Spirit System Novels & Stories

“This is far beyond telekinesis, mortal. But that’s not what we’re here to discuss.” He took the cup, partly to avoid her gaze. The tea’s aroma was mesmerising—warm, clear, and addicting. He took a cautious sip and instantly felt clarity surge through his mind, his fatigue vanishing. “Holy shit,” he muttered. “That’s good. What tea is this?” “Spiritual Tea,” she replied. “It helps your inner energy flow freely and clears your mind.” Danial leaned back, impressed. “Tastes better than anything I’ve had in either world.”

Downer, in the afternoon I read books in the library and in the evening I practice magic until the wee hours of the morning. From what I read in the book, there is knowledge about the 6 Dragons and 6 Spirits overlord magic. At the beginning of the creation of the world, 6 main Spirits and Dragons were created respectively. Spirits have the basic elements of magic such as Water, Fire, Wind, Earth as well as black and white magic. Spirits are placed in parallel worlds because their population increases with the addition of humans. Spirits don't have a physical body, so they don't reproduce nor can they exist in the human world without a physical body.

I asked no one in particular. All of them exchange a look of hesitation. it was Alastair who answered. "Vampire spirit is a lone vampire who is immoral. Vampire's being immortal is just a myth. But the Vampire spirit is different from all of them. He worships the lord of darkness. His work is to protect his species. He has been doing it for centuries " I process everything he told me. A question arises in my mind. " How did Morgan know about the Vampire spirit? She could have yelled vampire or killer or anything. Her uttering that particular name doesn't sit right with them" I asked.

Zhou Fu was furious because he had been arguing for quite a while but the woman didn't heed the slightest bit of his request. The white-haired beauty introduced herself as the embodiment of Holy Spirit Magic. She said that she had the power to restore the souls of the dead. “Not all places on earth are inhabited by Holy Spirits. The Holy Spirit is a gift from God for lands that are ruled justly and prosperously. We didn't just choose anyone to revive. I chose you, and for that you should be grateful, not angry!”

"It's not too late to be hopeful this can change your whole life. I had a cousin who was a late bloomer and transformed during his twentieth birthday. My family believes that something happened in the spiritual realm that made the transformation delayed." "The spiritual realm?" This was the first time she heard of it. "It is an invisibe realm where we get our spirit wolf or any other spirits from the other races. The spirits also bond and find their own partners in which the 'mate' is created. They are fated for each other no matter what refusal you have against the mating bond it's unescapable. Other than that the dead souls also wander in the spirit realm turning into a spirit wolf." Iris

Spirit creation! It was a metamorphosis in one’s spirit, a metamorphosis in one’s type. It was a change that occurred when one’s spirit reached a certain level, and turned into a metamorphosis. A creation that occurs as everything is made anew. Zephyr’s Spirit Realm was now a realm that was solid and grounded, a realm where his spirit’s potency had maximized itself. Despite that, his energy flow suffered no quandaries. In fact, it hastened to compete.

** Paige’s POV ** I feel it before Ronnie says the words, a subtle pull in my chest, threads tightening between me and each of them, different textures, different temperatures. “You are Spirit,” Ronnie says to me, his voice steady. “Not light alone. Not life alone. Spirit is will, choice, meaning. You connect what is, what was, and what will be.” My stomach warms in response, a soft answering thrum that makes my breath hitch. “And they,” Ronnie continues, turning slightly, “are the elements that allow Spirit to exist in the physical world.”

HOOOOOOWWWWWWLLLLLLL…!!!!! My howl echoed then followed by Destine who was Sabrina’s wolf. Yes, Sabrina apparently has powers blessed by the moon Goddess herself, her wolf is a white wolf only known to be possessed by the moon Goddess herself, no one else is heard to have her and I, with my own eyes see her and she is my mate. Is this a blessing from you moon Goddess? An answer or a favor for me who has spent all this time alone and sad?

Porcupines, I hate her. “If you ever change your mind,” she says, “you know where to find me. Just keep in mind, religion is for those who are scared of Hell. Spirituality is for those who have already been there.” And what about those who have been to a place worse than Hell? I silently wonder. “I expect a little bit of spirituality can go a long way in our line of work,” she says. “I know it has for me. Anyway, I won’t beat you over the head with it anymore. Goodnight, girlfriend.”

He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?"