Soul Of My Soul นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The devil's own melody. Soul Snatcher.

We complete each other, yet we are incomplete. Our journey has been the most beautiful one, yet it’s our most painful loss to each other. I love your soul and all that completes you. You always said, “Your scars are my scars”, but your tears and pain are all mine. All of me is all of you. Although we cannot be there for each other, I promise to remember every word, every feeling, and every smile of yours.

I declared and blew away the dust left of the soul. "Master." The demon hissed and bowed before me.

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

Getting up I walk downstairs, Marcus's eyes on me as I grab food, sitting down, I watch the kids playing. I know I have lost myself. I feel like my body is walking around, moving and soulless. Like my soul has given up early and left me here alone to battle this. How do I fight a battle without my soul? With a heart that is broken and no longer whole? I am lost. I am all the way down, falling through the surface causing an earthquake inside me as I keep falling, crashing further down. I'm going left and right, trying to find my way back, but I can't seem to. I can feel love around me, but then it is plagued with darkness.

I pulled free first, “Sorry. But don’t think this counts for anything, I’m still mad at you.” “Fair enough,” he kissed my cheek, “But before we start, know that I won’t be able to answer everything.” I sat on my desk, “Then answer this, who was that voice?” “You’re Muse,” he said lightly. I stared at him blankly, “What do you mean?” “Everyone has some form of music in their souls,” he explained, “But a musician has a unique Muse inside of them, whether it be classical, rock, or a mixture of both.”

While sobbing hard, I was praying to God. Then suddenly, I heard something. Something that froze both me and Kaya. We both looked up. We saw something that was near to impossible. I looked at Kaya who was equally puzzled as I was. "This is something impossible. Your soul and my soul. But who is this third soul?" Kaya asked me and I shrugged my shoulders in confusion. "Don't you recognize me, Mommy?" The soul spoke and we both looked at it. I gulped hard as tears filled my eyes.

She knew she had to do it, and immediately, she heard a sound, “I am not here as a whole. I am shredded. I am in pieces. If you want to search me, find me, then you have to collect all my soul-pieces. And remember, those are for good and evil. If your intentions are good, they will strengthen my powers, but if they are evil, they will harm me equally. I am not little rat, I am a soul. A soul…. Which is now sliced up into seven different parts.” Saying that the sound stopped buzzing inside her ears and her mind was flashed with so many faces, which looked different and from different time-periods.

Someone who has nothing to do with her. “I may not have the money and power you have, but your soul is empty, and that is what is eating you up. And of course, you cannot refute the fact that you and your parents are the most wicked souls that this planet has ever produced. You all deserve a trophy for being amazingly wicked!” I fire at her.