Novel & Cerita A God In The Shed

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

Unaffected by my words, unaffected by the world. It looks as if it has been carved just yesterday by the most skilled sculptor. It looks so alive, so like him. Cold and brittle, passive, emotionless but having a haunting beauty to it. “You are no god. Just a self-obsessed, obnoxious, unworthy, mortal man who called himself a god.” I mutter as I point my finger at his statue accusingly.

Gu Shen made another chair for himself and sat down on the chair like a king and kept on waiting for the water God to start on with his explanation. This time the Water God's face which was full of pride, arrogance, and filled with arrogance, was now completely changed into a face full of deceit, guilt and self blame. Again the Water God used his magic to create a mini theater like screen and on that screen there was a young girl who was as beautiful as an angel.

" Ina tried to talk her out of it but she insisted, so was sent away to the path of rain, and she shall be the first human to embark on the journey to the land of gods, even INA could not be certain of her safety, only can wish, as she can not pray to god, she had fell out of such glory a long time ago, even before human was made. Somehow she knew the path of gods, and could also see the footsteps of gods, she walked by it following them all through the strange path, it was first a tree she thought she walked through it or may be she truly walked through the tree, now in a wide road of gods, no sound of birds and toads were silent in it, the trees stood tall and green, but no breeze shook th

"Humans' favorite thing is nostalgia; before this shop was created on a deserted site, there were hundreds of locations to reconstruct old Rome, and even places to rebuild temples. Worship is practiced again. Oh, doesn't talking about paperwork give you a headache? What did the lawyer say?" "It was a youngster I knew, the same individual I had previously helped. Guardian gods, this lad recalls the ancient grace to aid me, and perhaps he is also a decent person," I responded. The shopkeeper's eyes were pensive, as if he was pondering about something. In any case, it's not good for humans to learn the presence of goblins, so I understand his fears. After a few seconds, the god grinned and retu

All he felt was frustration and defeat. ‘How could they think that just because a god says it will happen means it’s the only thing that will happen?’ he thinks to himself. More and more questions form in his head when he sees a sliver of light luring him a little further from the beach. The light moves in an S-like wave following the wind’s path. He stares at the light, cautious as he’s high with his emotions. A translucent shape of a woman beckons at him to follow. He squints trying to see if the woman he saw was real, despite that he still follows her. He walks into a ravine surrounded by glowing leaves at its tips, the ground with leaks of water from the stream nearby. He walks further d

In the quiet communion with the divine, she sought the strength to confront the revelations that had unraveled the familiar threads of her life. The heavy heart found a momentary respite in the act of surrender. In the flickering candlelight, Jette clung to the hope that God, in His infinite wisdom, would guide her through the labyrinth of self-discovery. The shadows of uncertainty lingered, but within the church's embrace, a glimmer of divine light whispered promises of clarity and renewal.

Becoming an apostle of a god is a heavy responsibility. “Don’t do it, Ruth...” I say, panting. “Oh, shut it,” the newcomer god says. “A god coming down on his own is not an everyday occurrence, don’t you think? Be opportunistic.” Ruth takes a deep breath and looks at the god standing before her. “I accept your offer,” she says, her voice unwavering. The god nods. “Very well.” He steps forward and places his hand on each side of Ruth’s face. A bright light emanates from the god’s hand and envelops her. Ruth freezes as if she is seeing visions of opposing ideals in her head. When it’s done, her aura changes.

“Yes, master?” she says, looking up at the God adoringly. “Keep him contained,” the God says, reaching out a hand to grasp her chin, turning her face side to side like he’s inspecting it and finds it wanting. “Do not, under any circumstances, take him back to the Earth.” “Yes, sir!” Midnight says, her face bursting into her strange fake smile. The God of Darkness nods once and begins to walk in the direction that he came, fading and then vanishing as he goes, leaving Jesse awe-struck and dumb with shock, and fear, and agony when he realizes that…he’s not going home.

It has been planted a year earlier by some servants as instructed by Hudson. It had started drizzling, but the ray of sunshine remained firm and colourful. I recalled the stores told to me when I was little that when such was happening, it meant the moon goddess was punishing a pack for sins that they had committed towards her. I didn't believe sigh anymore. I finally reached the small gate leading to the shed and saw a guard standing by it. He sighted me and quickly withdrew his sword. "And what is your mission here?" he asked as he walked up to me.