If you ask me, yes, my soul is older than my body. I believe my body, just like many others, were merely the home to my soul. I usually think about events that happened centuries ago but weren't part of any specific story, that look like memories.
I feel that my soul is as old as at least the time the Inquisition was around. Why? I believe I led an eighteenth century (XVIII) life in a more... vampiric, so to say, way; but I also fell that I had more lives before that one. One of them, I sometimes have what seems like memories of being burned in a fire, being considered a witch. These are just some of them. In one I believe I was tortured by the Inquisition with no apparent reason.
So basically, my soul is at least as old as when the Inquisition was created.
I feel that my soul is as old as at least the time the Inquisition was around. Why? I believe I led an eighteenth century (XVIII) life in a more... vampiric, so to say, way; but I also fell that I had more lives before that one. One of them, I sometimes have what seems like memories of being burned in a fire, being considered a witch. These are just some of them. In one I believe I was tortured by the Inquisition with no apparent reason.
So basically, my soul is at least as old as when the Inquisition was created.