Novel & Cerita Soul Recycling

At the center of the chaos, Sophia was suspended in a harness, her fingers flying across a holographic interface that was flickering with a violent, rhythmic red. "The countdown has started, Leo," Sophia whispered, her voice barely audible over the roar of the Core. "The Directorate has activated the 'Recession-Phase' from orbit. The signal is piggybacking on the Spire’s own gravity-link. We have three hours before the cellular decay becomes irreversible." The Surgery of the Soul

Around them, the twenty-four smaller circles, each a testament to my painstaking work, held their silent, skeletal charges. The corpses, a testament to our recent victories, were a motley collection, their forms ravaged by battle, their flesh decaying under the weight of time. I knew that many would be rejected by the Soul Forge, their essence too weak, their life force too depleted. That was why I had spared no effort in gathering every single corpse I could lay my hands on, a desperate gamble to ensure that at least a few would be worthy of this ancient ritual. Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself for the unknown. "Release," I whispered the word a tremor in the stillness of the basement.

It was searching every soul in the city to see if they were 'authorized' to be alive. The woman’s infant began to wail, a sharp, stuffy sound that echoed off the quartz pillars. The drone ignored the child. It finished the scan. The mother slumped forward, her skin turning a waxy, translucent gray—the mark of a soul that had been processed and found redundant. *Recycling,* the mountain whispered through my marrow. *They’re starting with the memories.* The drone pivoted. Its unblinking red lens turned toward Leo.

If I find you, I’ll leave myself, in you somewhere there is my shore. You alone are what I remember. O' my SOUL... _______________________ Since the time I have passed through your door, I have started to laugh freely, You are the most precious gift from God... O' my SOUL... _______________________ The prayers of the heart went beyond the sky, It was then that I got you, O' my SOUL... _______________________ I found my SOUL in you. My world doesn’t exist beyond your arms, keep me here only,

Even those who'd suspected, who'd researched, who'd prepared, were stunned by direct confirmation. "That's impossible," an elder protested. "Reincarnation. Soul return. Those are legends. Mythology. Not documented reality." "They're documented extensively," Caleb said, standing. "Eastern Territory archives contain detailed records. Historical accounts spanning centuries. Soul return happens. Rarely. Under specific conditions. When the goddess deems purpose incomplete. When love transcends death. When destiny requires continuation beyond single lifetime. I am proof. Living proof. Undeniable proof." "Prove it then. Demonstrate something only Miguel Reyes would know. Something impossible for ra

Now tell me what do you want] "Just a few skill. 1st Appraisall. 2nd Creation Magic but i can only create non living thing. 3rd Elemental Magic. 4th Auto Dismantle only work when i touch a dead body except human and lastly an Inventory." Hearing the thing i want her eyes bulged up, she was shocked by my choosen skill. She then said. [Those skill.. It can't be counted as cheat you know?[ I think it depend how we use it. So do you approve it" [Ok then, i approve. Sign up] With a smile i then sign the contract. And then there a light engulfing me. [Contract of Reincarnation. By the name of me, Goddess that govern life and death. I approve thy:

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

And somehow I want to be reincarnated, yet I don't have a soul so it's not possible. Before I could react, Michael appeared in front of us. "You go to hell, by means of that, you are going to disappear. Poof!" He gestured with a mocking smile. "Like you never existed." "Do you want to wipe us all, vampires?" He nodded. "I am working on erasing your existence and I am going to start with your clan." "Will it end if I kill myself?" "It won't. You have no soul," Syne replied from a distance. "You will disappear and will never go back so you don't dare die until you grow a soul and I can reincarnate you."

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

I let out a calming breath and she strokes my hair. "Is everything okay out here," Valerie asks with concern. "Today is also the day she lost Jess and Cassie," Kelly chokes quietly and hands over her phone with the email. "Joyce sent me this a few minutes ago." She reads the email and she looks up in surprise. "The baby is Jennifer's," she asks confused. "Joyce remembered Jennifer from a year ago, donating her sperm to the hospital. There was still leftover blood from a blood draw when she was shot two weeks ago. Joyce matched it to the sperm and the DNA is an exact match," Kelly chokes with joy in her tone.