The Soul Takers Wow Novels & Stories

"We're trying to fix your sibling. Next, it's your turn. If you truly care about her, get her swimming and acting like a fisheri." "Don't you dare tell me what to do with my family!" "They can't fix the wrist, so she'll never have a sheathed blade. Her only protection will be her released spores." "And your point?" Miro's eyes sparkled with unshed moisture. "Zalo is your liability for eternity. Make up your mind now—do you want her in your world, or will you swim away from reality?" Miro gaped at Coco's back as the CEO made her escape, walking confidently to the exit.

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“It’s a disappearance spell. Meant to send the victim to a limbo or a location chosen by the caster.” “Then why didn’t it work?” Keiran asked, stepping closer. “She’s still here.” “It tried to work,” Lora said softly. “But she’s too powerful. Her soul is resisting full separation. So instead of vanishing… she just collapsed.” I clenched my fists. “So her soul isn’t gone… It’s just hovering. Waiting to be yanked out completely.” Nelly swore under her breath. “We need to stop Gazelle now.” “That’s exactly what I’m thinking,” I said, standing up. “We know Gazelle is trying to harvest Luka’s soul. That means she’s likely doing the same thing with Selene. One vessel to summon death. The other to

Amara asked. She has many names. Her spies are everywhere. The third child of the promise is— Pain shot through me, breaking the link. I gasped, water filling my lungs as something yanked me back to my physical body. I thrashed in the silver liquid, fighting to the top. When I broke through, chaos met me. The temple was under attack. Black-clothed figures moved through the halls, cutting down the temple guards with ease. Their blades glowed with unnatural green light – Souleaters, tools that could kill even a Starborn permanently.

Their hands shook as they clenched and unclenched them, thinking of the old man, of the soul that was lost. Kael crouched beside them, scythe balanced lightly. “Feel that pulse?” they asked, tapping the sigil. “That’s a tether. Every soul you lose stretches it thin. Hesitate again, and it snaps. You’ll wish the Wraith had eaten you last time.” “I can’t just take them,” Avery whispered. “Then you’ll die,” Kael said flatly. “Or worse.” Avery swallowed. “So this is my life now. Always… waiting to kill?”

I felt myself sway back on the heels of my feet, only to have Lucas stand behind me to steady my balance. “What exactly is a ‘soul-snatcher’, apart from its namesake?” he asked. “What the two of you need to understand is that these creatures live in the shadows and feed off of life in order to survive. Like an unearthly parasite,” she explained. Aurora beckoned for all of us to sit down. “A ‘soul-snatcher’ is a type of demon. Very rare and exceedingly fickle when selecting someone they’re willing to connect themselves with,” she said.

He was caught off guard by this sudden joyful news. He thought to himself, ‘We only need to get rid of all Leila’s living creatures? ‘Isn’t that what the Soul Devourers love to do? ‘There are countless living souls. ‘Especially the five Leila rulers. ‘If I could devour the souls of these five Overlords, maybe I can finally take that half step and become a real Heavenly Overlord. ‘A Heavenly Overlord! ‘The realm that all Overlords dream of.’

“Trouble is, the demon she had a pact with uses the same binding mark as Rener.” “Holy crap! Did you know what she sold?” “That ain’t really my concern. I don’t care much about her.The real question is whose soul she sold,” Takumi’s tongue explored his frontal teeth. “You know Rener’s kind, they could take souls from anyone the dealer knows.” “Oh,” regrets suddenly crossed Tomoya’s face. “I think I’m screwed.” “Hmm…” Takumi scoffed. “And one more.” “There’s more?!” “Sure. Still remember Zach?”

In an instant, he was inside Two's Soul Scape. The Soul Scape was an immaterial Dimension inside one's self. Adding Ion Energy into it, allowed it to turn corporeal once the Cultivator reached the Correct Realm to do so. Better than carrying any pouches or sacks for that matter. But since it was connected to one's soul the destruction of the Soul would destroy all the items inside. It also required the nurturing of Ion Energy.

Without his soulmate nearby, like shinny light at the end of the tunnel, without her fullness to fill his emptiness, he would become his father or even worse. Blood dripped out of their mouths, noses, ears, as he reached onto their souls. Tugging. Dragging. Devouring. Their cries of pain filled his ears, as he took one long sip from the goblet. The screams of pain around him reducing as he took and took till there was nothin left to take. A soul Seizer. The most powerful creature there would ever be. The tapestry on his ceiling, narrated a long ago prophecy. A Soul Seizer that had no soul of his own.