Spirit Realm Wiki Novels & Stories

A soft hum vibrated through the realm, powerful yet calming. I knew where I was. The Spirit Realm. A place beyond life, beyond time—where the High Order resided. A shiver crawled up my spine as figures emerged from the mist. They were not human, not quite physical. Their forms were translucent, flickering like reflections on water. Their eyes glowed, holding the weight of centuries. One stepped forward. The tallest among them. Their leader. "Elara." The voice was neither male nor female, yet it echoed with authority.

No reason to bother. Total escape. I continued to listen. "But we all experience the same realm as one." "That dark space with the blurry lights?" "The spirit realm in its true form, not what we've made of it," Mother said this time. I shook my head, wanting to place my elbow on the table, but nearly toppled over. "But this just doesn't make sense.

“Yeah, she chose to be a wolf spirit warrior. I mean, how could she help her people if she was a spirit in the first place?” “In the spirit realm, a human could possess an animal spirit. There could be bad spirit or good spirit, but if you are chosen—” “Your soul should be pure, yeah,” I added. “That’s right.” “And they will choose you. They come and visit you in your dream in the form of an animal and talk to you.” “How do you know about this, Nirvana?” I was still confused. How did this have to do with her healing faster if she wasn’t a werewolf?

He had a pen and paper in his hand while he leaned in towards me with his eyes locked onto me. “Why do you have writing material in your hand?” “Oh! This? I just want to take note of what you're going to tell me. It's important for research purposes.” I quickly stole a glance at Ralph who just gave me a reluctant look, subtly indicating that I can go on with the explanation. “Most people who know how to meditate properly can travel and connect with the spirit realm at will.” “The spirit realm? What does the living have to do with the spirits?” I chuckled softly. “There are certain things that you will never understand no matter how hard you push your luck.”

“You will also assist Arion, the Spirit Guardian, in guiding the souls of fallen Weres across the veil to their eternal rest.” A shiver ran down my spine at the mention of Arion, a name spoken with reverence among our kind. The Spirit Guardian was known for his dedicated commitment to guiding souls, a role imbued with both honor and deep sorrow. “How long must I serve?” I asked, bracing myself for the answer I dreaded.

"What is a spirit walker, mother? Is it dangerous?" Mira sat on the edge of the bed and began to explain. “ A spirit walker is a very rare and special person that can go to different places in the spirit realm while their physical bodies remain at a particular place. It is like their soul can leave their body and fly to far away lands to see things and hear secrets. It is a very powerful gift, but it is also very scary because the soul can get lost.

I admit it, he is an excellent cook. "Ok, so you want to know about the drows," He said as he leaned on a chair and watched me eat. I nodded and he smiled. "Our world is governed by different realms. Human or Nature or 'Earth' realm is the world we live in... The one you have lived in all your life. The spirit realm is the cloak of things we half see, inhabited by fantastic creatures you heard of in tales and stories, those who would impact and change everything dramatically if ever they merge with our realm. It is a mystical place, similar to ours, but a safe haven for their kind. Us too if we ever wish to join them, as we were promised. But we, as well as the vampires, have chosen to remai

"But you said you entered the spirit prison of Spirit Realm. Great Emperor Spirit God didn't notice?" "I didn't think that Great Emperor Spirit God wouldn't be able to find me. I just waited there for a long time and I realized that in the spirit prison of Spirit World, there are also countless experts. There is a huge contradiction between them and the existence of the spirit race, which cannot be reconciled at all, so the spirit prison of spirit world is in fact a world within the world, in which there is no longer a great emperor. The master protects." Archibald Henry immediately spoke.

I heard the sound of a gong as I looked out the window, and everyone gathered in front of the chapel to await the arrival of the blood moon. Two men in the traditional shinobi Shōzoku entered the room and escorted the sheriff and I outside the chapel to stand with the elders as the female elders of the clan commenced the shadow dance ritual to initiate Jacob and the Alpha pack. I couldn't focus on the shadow dance because I saw Kelvin kneeling directly in front of the chapel with the spirit sword. Awaiting his fate. “Molly? Can you hear me?” Blake whispered in my mind. “I'm a little occupied right now,” I said. “But we'll be there soon.”

Iris thought it rather obscure how exactly one executed Justice and Order, but apparently that was what the priests were for. Iris liked Father Upton, but a lot of what he said confused her. He called Candlemaidens priestesses with a weight that made it seem as if he believed what they did was part of a religion, but spiritcraft had nothing to do with beliefs or gods or doctrines. It was simply a reaction to reality, the logic of life. If one didn't keep the dead down, they'd rise up and hassle those in town. If one didn't appease the river spirits, they'd cause mischief. Perhaps there was a sense of mystic destiny to Candlemaidens; they were born able to see spirits, and so they were chosen