Tanjiro's Soul Novels & Stories

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

Then, the scattered petals flew back into Angeline’s body. Jay looked at the owner of the Soul Orb, and he looked at Tenzel with a distressed face. “You can’t do this, Tenzel. Or you’ll be wiped out.” Tenzel said, “I’m saving Mother, so even if my soul is gone, I’ll have no regrets.” As soon as he was done speaking, Tenzel’s body turned transparent. Only a strand of Soul Silk came out, and it morphed into Robbie on the ground.

To him, it all sounded like a domestic dispute on a cosmic level. Looking around the room, Jinx followed the traces of Agent's actions. He could feel where the former avatar for Chaos had used his aura and for what. He could also feel another soul - not here but far away - reaching out for the glittering thread that Tarsi was winding up. If he concentrated, Jinx could see wisps of thread connecting Agent's soul to another.

His soul seemed to be torn apart by the God of War phantom. There were sounds of splashing. A desperate thought was born in the heart of Jian Yu. How could he possibly be able to withstand such a terrifying soul attack from Zephyr Khan? "How dare you!" "Buzz!" See! Jian Yu's soul was about to be directly obliterated by Zephyr Khan's War God phantom. Unexpectedly! An extremely huge spirit energy. All of a sudden, it erupted from the body of Jian Yu. Not only that! This spirit energy was full of amazing killing power!

It doesn’t draw blood, but instead holds onto my leg and stares up at me. Shaking badly, I try to pull myself together. Eventually, I force myself to grab ahold of it and pull it off my leg so I can get a closer look. When we are both at eye level, I see that it is indeed one and the same because now the little boy has the soul eater’s pale beautiful face.

"I cannot believe Tanashiri is this unrefined and rude in the way he speaks. He lacks manners and nobility in character. An educated man from an elite family should not act like this! I am so ashamed of myself!" Master Qui acquired some parts of Tanashiri's persona, for they share an existence. Technically, they co-existed. In Tanashiri's body, there lies a quarter of Master Qiu's persona. Soul. In Master Qiu's body, there lies a quarter of Tanashiri's persona. Soul.

Fiona looked at the handsome young man before her and smiled sadly. “I’m not absolutely certain, but my guess is it will make an attempt to leave Tara and return to Lucy,” she explained patiently. “If Tara’s work was done and her affairs are in order, then that’s good. If the mission is not accomplished… and in this case it wasn’t… then Tara’s subconscious will fight for the right to keep the soul. The struggle could cause such confusion for the soul that it leaves both bodies behind and goes into the state of limbo until it is given the right to reincarnate in an entirely new body in a completely different time and place.” “It can do that?” he asked.

"What are you talking about?" Archfiend Antigonus' face was animated. "After fusing with his fairy soul, it's now your turn." He raised his right hand to the top of Zakari's head as soon as he finished speaking. He noticed a palm-sized golden figure condensing above Zakari's head. It was his fairy soul. Archfiend Antigonus snatched the fairy soul from the air and absorbed its energy into his own. "You!" Zakari's face turned deathly pale without his fairy soul, and he let out a miserable howl. "You won't meet a good end." He would lose everything as a Profound Heavenly General if he did not have his fairy soul.

Nori stopped. The words hit her like a blade finding a seam. Kolden’s gaze was on her, steady and empty and absolute. “They cut the part of you that returns.” The bond flared once—hot, fierce, alive. And Nori, for the first time since the fracture, didn’t chase the heat. She held it. Like a vow she hadn’t spoken yet. Like a fire she would not let the world extinguish.

“Pull! Now! Or it’s gone!” Avery gritted their teeth, digging deep. They visualized the soul’s light, imagined it as something human, something alive and begging not to be lost. They yanked, tugging with every ounce of strength they could muster. The threads flared, wrapping the soul tighter, drawing it toward them. For a moment, hope. The soul’s chaotic form began to solidify, glowing steadily, as if recognizing Avery’s pull. Victory seemed close, so close they could taste it.