Soul Immortal Novels & Stories

There were the remains of dead Rogue Immortals! Rogue Immortals were Cultivators who had passed the Nascent Soul, Nirvana, Apotheosis and Grand Completion Realms. After the Great Completion Realm, they must survive the Ordeal. If they succeeded, they would turn into real Immortals and soar to Heaven's Realm above. They would be released from the cycles of life and death. They could continue cultivating and become Immortal Lords and God Kings.

Liam I pulled out my bloodbound ledger, the one in which no one else existed. My theories on soul permanences. On immortality, not through technology, but spiritual recursion. I flipped to a blank space and wrote: Bliss is a cycle-born Each death : evolution. Soul anchor to body— not rebirth, but recursion. Third death = final awakening. A grin curled across my lips. I’d seen weapons. Monsters. Witches who drank blood from silver cups. But never— never—had I seen a soul defy the grave like this.

“We can present you with a technique for cultivating your soul. The Soul Marionette Technique will allow you to control Cacus directly after you’ve practiced it.” “What?” Tyr was taken aback, and he subconsciously drew back the aura he had released to the outside world. “What did you just say?” he inquired as he approached the Great Guardian. The great guardian felt a lot more relaxed now that the oppressive aura was no longer tormenting him. “Mighty Master, the reason Cacus can become immortal after losing his body is that he has a method of cultivating the soul,” he said, still sweating profusely. “This method can also be used to manipulate puppets. We’ve seen it before with our own eyes.

“That the mate bond as wolves experience it is attached to mortal souls. To finite lifespans. And if that's the only way you know how to see yourself, you are something other than that frame. The bond is not able to follow you into immortality, because it was never meant to.” She looked at me. Then at Lyra. "I did not anticipate this. The bond should have remained. Should have simply adapted. But it appears there is a price I wasn’t prepared for.” "Stop it," Lyra said immediately. "Stop the blessing. I will not do it if that means I lose him entirely.” “It can’t be stopped once started,” the First Luna said, “the blessing.” Not unkind. Just honest. "It is already transforming you. Rewriting

Horra suspected that Severin might just be the reincarnation of a former immortal. "Tch! Whether or not he's an immortal doesn't matter! No one who faces me has ever escaped!" Horra mumbled viciously as he shot a predatory gaze at Severin. "I'll kill you, take your soul, and find out what other secrets you have in store." Horra then rushed forward suddenly and unleashed a bright black glow from the Thousand-Soul Flag.

"When...when I brought you back to life few weeks ago.... She paused avoiding his gaze again "Yeah?" Ryan whined waiting for her to continue "Well, it turns out....it turns out your spirit got reborn as a new soul... She paused again "Yeah?" Ryan urged "Your original soul is..dead" She added He stopped breathing, a blank expression covered his handsome features "Oh..okay...so..." He arched she hesitated and took a quick glance at him "Well since your original soul died and a new soul is in you now? then you... you've lost all your immortality..

All death agents could feel pains but their bodies was immune to modern medicine because they are soulless, so Azrail concluded that the medical supplies were not for Lord Adonis but was for someone who has a soul and a heartbeat, of course only humans fit into this category. If Lord Adonis bought a doctor to the palace of ice and soul, who could he be doing that for? "It can't possibly be that Lord Adonis did that for -" Azrail was so confused in his thoughts. "Ain't no way Lord Adonis went that far." Azrail said loudly forgetting momentarily that Lucia was by his side. "Is anything the matter?" Lucia was curious to know what Azrail was thinking about. "The last time you saw Audrey, did she

Was Julien here yet? "I never want to be without this," he.leans down, pressing his forehead to mine. "It's a good thing you'll never have to be," I reassured, moving my hands up his chest and around his neck. I'll forever belong to him, even when there comes a time when he and I are no longer us, instead, people who've lived a life. "Souls are meant to be immortal.” He lifts his head, pressing his lips to my forehead, and I can feel the length of his smile against my skin. His phone pings, but instead of seeing who it is, he just pulls away and grabs hold of my

Serena fell silent. “Serena, can you hear my voice? Serena, you are safe. Remember, nothing can harm you as you relive these memories.” Serena abruptly started talking again. “I will not, cannot give you my gift of regeneration.” She paused, as though listening to someone else speak. “I am Sirona, Goddess of Healing, I cannot die. I am immortal.” Another pause. “I choose death, and when my soul returns, I shall have my life renewed while yours rots in the ground with maggots feasting on your flesh! Ahh!”