [Defense: ∞] [Dextery: N/A] [Agility: N/A] [Inteligence: N/A] [Spiritual Force: 20] [Skills](^) - Possession (Lv 1) (No MP) (v) The user can possess a body, puppet, golem, or mecha if its ownerless or if the user has a stronger spiritual force than its owner. - Soul devour (Lv 1) (1 SF/s) (v) The user can 'swallow' a soul or a ghost to gain a permanent boost to his/her spiritual force. It's the only way to level up for ghosts - Weak mind blade (Lv 1) (2 SF) (v)

He was feeling like any magician spelled a magic to bring this fairy on earth that appeared all of sudden here out of nowhere. Her curly, shiny hair, hazy almond eyes, black shiny eye lashes, and dark Kajol in her eye line, her pink blushing cheeks, standing slim nose, juicy lips, there was a small mole on the left side of her lower lip, dimple on her right cheek, her slim neck, rounded contour mature breast, slim waist, her jersey fitted shirt was making her beauty more prominent. Rakesh was like totally lost in the world of beauty, allure, mojo and sensuality.

Lorak said quietly. Tharien’s mouth curved without humor. “It always is.” Lorak lifted a small object from his coat pocket. A sealed token—darkened metal etched with sigils, a smear of dried blood along its edge. Something that had once belonged to two people at once. Prepared ritual. “We have consent on file,” Lorak added, voice level. “We can end the escalation before it spreads.” Tharien felt the bond tighten—not severing, not breaking, but threatened, the edges of it going cold as if a blade had passed close without touching.

Stralath hummed a human song as the elevator slid below ground, and Cleona shot him a strange look which he ignored. He liked earthling music which showed creativity and spirit. He'd stayed up late scrolling the internet and uploaded an extensive playlist to the "insight device" attached to his skull. Coco cleared her throat, and he reluctantly tapped the disc behind his ear, shutting off the rhythmic sound waves rolling through his mind. "The fisheri won't talk, and we've tried everything short of torture." Coco rocked back on her heels.

The High Wiz had long ago ceased to be our divinities—they were our oppressors—and they were anything but benevolent. The young woman raised her moonlit hands in a welcoming gesture, a jangling bracelet of genuine silver bells adorning her wrist. “Do you have a moment to listen to the Word of the Blessed? ” “No,” Celina retorted disdainfully, disregarding the girl’s outstretched hands and nudging Amanda to walk on. The young woman's untamed dark hair shimmered in the dawn light as her clean features radiated a cheerful smile. Six other acolytes stood behind her, both young men and women with uncut hair—each scanning the marketplace for young people to harass. “It would only take a minute,” t

I don't know how I am looking but with the horrid expressions on Alex and Joanna’s I may be looking like a fool and shit. “ E…E…Ezra, H..He…Is W…with…M..Mitchell.” I don't know how I uttered these words as my eyes are closing on their Accord and all I can see is blackness and their voices are absurd. I welcomed the darkness which was calling me and I happily welcomed it and kept falling and falling till I felt peace. “ Ezra Irwin is not only an addiction but also a parasite who will kill you even after you are dead and I hope I have met my death.”

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b