Spirit Pharaoh Novels & Stories

"The spirit wolf did not take the sorcerer's findings well. He believed he was scammed. He looked for and found the wolves that had sold me to him. They too claimed they had bought me from someone, who also claimed to have bought me from someone. The chain was so long that it was clear that the person that had arranged for my kidnap did not want to be found or linked to the event. He was lucky because the spirit wolf killed a lot of them before he finally stopped searching. My original captor had distanced himself from it completely. Having spent so much to acquire me he didn't want to be rid of me easily, so I worked as his servant in his pack." " What is the name of this pack?" I interrupt

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.

As she touched the bloodied coin, her mouth muttered the familiar chant repetitively. "Spirit, spirit of the coin. Please come out and play with me. Spirit, spirit of the coin, please come out and play with me." The effect takes place in an instant. The chilling wind is blowing harshly in Thalia's room. The curtains shook strong as if a gale stormed inside her room. Thalia bowed her head down and reflectively protected her face with her free hand as the torrent of wind became harsher as time ticked away. It took only a minute or two for the wind to die down, yet, it's felt eternity for Thalia. A rotten odor wafted into her nostril, and Thalia's nose scrunched in disgust.

Veronica questioned and Sarah nodded as an answer before she stared at me. "Yes, then it came over me that she might have conspired with Zymir to overthrow me seventeen years ago. In the first place, I told her about Sage because I trusted her so much as the advisor of our pack for so many centuries. I didn't know that she would be my tragedy." "So it's true that she's an immortal," Magnus said, letting out an anxious sigh. "Do you know who she is truly?" Sarah turned her attention to him with a grim look. "She's an experimental vessel of the Phantom Queen that came to a failure eight hundred year ago but soon became the advisor of the Phantom pack after the rebellion."

It was Zephyr, an elder of the pack known for his wisdom and connection to the spirit realm. Zephyr approached, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and ancient knowledge. "The path ahead is treacherous," he warned, his voice carrying a haunting echo. "But the spirits whisper of loyalty and strength within our ranks. Seek their guidance, and you shall find the way." His words struck a chord within us, reminding us that our fight extended beyond the physical realm. The spirits had always played a role in our pack's journey, offering guidance and protection in times of need. We couldn't underestimate the power of their presence.

said the man named Enphinius. “Master is impatient, we don't have time. Master needs Watson Layer by the day after tomorrow and we need to get him back on time.” Pacular with a cold face looked at Vivian, seemingly sensing a different energy from her. “Too much danger if we wait, Enphinius. Owner has sensed that Hector's energy has disappeared. I wonder if the gods of Olympus found out that Hector is the second spirit born from the River Styx, but it doesn't benefit the master at all."

"Agni Spirit of the blazing fire, heed my command. Appear in my front, and destroy my enemy with your hands." "Sylphid of the elegant wind, hear my voice. Help me protect my people, help me defeat my enemy." Merlin summoned two spirits and used them to defeat Luci. Agni the Spirit of the blazing fire, is a high class spirit that even the Spirit King of the fire acknowledges his strength. Sylphid of the elegant wind, is a middle class spirit. Despite being a middle class, Sylphid is still a powerful spirit that even the other sages could not ignore her strength.

He communed with the elemental spirits whose favour granted him some amazing abilities. The priest gill, explained to him that Davis' magic was arcane, Montgaff's elemental, and his Devine. Device magic is bestowed by a Godspirit. A Godspirit is a individualization of an aspect of what priests called the Great Spirit. The great spirit encompassed everything, and being so vast, it used God spirits as its many faces. Sofux was the face of order, Mar, the face of fertility and so on.

Achilles rolled his eyes, “King Xaveris was a demi-god, no it wasn’t a legend. He was a demi-god by blessing, not by birth. From what Helga explained, if Seraphina’s blood was accepted as an offering to use Spirit magic then, she may be a demi-god.” “So only demi-god’s can use spirit magic?” Aurelia cocked her head to the side and frowned. “No, at least I don’t think so. Spirit magic died out centuries ago as it is too difficult to wield but, only a demi-god’s blood is a sufficient offering within Spirit magic.” “How do you even know all of this?” Aurelia looked at her brother with a perplexed look on her face.