Spirit Object Novels & Stories

“They tampered with forces beyond their understanding. Why should we intervene?” Evelyn raised her chin, her voice unwavering. “Because they are innocent. They are children, drawn into darkness by this cursed book. Punish me if you must, but help them.” The spirits exchanged glances, their forms shifting in the ethereal light. Finally, the seventh spirit, shrouded in a dark mist, stepped forward. Its voice was deep and resonant. “We will assist them, but know this: the path they walk is not ours to alter. They must prove their worth to survive.”

Méah panicked. "Méah, you were not supposed to live. You only live because of the three spirits that used to inhabit your body. It was the reason why you become the heir of destruction because you managed to restore your own spirit, giving you four pulses. When my former master, Draea become a prisoner of the black crystal, Purple Smoke, she found you as a perfect puppet and took advantage of my friends' powers," Jidah sadly said. "No! I'm not going anywhere! I want to live! I want to be with Keir!" Méah refused as she stepped away from Jidah.

They encountered hostile spirits and treacherous terrain, but their resolve never wavered. Finally, they reached the heart of the Spirit Realm, where the elusive herb grew. It was guarded by a powerful spirit, its presence radiating an aura of immense strength. The spirit spoke, its voice echoing through the realm. “To take this herb, you must prove your worth. Show me your true strength and unity.” Drawing upon their bond, the group faced the spirit in a trial of combat and wit. They fought with everything they had, their abilities complementing each other perfectly. The spirit, impressed by their display of courage and unity, granted them the herb.

Kieran said. Tresicta stood before the bed that belonged to the body she currently occupied and sighed. She turned around closing her eyes and falling back. Before her body hit the bed, she was back into the landscape of her host and she wasn’t sure what she was looking at. Some sort of hybrid, a combination between a human and a cat looking at her. OH! She had forgotten about that. Everyone had a spirit animal.

Or so I'd been taught. Sassafras grunted softly, tail twitching. "And in all your nineteen years of accumulated wisdom, you've learned everything there is to know, have you?" I hated it when he did that. "Okay then, smarty pants," I said. "What's beyond Spirit?" Liam saved Sassafras the trouble of answering. "They are outside Spirit," he said. "Pure Universal energy. According to Iepa, they were literally the hands of creation." "Were?" I felt my hands clenching together as the wavering image of the woman I'd seen in my dream hovered in my mind's eye. "Where did they go?"

His treason was the reason why he was casted out of heaven. "Then God did something no Angels have ever thought God would do. He put a piece of himself inside the bodies of the Spirituals. It was called the spirit. Angels explain it like this. They say that they saw a drop of water that was shinier than all the suns in the galaxy. And it was pure with its colour too. It was blue, the symbol of purity and good. They said they saw God putting that in the bodies of the Spirituals. Now God didn't use all the power of the archangels. He kept some safe. After all, this was all when God was creating the humans." Perhaps the creation of humans was a damn amazing miracle. I finally understood how hum

This also reminded me of my own circumstances-that I should never get close to them, never trust, and always do anything to survive. Yep! and getting a contract with a spirit is one of my ways to avoid death so I shouldn't get so heart broken over this. After resolving my mind, I look couragely at the sight infront of me and suddenly, a light struck to me once again. 'huh? Where am I?" "You're at the spirits' den and I am the god of spirit" A startling voice suddenly popped up to explain where I am. And turns out that it was the god of spirit's voice

You mean something like you? 'No. Hers is different from me. The spirit that she's talking to takes a form of a glowing marble. They can also be considered as familiars because they also possess a great amount of power and have an infinite amount of mana.' 'So the one that dispelled the powerful ray Supreme Principal Von released was that spirit?' Knight asked. 'No, that was my doing. Esferas Espirituales or Spirit Spheres doesn't have the ability to dispel any magical attacks. They can deflect it but it will be five times powerful when it returns to the caster.

The spirit’s face twisted in alarm as an unseen force pushed back against her spell, shattering the calm. “What’s happening?” Sophia gasped, clinging to Ethan. The spirit’s voice echoed, this time tinged with urgency. “There is another who resists this bond. One who wishes to keep you here, bound by anger and vengeance.” Sophia’s eyes widened, her mind racing. “Who would want that?” The spirit’s form began to fade, her voice barely a whisper. “Someone who has claimed you both… in darkness.” And then, with a final pulse of light, the spirit vanished, leaving them standing alone in the eerie silence, with more questions than ever.

Or something else entirely. Aside from that, Spirit User was an interesting Skill, letting Chaos contract a Spirit to use Spirit Magic! Or many perhaps. But what was Spirit Magic to begin with? It was intriguing, and the young Chaos was thirsty for knowledge above all things, even more than power, he wanted to learn, and to investigate the worlds, the galaxy, and the universe, and discover all of its secrets. Perhaps this was due to his lack of knowledge and innocence, but he seemed to have an adventurous personality.