Novel & Cerita Soul Recycling

Some struggled, some gave up and we never saw them again but as time went on, we discovered that they were switched off too - I like to say that instead of saying the word 'killed' - and then we finally realized we were never getting out of there without being the person they wanted us to be and that was exactly what I became, a killer. I had my first kill at the age of twelve, then I realized there was no hope for my soul. I turned off all my emotions and made myself a heartless being. I'd killed a married woman who had two young children, they never told us why we killed, we just followed orders. I watched the husband fall apart wondering how he was going to take of his kids after his othe

“Because you’re new to town and the news of our family drama has already reached you.” “Yeah, small town, right?” He chuckled. My shoulders dropped and I looked down, feeling awful again for what happened between my parents. He touched my shoulder, trying to calm me down and said, “Hey, it’s fine. Broken families are normal, no big deal.” He rubbed my shoulder. “If it will make you feel better, I came from a broken family too. Now I’m staying with my uncle. My parents separated when I was 9 and I didn’t care about the people gossiping about our family. They eventually got tired and I also moved on. You will too, Calista.”

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.

I questioned jasmine “It is very much possible through a spell of ‘Soul Reincarna’…. where a soul which is free of all materialistic boundaries can survive forever by transmitting itself into different bodies…. in this spell human bodies simply act as vessel for soul to meddle in living, a soul rules its vessel until it changes into another vessel…” Jasmine said in her serious tone “But….. this ‘Soul Reincarna’ spell requires very strong power of magic source to conduct, a merely sorcerer power is not sufficient to perform this magic” She added staring back at me.

Her soul was among the few that had survived, but most of her powers had dissipated, merging along with the creation of new worlds and realms. For thousands of years, many of the soul seeds that she had sent in many worlds had failed to undergo reincarnation. It had been so long, long ago that some of the soul seeds that survived did not even awaken the memory of their past life upon finding a new body to latch on. There are some soul seeds that still contain the greater part of her Dao. As such, they could not be reincarnated lest the newborn body explodes from the onslaught of power. They can only form a Spirit Body that could exist in the underworld, helpless to actually control their fat

Sujata reveals. "Would that stop you from doing what you did? No, never. You stooped so low that you sold yourself. You had an intimate relationship with the owner of the video." Abhi started howling and shouting, Sanjay tried to console him but he was inconsolable. He turns towards Sujata," you know to punish you for your offence, Almighty, didn't let me forget my past, the moment I came back here I retrieved my past. For your information, I was Raj in my previous birth. Whatever I did to your father was unintentionally but you did everything intentionally. I want to forget everything. " His sobbing grew louder. "Even I 'm ashamed of my father." Everyone turns to the source of the voice.

After the reincarnation, I always felt like I had lost some parts of my memory. However, Kelly's insulting words indirectly brought back my memories. In my past life, after my daughter and I were locked up in the house, I had begged Justin desperately. I reminded him we were his wife and child and asked him how he could bear to treat us in such a way. However, Justin retorted, "My wife and child? It's still yet to be determined if she's my daughter."

I was hesitating. "Mom, Dad, I'm sorry," I thought. "I know you told me that I always had to repay everyone in full for the kindness they showed me. I have no way to repay Gordon for his kindness, but I cannot allow his hard work to go to ruins because of me." The bakery that Gordon owned was just a very small family bakery run by himself. In the past, I had lived a luxurious life as Ms. Brooke and never bothered lowering myself to understand the pains of those who barely scraped by in society.

Alistair asked "very sure. All souls who come to the lake are documented by us. We strip them of their past memories and send them to earth." "but that is their real name and they are Seventeen." "let me check the general register." Elena suggested "what is the general register?" Alistair asked "You know that not all souls are eligible for reincarnation, some have commited heinous crimes in their former lives so they are punished and sent to heavenly prison. All souls who come to the lake are documented in the general register." Elena explained as she checked the screen in front of her. As Elena saw the results, her face paled in fear. She immediately put her hands in the lake to contact Zar

Gordon said. “We just lost an ancient relic that is worth billions of dollars. Yarikh's box. We also lost billions on the blood moon when your friends burnt down our base in Westview. Our sponsors are losing their patience with me. If we don't get those genes from you today... Well, I need those genes.” “You sponsors, who are they?” I asked. “It's none of your business, Abby!” he yelled. “Just get in the truck.” “I'll go with you either way, so just tell me who your sponsors are,” I said. “I just want to know who is so interested in me that they spend billions for 17 years.”