Novel & Cerita Soul Of Iron Golem

The Soulmate Covenant is the connection of two souls, the bridging of differences in the name of love, peace, and harmony. Goddess Freya, Goddess of Fate, determines these pairings up on high. But the love between these two souls is nonetheless very real and very powerful. Love cannot be forced, even by a goddess. Therefore, The Covenant is but a seed that must be nurtured and watered to grow. The seed is planted, and it is up to the soulmated pair to tend to it. But if the wrong choice is made that intentionally harms part of the pair, that plant with wither and die.

Kolan's POV Without setting my eyes on that soul that escaped, I had started to get that eerie feeling just by the talk of her and Gopeh. Gopeh needed power to do good but the way she searched for it, drew black powers to her instead of letting her dreams die. Like we later knew, Gopeh was supposed to be the first holder of a grimoire as she got the dreams directly from goddess Dowan. But when things began to go out of gand, ad get soul slowly turned dark, all hands were washed off her and she met her demise later.

He turned towards Q, seeing as the instructor did so beforehand. “Is it that bad?” Q asked, amused at the template of the situation. The protagonist with a lowly class. It was one of those. “It's true that summoners aren't popular,” James said. “Golem users need extra resources but their builds are permanent. High ranking golem users also have regenerating golems. Those are as strong as several high ranking breakers. Meanwhile, summoners need to summon their units every single time. There are high ranking summoners but rare.”

"You think brute force can override the central bank of the universe? I am the Manager of the Mint! My capital is infinite!" Arthur clapped his hands together. The sound echoed like a gavel striking a block of solid platinum. From the depths of the shimmering vault, the Mint's internal security protocols engaged. Four towering figures marched out of the blinding light. They were "Gilded Arbiters"—twenty-foot-tall golems forged entirely from compressed, solid bullion and animated by the souls of bankrupt cosmic warlords. They wielded massive hammers shaped like balancing scales, each swing capable of adjusting localized physics.

The sun begins to lower through the sky, leaving orange glints reflecting off all the metals in the satellite dishes and vents that lead up here. I walk briskly closer until I'm completely behind him, watching his ink-covered back muscles tense with every blow. -Azael- I say this time, trying to normalize my breathing. Amon hits the bag looser before turning around. His torso is naked and a few beads of sweat fall down his black-colored body. His mouth is ajar to breathe easier and his chest goes up and down frantically. -What are you doing here? -question. His voice makes me shiver.

“What’s the deal?” Luci looked over to Kora, who had an anxious look on her face, before responding, “He is unaware that his daughter is currently here, and he has offered his daughter's soul to us in exchange for his soul to be cleansed.” I laughed once, “That’s not even possible,” there was no way to cleanse a soul after one has committed all seven sins, but even more than that, I couldn’t help but think what a shitty father he was. Luci looked back at Kora, who continued for him, “The other side is working on some technology to cleanse the human soul currently, so it may be a possibility in time.”

"Please listen to me. Those beings are truly... idiotic. Just calm down and follow my instructions. Trust me." The green being infront of her started to grunt. It spoke of something she couldn't understand. ❇❇❇ The orc had just finished swooping down the last soul from the gas station. He and his comrade, Schnek were incharge of this whole area. As he was about to walk forward, he saw a figure slumping down a few steps away from him. "A normal!" "Lucky me," he thought as he licked his lip. "Another soul added to my capsule."

There were goblins, the creatures with green wrinkled skin, pointed ears, and their pointed teeth where their saliva is already dripping. From the rocky side of the field, Golems were given a life. Their bodies were made of massive rocks from the filled, and they were few meters high as they stood. They stomp their stone feet making the entire ground shake. Once again, the hole emits black smoke and a humanoid figure was materialized into the miasmatic air. They have a physique similar to humans, but they can't stand properly for their spine were exposed at their backs. Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh.

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

All the giant golden beasts looked at David, waiting for his answer. “You have such an active imagination. This is a Soulbound Weapon, not a cabbage in a market. How can there be so many? I was lucky and found this one, and this is the only one I have. I don’t care if you believe me or not,” David shrugged and said helplessly.