It was more of a concept for normal people to believe that when a person died, their spirits would separate from their body and would then pass to the afterlife.

What they did not know was that the spirit part was true.

When a person died, they usually would release their souls, a white sentient part of their body that renisas users usually call as souls or spirits.

When the body’s soul or spirit were out of their body, they would lead themselves to the nearest entrance to the River of Souls, a river in some mysterious place where souls of dead people went. What would happen next after they entered it, nobody knows.

But there were types of souls who could not go to the River of Souls and instead stayed in the land of living.

Some were just normal spirits that could not pass on for simple reasons like regret of leaving their family behind. Some were just lost and could not find their way towards the River of Souls, but they would eventually find it.

There were also those souls who died with so much regret, injustice, and hate that they chose to stay in the human world and torment the living, especially those they hated.

But unlike those in the movies, spirits or souls were just normal blobs of formless cloud-looking mass without form, just floating around.

They could not interact with the physical world, as they did not have any body, and they could not wander around consciously or be communicated with as they didn’t have a brain or mouth for them to do so.

Most of the time they were harmless and invisible to humans. Humans could go about their life without even knowing their existence.

Unless, they were the negative ones called neafs.

They were the type of souls that could somehow interact with the living.

Most of them had died with intense emotions like anger, hatred and despair.

They are usually those who were murdered unjustly.

Neafs, just like normal spirits, could not touch the living or facilitate thinking, but they could release negative energies around them that could affect a person.

When a person’s rentom was exposed to this, they will only be affected emotionally. If it was an angry neafs, they could just be angrier than usual. If it was a mourning neafs, they could just be sadder than they already was.

Overall a single or a few neafs could hardly affect someone, especially when everything that had a life in this world had a mystical energy or substance that protects them and their rentom, the renisas.

The stronger the renisas, the stronger their protection against these neafs. In this way humans could live without any problems on earth.

But spirits, especially the neafs, were a rare find.

She had been to many places and this rule had always held true. She could only see a few of them from now and then, unless it was a graveyard or a place where a mass of death happened. Which could only be the case in this forest of neafs, and if so, thousands of people have probably died in this place.

The idea that she was in a potential mass death area did not scare her, it was the existence of so many neafs that made her warry. Because when they exist and in clusters of more than ten then she was sure ‘they’ were also here.

The world did not even give her a chance to rethink her hypothesis as she heard a growl out of nowhere.

She turned her head slowly and there fifty meters behind her was a bulk of a person staring at her, with saliva flowing from its mouth.

She had never seen one in person before, but she had heard of its description and saw dozens of pictures of this type of monster when she was training in the Summit, so she easily recognized the creature far away from her.

A rentom eater, and they were not just one.

The sun had already set and her surroundings started to darken. She could hear growls coming from different places around her already.

The more the surroundings darkened, the more the growls increased in number.

Pretty knew why.

Rentom eaters love the night. It was not like they could not move and exist during the day, they could very much do that especially if there were nearby rentoms to eat. But the light prevents their vision to see rentoms, unlike the night where a living being's rentom was like a flashlight in the dark.

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Everywhere she looked, she could see the silhouette of these creatures far away from the trees. They were moving slowly but they were surely looking and heading towards her.

She suspected that whatever was preventing the neafs to sense her and the man in the trails, was also preventing the rentom eaters from seeing them.

Because they would mob someone to death already the first chance they sensed a rentom nearby.

But from the way they looked at her direction, they might have sensed her’s and the man’s already, even a little. Because they were definitely looking in her direction.

What was stopping them, she did not know.

But she would not risk her life thinking she was safe at the moment.

Unlike neaf spirits, rentom eaters were not souls, they have physical bodies and they could very much hurt anyone physically.

She was out of ideas of what to do.

She usually had a lot of ways to combat with rentom eaters. She could even make herself invisible and they would probably not see her, but she could not do that anymore.

Rentom eaters had bodies so they were still governed by the laws of physics.

She could burn them, behead them and dismember them and they would eventually die. But she had nothing with her right now except for her frail body.

She didn't even know any physical defense skills. With these many rentom eaters, even if she was a highly trained martial artist, she did not know if she could defend herself from their numbers.

She kneeled beside the unconscious man and then slapped him in the face hard. The man groaned and she did it again.

The man finally opened his eyes and looked around confusedly.

Pretty did not wait for him to acclimate and immediately invade the man’s rentom field with her renisas.

A part of her renisas enveloped the man and while he was confused she drilled towards his renisas field forcefully. When she reached the last renisas field that protects his rentom. She did something she had only read in a book.

She formed an image and a thought in her head and she let it enveloped with the renisas. To her surprise it went without a hitch. The book had said that it was a hard process but she was able to do it easily. She did not think more about it and send the thought renisas towards the man’s rentom field.

She had never done this before and she only did the first step. She only knew about the concepts and what the book mentioned. It also mentioned that it did not always work.

Now she hoped it would and he would accept her renisas.

Her renisas stayed there for a second then the man’s renisas resisted it and tried to push it away.

Her renisas surprisingly resisted the push and the man visibly scowled. He probably felt uncomfortable by the invasion.

Pretty held him by his shoulder and shook him relentlessly, “Accept it, Accept it!” she shouted at him.

She knew that if someone could not control their renisas, they would not know what to do with her renisas. She was hoping the man knew how to use it and recieved her thought renisas.

She did not know how but she felt a portion of the man’s rentom field opened a little just beside her renisas. Without hesitation, she pushed her renisas into it and it entered.

The man’s face turned into bewilderment when a sudden information flowed in his mind.

Pretty was glad when an expression of understanding flashed into the man’s face.

In that renisas, she had put an image of a sword and gun and put the feeling of ‘weapon’ in it. Then she phrased it into a question. She was even amazed by how easy she did it.

Thought or idea forming was one of the hardest renisas communication techniques. It was not practiced in the Summit currently but it had been done a few times in history. One of the reasons it was not widely practiced was because it was hard to do and doing it would usually cost a lot of renisas and most of them would be lost in the process.

With how valuable renisas and renbo was, it was not cost efficient. Besides, with how advanced communication was now, there was no use for it anymore. It was an obsolete renisas art form that she only read out of interest before.

The easier way to do it was to form it into a letter form or even in voice form, like she was sending a text message or a call, but the man and her did not share the same language. So she had to form it into ideas and images. Thankfully it worked, and at her first try at that.

To her dismay, the man who was still bewildered by what she did shook his head.

She swore.

The light was starting to dim and she felt she only had a few minutes till everything around her would be completely dark.

She looked around her using her renisas eyes and increased the films of renisas covering her eyes and the neafs became even clearer in her vision.

They looked like gray and white blobs of clouds floating in a dim background. She could also see the human-formed gray blobs of renisas that could only signify the rentom eaters. They were still far from her but they were definitely edging towards her at a turtle’s pace. She thanked whatever reason that made them delay like that.

She then heard the man speak something behind her, asking her for something. She looked back and the man sported confusion in his face.

She tapped her eyes using her pointing finger and then she spread her hands around her. Then she realized that the man might not be able to see the renisas realm.

But peculiarly, the man's mouth opened and said something. He nodded as if he understood what she meant, then he grabbed the necklace that he was wearing and shook his head and said something she figured to be a negative statement.

She looked at it and understanding came to her. It must be the source of the man’s ability to see in the dark.

She had already figured out the man was not a renisas user. The whole time she’s observing him ever since they were in the pit, she had never seen his renisas moved like a renisas user and when she drilled on his renisas field, he did not even know how to defend and only acted instinctively.

He also let his rentom field open for her, that was a dangerous move, anyone could potentially die from doing that. If she had the inkling to hurt him, she could have done it that time.

If he had been a user he could then easily flicked her away or even defended himself a little. But he did nothing, he even let her in in his rentom easily.

She shook her head of how reckless that move was, it was either he was a careless user or someone who was not. She was sure it was the latter.

She looked at the man’s necklace with wonder. She had a hunch she knew what it was.

She had read about this type of device from the books in the Summit but she had no idea she could see one in person.