Soul Land Game Novels & Stories

He was smiling at him and was still sitting on that little cloud. "Welcome to Steel Soul Online! I'll be your AI assistant in the game too, so feel free to ask me anything!" stars illuminated the darkness, and beautiful nebulas formed different and colorful shapes. In front of him appeared three little orbs that looked like planets. Every planet is for a different type of player: the first one is for the ones focused on magic, and the second on technology, but each one has a little of the other system, so you can freely visit anyone you want. The third one is the chaotic zone that many people know as the underworld, meant for players seeking a challenge in their gameplay. You can choose one

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

"If he is the game maker then how will we achieve this? He is too powerful for us and worse he would just crush this world!" "Selena is right," Arwha agreed. "There is one thing that the game makers can't do," Saive lifts one side of her mouth, looking at all of them. "He can't end the game when the players are still alive. He can only bring obstacles and challenges but he can never do more. When he does, his game is with flaw and that he doesn't like." "Darn!" Kitto chuckles. They all felt relieved with what they heard from Saiva. A little peek of light through their hearts and they became hopeful that one day they will get back their lives.

"I have some ideas for the future of the company, and I want to present them as soon as possible." He hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. He knew that he had a lot of work to do, but he was ready for it. He was Casper Sullivan, the owner of Cass Pharmaceuticals, and nothing could stop him.

Then they would play the role according to what he has assigned. “Chess pieces, that’s what you call your spirits right?” Amon voiced out her question. “Oh, so you were informed first hand huh?” The hero stated glancing at the goddess who was floating above. “Yes you are correct. It’s from a game called chess back in my world, and this…” suddenly the ground shook and a new layer of ground appeared. It was black and white tiles placed alternately. A total of 32 tiles formed in the ground making a mini square battle field.

Upon seeing that, Xatia covered her mouth and exclaimed, “Aren’t those Adair’s and Wylie’s souls?” “Do you recognize them?” James smiled and asked. “Who can’t recognize their souls?” Xatia quickly said, “One’s the Lidelia's Soul while the other’s the Hyrina's Soul. Both are rare.” James nodded. “Because their souls are special, they can retain their last glimmer of hope.” Then, he waved his right hand. Under the fluctuation of magnificent energy, the entire Forladtt Land began to shake.

While mortals negotiate, seduce, or compromise, we can only endure the silence and hope that fate hasn’t forgotten us. Alaska is a frozen hell for anyone not born in its depths. But for Alexei, Roman, Leon, Sergei, and me, it is the land that forged us. There, the wind doesn’t just slice the skin—it teaches. There is no greater pride than being born in a village buried in the tundra, where winter never ends and death walks quietly among the snow.

"Please calm down, Mr. and Mrs. Swanson. Cassidy always wanted this targeted drug developed. It was her dying wish. She'd be thrilled if she knew we succeeded!" How dare he use my name? I couldn't help but tighten my fists. Clearly, Miles had no idea that I was back, much less that I was watching him put on such a shameless, scheming act. Pah! Dying wish, my foot! He was just making use of my parents' love for me and squeezing out every last drop of value from my name. But in his eyes, I was already dead. So what he was doing was essentially using a dead person's name to extort money from my parents.

Behind her came the rest of our usual crew—Axel, whose massive frame looked ridiculous squeezed into his bright yellow racing suit; Luna, the only other woman brave enough to compete in this testosterone-fueled world; and Dash, whose nickname was earned by his complete inability to drive anything slower than terrifying. "Miss me?" I asked, pulling off my driving gloves with a flourish. "Like a heart attack," Violet grinned, pulling me into a fierce hug. "Though I have to say, you're looking particularly dangerous tonight. New outfit?" "New attitude," I replied, letting my smirk speak for itself. Axel whistled low. "Remind me never to piss you off. You look like you could kill someone with a

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"