Novel & Cerita Spirit Ocs

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

“Lemme get this straight: you want my help to escape so that I can be imprisoned inside you forever? Is it me or does that sound dumb?” Diego could find no words to respond. “I’m sorry my dear, but this is a once in a lifetime window for me. We never liked each other anyway,” the Spirit said with contempt in her voice. “Now be gone! You’re ruining my victory song.” “I’ll just kill myself then,” Diego declared with newly found confidence. “Dorian already volunteered,” the Spirit responded. “My death will take us the same way,” “Are you that desperate?” the Spirit’s smile faded.

Pink spirits were called 'The spirits of defense', indeed as the name suggests, the spirits could manifest different kinds of barriers, walls or even a sphere but no larger than 5-metres radius. The next were the blue spirits, they were also known as "The spirits of Time". They harnessed the power to 'stop' time for 5 seconds. Everything and everyone, no matter what that thing or how much strong he or she was, except the user and the spirit, if he or she was within 5-metres radius, then they will be stopped for 5 seconds.

I hadn’t talked to animals before. “His spirit is expanded thanks to him bonding with my sister. He can understand basic language well enough now.” Oisin explained. “Oh.” That meant that he had clearly understood anything I said around him. I quickly ran my memory back to see if I has said anything particularly bad. “So then if his soul is expanded then why can’t he talk?” I asked. Shouldn’t it go both ways? “Spirit not soul.” “Okay.” He hadn’t answered my question yet. Oisin sighed and replied.

Theodore patiently said as he pointed to the ocean. Soheila and the six birds looked down to see what's Theodore was pointing at and they saw huge fishes and colored fishes. They were the water types spirit beasts and the most dangerous ones since they would go with a group. Also, the spirit beasts in the ocean are seldom get killed since cultivators rarely go to the middle of the ocean.

Hard. Before anyone could react— Another presence stepped forward. Order. Calm. Composed. Unlike Chaos— He didn’t demand attention. He simply held it. “I am Order,” he said, inclining his head slightly. His voice was steady. Clear. “I serve as the embodiment of the Spirit Realm.” A ripple moved through the room. “I stand beside Sol,” he continued, “as witness to his trials… and as confirmation of his ascension.” Now— They understood. Not fully.

At first glance, there seemed to be many connected blood springs and wells in the void. "Fierce Spirit Oceanic Dominion Pearl!" Caspian did not intend to give the Grand Pure Emperor any chance to fight back.

He glanced up towards the man before his wife. “The reason it’s not a Holy War is that we don’t have the spear that killed Jesus. Nor do we have the chalice and we’re not battling in the Holy City.” He felt Ava’s hand laced into one of his, allowing him to explain further. “A Spirit War is what we’re in the middle of, fighting for the souls of this world.” He glanced around the room. “But it seems that he wants to have a war here in Spokane.”

She switched her gaze to the witches and ordered them to summon all the witches. Turning to face his son, “You must return home and never leave the house.” Lucas was about to say, “No mom, that son of a bitch killed my girlfriend, he has to pay,” Susan hauled him into another portal that leads back home. “Ozenzo will not get away this time.” She bit the bottom of her lips with evil in her eyes. Ozenzo is a deadly evil spirit. He commands thousands upon thousands of evil spirits and together they invade the afterworld causing chaos and mayhem. The ancestors' world isn’t exceptional.

"Focus on recovering. You've already resolved Sonia's problem." Aria stretched. "Then I can take a break." While they talked, Sylas sat in a yard far away. His long black robe trailed across the floor as his fingers traced a black arcane implement that radiated bone-chilling, unholy energy. A faint, nearly invisible black fog drifted over its surface—the manifestation of the awakened Demonic Spirit; the Celestial Spirit inside had grown so weak it was nearly undetectable. Sylas lowered his gaze as he waited for his subordinate who had been watching the battle between Morwenna and Aria. The yard was so quiet he could hear the black mist swirling across the implement.