Abada Mythology Novels & Stories

Gods her mother had told her stories about when she was a child. She never thought this land existed. It made her love and adoration for her mother heighten, because she had been teaching her even in the childhood stories about her faith. Now she stood on a boat with Khepri deity, goddess of rebirth and the sun's journey, and Thoth, maintainer of the universe, and judge of the dead. Her mother had told her about the land of the dead and stories of these two and the many,many souls they had led to their final descent or ascent. She felt overwhelmed.

“Absolutely.” I, Sidapa, God of Death, made a friend. *salakab - hand woven basket used to store fish. In this story, the salakab is used as storage for souls that have undecided fates to be continued

ßenlong exclaimed. “Lembuswana, eh?” Jeje becomes upset knowing that the Floor Guardian is Lembuswana. “What is Lembuswana?” Buriko asked. “It’s a deity from Kutai Mythology. It said that Lembuswana is the ride of Batara Guru, that according to Javanese Mythology, Batara Guru is a god that rules 3 realms, Mayapada (Heaven), Madyapada (Earth), and Arcapada (Underworld).” Jeje explained.

Adaira refused to accept that though. “You have the soul of a demon king with powers of a god, and I have the soul of the moon goddess, mother of all shifters. We created a new realm just to meet, there has to be something we can do, please. We just… we have to try.” Her voice broke on the last sentence. “I don’t know how to activate those god powers that let me bring you back from death, Adaira. I don’t know how we can help.” I said to her.

A mirror that reflected everything he suppressed. Where Adrian was calm, it was wrathful. Where he sought peace, it thirsted for chaos. It mocked his restraint, hated his patience, and every time it spoke, the edges of his mind trembled. They called it an ancient myth in his homeland — that the Kareth was alive, a creature of spirit and flame. Most never believed it, for none had ever reached deep enough to hear its voice or feel its pulse. Only a chosen few — the worthy ones — were said to meet their Kareth face to face.

"Instead of using your mouth to complain, make good use of your eyes instead and help me find what I need so, we could go home already." "Then why don't you tell me what exactly are we looking for then???" Abby offered. They had been walking around the forest for quite some time now yet it was only then done she realized that she did not even know what they were looking for in the first place. "I am looking for the legendary feather of a bird called Adarna. I need to get it to complete the potion that I am currently working with." "So you mean to say, we are trying to catch some sort of magical bird."

My legs are very weak and I have to cling to a dark wooden cabinet on which are several bottles of JB, causing them to stagger. -I was always there for you, Lailah. -I don't want to hear anything else, I don't want to know anything else. I want to go home. I want ...- And I'm not going to let that Azael get you in trouble. I'm going to use you to bring him here, and I plan to finish him off with my own hands. I will protect you. It's the last thing I get to hear before everything goes black. AZAEL

Sun.. has always made me wonder why is it so selfless... Giving light of life to all but asking for none in return. The moon, the stars... Everything in the world is selfless... Not like me... I might be the most selfish person alive on this earth. My only weakness is the people of the kingdom. Wondering who??? Princess Aadya... The daughter of the king and queen of the kingdom of Rajgarh, a small kingdom in India. Well now late. They died.

"A long time ago, before our people settled here in the mountains, the tribe of our ancestors was decimated by a horde of men who came from across the seas to the east, known for their crimson garments that struck fear into the hearts of all who saw them. It was a story our parents told us growing up. Have you really never heard it before?" "No," Adea muttered. "Our parents don't tell us many stories of our people's history." "I heard of a legend that says the other side of those mountains is a realm of the Spirits." Everyone turned their attention to Lyda as she spoke up. "It's said that the mountains cannot be traversed, so there are secret spots throughout these territories that may act a

the two chorused. “No! Yuck,” cried Adaen. Adamar on the other hand laughed, releasing me and doubling over. They sure know the idea of marriage despite their young age and well, I was the same too and this was one of the reasons why we clicked, turning to friends immediately despite us as different species. “She’s too fragile to become our wife,” Adaen explained. “Plus, she can’t marry. She’s to become the High Priestess of our realm.” “A priestess eh? That’s weird,” I remarked, then left it at that, transferring my attention to the box I brought with me still lying on the grass.