Soul Stone Keeper Mga Nobela at Kwento

I sighed and thought about my teenage days where I was so happy and fun-loving but my Dad’s death took it away and also because of my rivals. My rival is actually my Dad’s friend, but he backstabbed him, so I don’t trust anyone other than the blood relatives. Maybe after marriage, I will trust Sheela and probably even like her. Nonetheless, love is never going to be the case. With years of hard work, I just became a distant person to everyone except my family. Stone Corporation means a lot to me. It is just my life, and no one can mess with it.

“Usually, we do, but there has been an increase in activity with them lately. We have intel that they may have helped a vampire create a soul stone.” “What’s a soul stone?” “Exactly what it sounds like. It holds a soul in it. Sick bastards have captured someone’s soul if this information is accurate. We need to find out who they created it for and where it could be. If it worked, then they could make more, and then what happens? There’s no telling what they could do if they start trapping people’s souls,” Ewan replied.

He asks me, it's been a while since he allowed us to go, most of the demons have messed things up, they weren't able to find a pet, unable to make them love them or simply cheated the rules and got pulled back to hell. "I will try my best, my Lord," I say bowing respectfully to him, I'm one of the best-behaved demons, also one of the strongest. "Who'd be in charge of your family in your absence?" He asks me, of course, my family can't be left alone. "Arlo, sir," I say, Arlo is my adopted heir, he might look like a badass guy, he is one too, but he also has what most of hell lacks emotions, that's what makes him an even greater leader.

“Do you need their cores?” “Rather than the core, what I need is the soul stone which could be found right beside their core. The soul stone is a black crystal where the souls of their prey were collected. It was used to fuel their cores with a lot more mana that’s why these monsters were much more ferocious despite their size.” “How many soul stones do you need?” “As many as you could collect.” Dio smirked. “Consider it done. I plan on reaching the 40th floor on my 1st month so expect me to be back after a month and a half.”

[Name: Skeletor] [Level: 3 (10 XP left to lv 4)] [Race: lesser abyssal skeleton] [Role: Gatherer (v)] - The purpose of a gatherer is to collect resources to be processed by artisans. +1 bonus dexterity. [Abyssal force (Health + Mana): 74/74] [Attack: 8] [Defense: 10] [Dexterity: 15 (+1)] [Agility: 5] [Intelligence: 3]

Sofia asked, her sapphire eyes narrowing. "We know every name written in the light of that Stone," a man said, stepping forward. He wore the armor of an ancient era, but his eyes were the same piercing indigo as Sofia’s. "I am Aelred. I held the Heartstone when the Eldergloom was nothing but a forest. And she is Elara, who held it when the first vampire king tried to swallow the sun. We are the echoes. The failures. The ones the Stone finished with."

No one wanted a repeat. Low murmurs rippled through the stone as familiar rivals took their places. Keeper Sael of the Ninth Circle arrived with her chin high, eyes cold, her two protectors rigid behind her like carved statues. Keeper Vorrin followed, his magic coiled tight and angry, his protectors visibly straining under the pressure of so many circles in one place.

"There's one... However, it is prohibited. It predates the gods. And hazardous. "I'm not interested. I'll do anything. His eyes were warning as he looked at me. "You can't stop once you start. You donate a piece of your soul if you complete the ceremony. "I'll give it my all," I declared. "He is my son." From his coat, the Harbinger withdrew a black stone. It had a slight crimson glow. He declared, "This is the Heart Stone." Lay it across his chest. The words of life will then be spoken. However, keep in mind that something else always replaces the person you bring back.

“We have to destroy them all. It’s the only way to ensure our family’s safety.” As they deliberated their next move, a low rumble echoed through the cavern. The family froze, their eyes darting toward the entrance. From the shadows emerged a figure cloaked in black, their face obscured by a hood. “Who are you?” Wickham demanded, stepping protectively in front of Clara and the children. The figure raised a hand, revealing a glowing amulet that pulsed in time with the orb’s light. “I am the Keeper,” they said, their voice calm but commanding. “You have done well to make it this far, but your journey is not yet complete.”

drew it is because I had brought her here before. You see Kara is special, you see. Have you ever heard of the Moon Stone Atlas?" "Yes, but I was told it was a myth and that it didn't really exist." "Oh, it is very real and it is here on your property deep within your mountain chain." I looked at her stand and she just chuckled at me. "You see Atlas, Kara is special because she has been chosen to be the next Moon Stone guardian." I looked at her shocked, "The next Moonstone guardian?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled and continued, "She will be our race's savior. She will be quite powerful once she comes into her full powers and will be sought after by those who want to do us harm. She