Vellichor Adalah Novels & Stories

He points to Professor Rodry’s writings on the massive chalkboard as he summarizes ‘soul-siphoning and harvesting’. “At number one are Liches. Creatures that trap souls using soul cages, keeping and storing them for several purposes, like consumption, bargaining. The number two is vampires. Legends have it that the vampires of old used blood to bind the souls of their loved ones who are tired of roaming the world and needed to rest for a few years,” The professor orates. “Finally, the most powerful Incubi, like the Vel Morin, can trap and ward off souls that are trapped in Velthra; a plane of existence where only the Vel Morin can navigate while conscious.”

Cassidy asked, looking around them at all of the tunnels leading off into darkness. “Yeah, that’s right,” Christian said. “There are thirty-seven of them. That one over there actually goes to hell, not a portal, but if you don’t believe me and wanna try it out for yourself, go ahead.” “Hell?” Scott asked for all of them. “Like… an actual pit of fire or--” “No, dumbass,” Christian said, finally finished with his last weapon, which he kept in his hand. “Hell is not a fiery pit any more than heavy is floaty clouds and little naked babies hopping around on rainbows. It’s just another dimension where everything sucks.”

He doesn't have mana and he had a sulking deity, what an unlucky life. He smiled and nodded then said, "Uhm, yeah sorry, I happened to remember something that I shouldn't have. Ah, by the way, thank you for the greeting, Chloe," he replied. He remembered that Chloe's deity was also a female type like Sistela. A small and cute voice from a deity also greeted him. But for some reason, it somewhat sounded rude. "B-Bad v-villain man?" Yman was dumbfounded.

I came home with a lump in my throat and a weight of guilt pressing on my shoulders. I didn't want to step into Axel's life, didn't want to become his mistress, and yet part of me craved that thrill—the one only he could give me. I longed for a normal life, a real marriage, love, passion… and at the same time, I knew I could never have both. Every time I thought about it, a voice inside me screamed: Liar!

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Quincy's eyes suddenly widened before she reused her smiles to cover her shock. "Hi Abigail, nice to meet you." "Same as you." The trio darted out of the Manor and left for Dark Igor. The Dark Igor was a particular space where few houses with humans reside. Some humans who did not know that Vampires, Demons and witches do exist. Dark Igor was mainly exposed to peoples only culture and traditions. They prefer northern delicacies to the one's coming directly from abroad. And Ezekiel had built one of his Manor in Dark Igor because there was a catacomb connecting Dark Igor to Dark forest. The catacombs was restructured and in a way, his Manor got connected and fixed to it in a way that even thou

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.

Meanwhile, Michelle's cheeks reddened at Alexis' words. "There was a human who made a contract with a powerful spirit of the demon race. More specifically, one of the princes of hell, Azazel. But you can never trust a demon at all cost. She was cursed to be an undead who mastered magic, people called her the Elder Lich, and her body sealed inside this mountain, so she won't be able to get out of this cursed island. That's why this place that we made the dumping ground for the failed vampires, or what I said earlier, the ghoul. The ring on Elder Lich's left hand is what I want to become a mystical item for Michelle."

Lana’s brow furrows, “You speak of the four horsemen of the apocalypse? Are you saying my sisters are the horsemen? But they’re…men. Arent they? ” Clotho nods, “You’re thinking of the human’s biblical terms. Of course, the humans would make them all males. Zeus forbid that females be just as vicious as males.” she rolls her eyes, which would be so amusing if the situation wasn’t so dire. “However, the basic concept of the horsemen is the same. You are Abaddon, the destroyer, the antichrist. Whatever religious moniker you are labeled leads to you being the ender of worlds. Once the balance was restored, your true identity and your sisters’ souls would be mobilized.”

Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled "Lich Eternal". It was a horrible spell calling for items Aelfric had never heard of, not to mention a hefty blood sacrifice. It called for something called "Claimed Chimera claw", and "Horbus Moreas pollin". He could hardly make out the directions, but the notes scribbled at the bottom of the page read "Consciousness lost 8 hours. Eyes bled briefly upon waking. Stimuli are strange. Hard surfaces feel malleable, I am unbreathing, though my heart beats still.