Ancient Godly Monarch Novels & Stories

"We all have our stories to tell who our first ancestors are—if applicable—but we have the collective understanding that we used to live in one grand world." If applicable, he said, and that was because most of the ancestors still lived to this day. We couldn't be sure if they were immortal—like, say, Lady Yllana, Prince Andrei's ever-busy father, Lord Mage Aizen himself, the King of Sattus, and Lord Jacobi's elusive queen, Queen Demantha—but it was a general understanding they would sooner or later transfer their responsibilities to their successors.

“Well, an angel taught us Supernatural History, based on the curriculum their king wanted us to learn. It included everything from when the earth was formed from Chaos to the Great Divide.” Griff shook his head. “We didn’t learn about this on the Isle of Wight.” I ignored the fact he’d just admitted to me that he hadn’t really come from New Mesopotamia and continued. “Up until about two thousand years ago, the gods had their own realms and ruled over specific parts of the world. One of them became very powerful and created a natural disaster that tore apart all his competitors.” “Which one?” Griff asked. “He doesn’t have a name.”

His confidence remained, yet something far older than fear rested behind his silver eyes. "The prison is failing," he said quietly. His words carried enough weight to silence every sound within the chamber except the steady pulse of the Moonstone overhead. Liora stepped closer to him. "Who is inside?" The ancient king drew a slow breath before answering. "When the Moon Goddess created the First Kingdom, she blessed our people with power strong enough to unite every pack beneath one banner. That blessing inspired peace, prosperity, and wisdom for many generations. Yet every source of light casts a shadow, and from that shadow another force slowly gathers strength. It fed upon envy, greed, amb

"Where did we get it wrong?" "First," she began. It was a story she had told a few times. He was sure of it. "The wars were not led by men. The king was a god, as were those who fought against him. I hear your credence says the king began the touched, but I tell you it was alive long before that war. The king was a human made immortal by his actions. To protect us, he slayed a god and, after he had grown immortal, he led the lost tribes as their king. But the gods, in their jealousy and cravings for vengeance, waged war against him, demanding he submit to their will. When he refused, they fought. It is true that there were touched among his ranks, but there were also blessed and unblessed. T

After that milestone, all subsequent divine descendants were created by the first gods. The Seven Gods Emperor gradually brought together some of the sixty-five gods created after them, and these were called the King Gods. With the exception of Rherus and Rhodri, the first seventy-two gods descended to earth one after another, each choosing a person they thought was the most suitable to represent the voice in the domains they protected and ruled.

I spat out and he shook his head. "Did you do it so you could claim Heaven?" He ignored my words and asked. "You think we hated him? No, we were just scared of him. His actions were so dangerous because he's the Fucking moon King idiot, he's a Vampire and a wolf. He's a god and his monarchy was sacred whether you liked it or not. To every attitude he portrays, there is a bitter painful past!" He slammed heavily and I swallowed. "You think you've defeated him?" He laughed and I got really pissed. Why was he talking so highly of him as If he's the ancient of days? I'm tired of the rants, despite everything he possessed, I still conquered him so to hell with whatever attributes he might have po

Aren't the official churches of the Avalor Kingdom involved in that! Teacher Fernando turned his head to look at us with a serious but grumpy face. "That's all according to the books of the churches. It was said that during Ancient times the various Gods and Goddesses walked across the land. It was also called the Age of the Gods. Many Gods and Goddesses perish in that time, some lose their authorities.” Ancient times! Suddenly my eyes widened when I finally got the glimpse of what I have been looking for. Some secrets are usually linked to the Ancient Times!

Bai, you don't want blood to spew people! " Su Taohong looked around more and more people, the confidence in the heart also big up, after all, her this elder sister's bad reputation far-flung, on who also won't how believe her. "My blood spurns a person? Each neighbor fellow, as long as Su Taohong dares to drink this cup of water today, I su Yuebai disappears from now on, do you dare? " Su Yuebai takes the tea cup in the hands of two donkeys and hands it to Su Taohong. "Peach, it's all right. DRINK! " "drink up, peach, your sister's a bully! " See around the villagers are in good words to persuade Su Taohong, Su month white a helpless. Suyuebai Ah Suyuebai, what wicked things did you do bef

It was the sensation of superiority, of seeing the past and future of creatures laid bare before him, and of witnessing the vulnerability of those creatures. Severin later felt compelled to ponder upon the ancient times, and how the heavenly court would be like at that moment if it had never shattered. "Rumor has it that during ancient times, the celestial sovereign of the heavenly court who had ascended to the quasi-celestial regent stage was known as the Lord of the Celestial Realm. Commanding the nine heavens and ten lands, he wielded supreme power, having countless royal celestials and true immortals under his command."

However, standing firm against this imperial might was Athena, a formidable force with a long-standing tradition of resistance. Generations before the present turmoil, Gaius Marius Caesar, the father of the current king, emerged as the architect of Athena's strength. His strategic brilliance and unwavering resolve transformed the Athenian army into a force that not only resisted Roman conquest but counterattacked with ruthless efficiency. Kingdoms that had once bowed to Roman authority found themselves captured by the might of Athena.