Soul の小説・ストーリー

This spiritual energy, which can also be called mind or mental energy, was the first step in interacting with energy. Della had told him that any being with a spirit could enter the path of energy cultivation. Spirit and soul are slightly different in nature. Spirit is like the will, which is easier to control and is one of the aims of the Chasing Energy level. The spirit is connected to the soul and is in charge of almost all the functions of the body. The soul is different. It is proof of the existence of any being. As long as the soul is present, the being will e

Sometimes, the body remembers what the soul tries to forget. It wasn't the pain that broke me, but the way my body stopped belonging to me. Every unwanted touch was another crack. A piece of me vanishing without a sound. I arrived to Chicago months ago, and I still struggle to breathe. This city doesn’t embrace me—it watches me. Everything is clean, cold, precise. Neon lights flicker like fake stars, and the rain hits the windows with military discipline. It’s a world built to function, not to feel.

My very soul. Would never be the same again.

My soul doesn’t feel any lighter. XXX

Luna Daisy says. “I don’t think he will,” I say. “I think he will,” King adds. I glare at him. “You’re not helping.” “Oh well, what did you expect?” he shrugs. “Anyway, I’m more interested in the part where he said his soul is standing outside, is that slang for something?” “No, his soul means his soul. He looks like Rome’s shadow, except you can feel him if he wants. It’s another complicated feature in the whole god dynamic, but yeah, his soul, his shadow, same thing…kinda.”

I chuckled, removing my hand from her lower back “Little one, he is a wolf, he will heal just fine in time, he won’t need a band-aid by the time he gets back home to us” I shook my head in a no motion “The band-aid is for his soul” Soul? My eyes grew wide “What do you mean?” I asked. “His soul has a crack in it, and it needs to be fixed before it breaks more” I knew only one way a crack can happen, he had been revived, once a soul is placed back in their body, it's damaged, doomed to break and once broken, the soul disappears as if i

They'd begun linking as their number grew, forming an intricate lacework inside her, the space between them slowly shrinking as he added to them each time. They surely almost equalled the number of her own, human cells now, and when they surpassed them - when she was finally more shadowsouled than she was human - she would likely be able to begin manipulating this darkness of her own. He was looking forward to finding out how she'd use it. They were all a little different in that sense, but destined shadow-soulmates always complemented each other perfectly.

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually

the older man snapped his finger, "you're still alive, dead spirit doesn't have energy colour like yours." So the older man found a protection spell from gods, then he saw Henry's soul was still connected to the world, meaning he was still alive. Henry looked at the toes of his shoes which looked dirty with dust and mud, his heart was beating fast. He could feel the pulse in his neck and the pounding of his heart beating against his ribs. "I- I'm still alive?" "Maybe the answer you are looking for is your memory and where is your body now," Tania's father's statement made Henry's thoughts swirl and feelings mixed.