Amatsu Kami Novels & Stories

Alfi, Kartika, and Koji ride the black one, and Herman, Katon, and Varz ride the white one. “Atam, the next destination is Tirta Empul!” Koji exclaimed. “Understood!” Atam exclaimed. “Atam?” Alfi said in amazement. “His name is Atam because it’s black. (Let me explain, it’s a chicken (Ayam) and it’s black (Hitam), so Atam is Ayam Hitam (Black Chicken, or in my translating style, Black Cock))” Koji explained. “What a lame name,” Alfi said.

She would tell him in her own time when she was ready. Instead of brushing her teeth with her brother as she usually did, she laid in the dark and stared off in the distance. She was back in the forest in that same spot, in that moment in time when the lightning flashed and she seen what she had seen. Or what she thought that she had seen. As she closed her eyes she could see the pain in the creature's face. Neither human nor animal, the creature had stood there in the Forest in that moment as the lightning flashed and locked his eyes with Emily's. Emily shuddered. His eyes were almost human. A beautiful color of blue decorated with what could have only been the the pain of death. She rememb

“What are those?“, she asked. “You do not know?“, He asked. She shook her head in response. “I don’t know at all.“, she said. “An Amaterasu is a sun goddess. A Yōsei is a bewitching fairy. You very well may be a fallen goddess or a fairy. You are small enough.“, Mitsuhide replied. “I don’t believe I am either.“, she said with a smile. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that. You came to me in a dream, last night.“, he said as he again took a step closer to her. “I did?“, she asked. “You are not of this place. Everything about you says so.“, he said as he reached out and touched her shirt. “It is silk, and it is form fitting.”

She had no idea how much to use in order to subdue these troops and not inadvertently destroy the entire land of Beelzanborg, which would end thousands of innocent lives. It became clear to her that she needed to give the gem to Slate, someone who knew how to wield its power. “All of you soldiers of Beelzanborg, drop to your knees!” she commanded, hoping that was a benign enough command that it wouldn’t hurt anyone not in the room. Instantly, everyone but her two allies and the king fell to the floor. Nya’s eyebrows shot up as she recognized just how good it felt to have such power at her command. She needed to focus, though. “You, too, Your Highness.”

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.