Ulcerated Tree Spirit Weakness Novels & Stories

My legs trembled as I clutched my chest and yelped. “Your body is weak and rotting. It can’t tolerate the energy of your soul and will decay…” the tree held a leaf in its hand and the green leaf lost its colors and crumpled, turning into ash. “I can take care of your soul better than you.” it allowed the ruins to drop to the ground where the roots were. Hot tears pooled in my eyes as I constantly spat blood out of my mouth. I wanted to tell the weird tree to shut the fuck up, but it was right. I didn’t know if my body would be able to survive. My soul was my worst enemy now.

As it incurred that I was not human and was injured it decided to provide some support. Tree spirits can only ease the pain, they can not heal it and they do it only for magical creatures. They don’t do it for humans and for some reason vampires aren’t included either. Why I came here instead of going to the hospital? The hospital would give me the blood but there will be no ease to the pain and at the moment I only wanted the pain to numb even though I knew it was temporary.

Bit by bit, black light forming eyes and mouth began to appear on the tree trunk. "What did you say earlier Za?" asked Reymond who was beside Azareel. "It's a vine, its main strength is a plant, but we can't attack with the earth element, it makes it easier for the tree to fight its enemies." Azareel explained while noticing the tree's traits. "Eee ... that tree reminds me of Helloween days," said Tanner. "Now isn't the time to joke around, Tanner," Eruza admonished. "I am not kidding!"

Elder Stanford calls out “if you don’t get a response immediately try again some of the older spirits are stubborn or try a different tree” Changing trees seems like the easy way to go so I stick it out with the tree I choose I repeat the steps again and get nothing back. I wait a while for some type of indication there’s a tree spirit but give up as I’m about to leave I feel a soft breeze carry along some words as it drifts by me. I stop in my tracks this has got the attention of both elders and they make their way over to me. “Faith did you hear something” “Yes elder I mean yes Stan.”

His eyes gleamed with cold amusement, as if everything unfolding were nothing more than a game. His voice drifted out slowly, laced with a hypnotic calm. "My soul root, hidden within these old trees, have fed on a thousand years of grudges and positive energy. The unholy spring was merely bait. The true heart of the manifestation lies in the trees. "Destroying the unholy spring changes nothing. This is only the beginning." Aria narrowed her eyes. She had considered countless possibilities, yet never imagined that the true core lay within the thousand-year-old trees.

The seer, who had guided me every step of the way, smiled softly. "The Divine Essence lies within this tree," the seer said, their voice carrying the weight of reverence. "But to retrieve it, you must commune with the spirits of nature, proving your worth and commitment to the restoration of life." With reverence in my heart, I approached the Sacred Tree, raising my hands and closing my eyes. I felt the energy of the forest coursing through me, an ancient power that recognized my purpose. In that moment, I became one with the spirits of nature, connected to the intricate web of life that spanned the world.

Looking at the place where I had died in my previous life, I shook my head silently. In my heart, I answered, “Mom, there won’t be a second chance. In my last life, you almost killed me. “Our mother-daughter bond ended there. I once longed for your love and trust, but now I don’t need it. Your belated love belongs to a past I’ve already let go…” Ethan, crushed by the blow, developed depression and was admitted to a psychiatric hospital for treatment. Afterward, I cut all ties with the rest of my family.

I walked from one to another, my hand moving over the tree stumps and I could feel the energy there, it was dwindling as if dying but not when they had given us their souls so willingly. I felt my light pour out, brushing my hand over each tree stump and I knew they would grow again, stronger and larger than before. More and more fell until they stopped. Vex was moving around counting then he stopped, his eyes wide. “Impossible.” He said and I thought he would faint.

Far from the city, where moonlight bathed forests in silver, Fierro and Marion stood before the sacred grove. The air here was heavy with breath, the slow exhale of an ancient being. The Tree of Life, roots sprawling like veins across the earth, leaves trembling with quiet despair. Marion stepped closer, the faint glow of his golden eyes mirrored in the sap’s reflection. “It’s fading,” he whispered. “The balance is shifting too fast.” Fierro knelt beside him, touching the bark. “The corruption spreads from below. Something’s feeding on its roots.”

However, the flame lasted less than half a minute and was extinguished. I heard Black Wolf Baker make a mocking voice, "Let me show you the right demonstration!"" I saw him staring at the tree spirit on the ground, chanting the same spell as me in his mouth, and soon a cloud of flames immediately surrounded the tree spirit.The tree spirit turned into ashes in its wailing sound.The voice of the tree spirits penetrated the entire forest, and the sound of more and more branches moving gathered around. They were here to avenge their companions. "You stole my magic!"I glared at Black Wolf Baker and raised my fist over his face.However, before my fist could touch his cheek, he was clenched in mid-