Undertale Soul Determination Novels & Stories

Hahaha, I will obviously pick the drag. [Due to High INT stat a Cursed evolution have been unlocked] - Demon of Sloth - Gains class {Necromancer} Holy...!

Victor wanted to reluctantly argue, blinded by what was really happening but the next second his breath hitched in utter disbelief at the sudden occurrence flashing before him. “No… No!... im... impossible! It must be the drug… you must have released the fumes in here… yes! That has to be it… this was all part of your plan… have the others distract me… while you were secretly waiting to take me out…” The agitated man reasoned; clearly in denial as he stumbled backwards pressing on the wall behind him for support, his eyes intently glued to the scene of the glitching figure several steps ahead. “I… can assure you… this is no drug… and I am… Mike Rayburn… a soul with a vengeance.”

Silence, and then a soul tainted with a certain darkness to it appeared. Ursula smirked. “Tell me your name, young soul.” The soul flashes white then gray to black. “Luther.”

He held my face, as if what he said should be a relief for me. I touched his hands holding my face and pushed them away. “Is that supposed to make me feel okay? That’s worse, Blake! You liked her and then when she showed that she likes you too, you lose feelings all of a sudden? Don’t give her false hope, if you don’t like her anymore, at least tell her, don’t make her chase you!” “I like you, Calista.” What? Is he serious? “I don’t like her, I never did. It’s just you. Only you.” ——

The weight of the decision pressed heavily on Asha’s chest as she stood before the tank, staring at the distorted reflection of herself suspended in the glowing liquid. The figure inside seemed almost lifelike, yet the twisted form of her own image was a cruel reminder of the dark magic that had been used to manipulate her bloodline. The Soulbone Imprint was both a gift and a curse—one that had bound her to the very powers she sought to destroy.

"Or I will tear your soul out and feed it to the void!" In that moment, Scarlett’s spirit felt a profound resonance. She realized Caleb’s love wasn't just a simple desire anymore; it was an obsession powerful enough to rewrite the rules of the world. Ignoring the danger of fading away, she manifested partially, her translucent hand overlapping Caleb’s on Julian’s throat. The ancient Eastern Tao and the primal Western violence fused into a single, blinding force. The Lunar Key fragment let out a sharp, resonant chime, as if finally recognizing the two souls who had dared to cross worlds to find each other.

Meph asked, determined not to go into any deals with the devil snake without enough information. “Five each. Rarities are from poor, uncommon, rare, epic and legendary, and Soul Qualities from S, A all the way to D,” The snake answers quickly like a fawning sycophant, “Simple, right? We just borrowed it straight from video games. Lower the culture barrier, you know?” Uh huh. “And you can get a legendary soul seal for me, S level, correct?” Meph confirms, ignoring the bullshit. “Glad you asked. No,” The snake mimicked a professional tone that only made himself more annoying. “Soul quality is an inherent property of YOU. Not even God himself can change that for you.”

And by any chance, dragons became hostile towards humans, they would also fight them. That night Clement died at the hands of her sister when he tried to choke one of her children to death. She saw red, she saved her child, but she couldn’t save her brother. After finishing off all the deranged wolves, a deity appeared in front of Clarisse. She said, her name was Shea and wants to give her a gift. A gift of ever-growing strength and fast reflexes that would result in a powerful heir whose power overshadows all creatures and could destroy them if pushing them to the edge.

His body filled out, adding even more definition and muscle mass than he had before. “We proudly present Dante, the God of Soul Purification!” Slyersa announced. That was also a perfect title for him. Selene had chosen him to have the gift of soul manipulation, and she had certainly chosen wisely because we never abused it but did use it to protect and cleanse. Then it was my turn. My heart thumped in my chest because this would literally change everything, but it would be a beautiful new beginning as well. The concoction tasted like the most succulent thing in existence besides my succulent mate. Power rushed through me. It felt absolutely incredible, making me feel invincible.

Knowing my brother, he just wanted it to be a surprise, or he wanted it to be mysterious for no particular reason. Lyle didn’t shut up about it, saying it was the most beautiful thing she had ever felt. She explained it to me in detail, and I don’t feel any of what she mentioned, aside from my wolf yelling at me that Lucas Quinn is my mate. “But that’s… that’s just impossible, Tori. Are you sure?” “Yes. I’m certain. I know he is somehow connected to me, but only because my wolf wouldn’t shut up about it. Other than that, nothing. Just a casual, irritating meeting with an irritating alpha.”