Vessel Spirit Novels & Stories

EPILOGUE THE SLUMBERING MAN awakens as he feels something enter him, penetrate his person. It violates him, takes his flesh in unbearable manners. He cries out horribly in the darkness as it works its way inside him, undoing everything, breaking him. Dooming him. I MUST HAVE THIS VESSEL, he hears its voice thunder in his ears, nearly splitting his skull in two. Vessel, the man thinks, not comprehending. Vessel? BODY.

There were 5 types of spirits in total distinguished by colors, in ascending order, according to their respective powers — pink, blue,yellow, green and purple spirits. The first was 'pink spirits' or in other words the most normal and common spirits found in that world. Pink spirits were called 'The spirits of defense', indeed as the name suggests, the spirits could manifest different kinds of barriers, walls or even a sphere but no larger than 5-metres radius.

“My brother acted rashly earlier, and I’ve reprimanded him. The fact is, the treasures of Lumia Isle are too valuable for him to carry alone, forcing him to resort to such measures.” “What treasures?” Adrian asked. “A spirit spring.” “A spirit spring?” Adrian was unfamiliar with the term. “Yes, a spirit spring,” Clyde confirmed, his tone tinged with regret. “It shouldn’t exist on a small island or a minor celestial vein.”

The spirit of the world looked from the descending ship to us, her final words a whisper of impending doom. “They are here.”