Novel & Cerita Soul Stone Keeper

he laughed hard and louder. "You seemed so certain about this Garol, who is he?" Cassandra tried to stop him from laughing. "He is the first keeper of the Stone of Kitana. He was dead before it was given to the Manor of Alpha Jones. He had no idea of any agreement. All he cared about is the Stone" he nodded. ********************* Two hundred years ago. Dane and Bodoe walked into a dark tomb. Dane lit a torch and the place became lit up. "Are you sure the stone is here, Dane?" Bodoe asked with a shaky voice. He kept turning around. He was obviously spooked.

The Keeper said quietly. “I am not sure when the king plans to leave, and I don’t want anything to be rushed. The earlier the better.” The Keeper looked surprised. “I thought you would take it? yourself?” “No. The Goddess declared the relics to be taken by the rulers of the kingdoms only.” The Keeper nodded. “So the Sacred Heart Stone will be taken to the Moon Pool after all?” He asked. “Yes. It’s the only way to avert disaster.” “I have a bad feeling about this.” The Keeper sighed.

"Like you threatened my parents?" His pupils constricted, as if my words had struck a nerve. But a second later, his cold command came. "Take her Soulstone." Two guards immediately seized my shoulders. "No!" I struggled desperately. "I poured my soul into that stone!" It was a perfect Soulstone I had spent three years polishing, infusing it with all of my spiritual energy. If it were taken from me by force, my spirit would be severely damaged. But Kaelen was unmoved. He personally ripped the Soulstone from my necklace and handed it to the healer. "Use this."

Dawn brought an unexpected visitor to the temple a figure cloaked in mist and starlight who materialized from the forest without triggering any of our early warning systems. I felt their presence only when they were already standing at the temple doors, radiating power so ancient that it made my Eclipse Covenant abilities feel like flickering candle flames. "Selene of the awakened bloodline," the figure said, their voice carrying harmonics that spoke of eons rather than centuries. "I am Memory Keeper Solas, guardian of the old truths. Your beacon has stirred knowledge that was meant to remain buried."

"I suppose it is. Soulstone was formed from the souls of thousands perhaps, all fossilized centuries ago when the gods themselves roamed the earth and walked among us in various guises. It can only be found in the realms that were eventually given over to the Daemons as they rose, and accessible only by those who rule those lands." "How come you're such an expert on all of this Bartholomew?" Adam asked suspiciously, clearly unnerved by the composition of the soulstone. "Spend enough years in this place and eventually you'll have read enough books enough times to be able to answer most questions with a degree of certainty," Bartholomew chuckled, "It also helps to have spent a lot of time with

Eventually, she started smiling again. She and Dad visited often, bringing my favorite candies or new dresses. They sat by my grave and told me about their days. Then, one day, the guardian told me I could not watch anymore. "Your sister-in-law is about to have a baby, and you're still here! Go get reborn already!" Even when she scolded me, she looked sweet. That was when it hit me. I had been dead for 20 years. She dragged me to my feet and insisted I had to go, no arguments. Fine. I took the number she handed me and pretended to wait my turn like everyone else. Then, I slipped down a side corridor when she was not paying attention. I dove headfirst into a woman's belly.

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

He looked at her for a long moment before answering. “I am the Keeper.” “The office that survives when every Founder falls.” The room fell silent. Gabriel whispered, “The Keeper was only a legend.” “No,” the man replied. “Legends are easier to ignore than truth.” He slowly removed one glove and placed a small brass seal on the table. It bore the same constellation of seven stars. “The Founders built the Covenant.” “I built the rules that kept it alive.” Lucien never lowered his weapon. “And Edmund?” “My most faithful student.”