Anti God Novels & Stories

The Second War God resented Conrad, the First War God, as much as Andrius. “Conrad Gibbs!” The Second War God’s eyes narrowed as he roared fiercely, “Do you really think you can save Andrius Moonshade? I’m telling you, he’s doomed! Not even God can save him today!” Conrad looked at the man and said, “Second War God, you are a lapdog for power and you’ve persecuted a credited official of Florence. One day, you will end up worse than this.”

As if his soul was being hunted by this God he spoke of! "The Shit God!" He woke up and called. The Shit God is Coming... The God scorned. To be continued... Satou, D. Days that you need to change back isn't that impossible with a Time Machine. Vote For ITIBT for more updates! Spoiler: One shocking truth that God's in this world is not Human! But Animals! In this world everything was unknown. To him, he believed that Orangutans was way too perfect! But it is not!

I argue, her revelation sounding more confounding than awe-inspiring. “Come on, Orenda, think about it!” she exclaims, frustratedly slapping her thighs. “The God’s are just energy. Their body’s only exist because they used their magic to create them. Just look at your own animai – or former animai, I should say,” she corrects with a taunting smirk. The reminder of my mutual rejection lances through me like barbed wire. “Azadou was made because of a manifestation of Jartre’s magic; you said so yourself. His body and the body of every other God is just a giant meatsuit. Their blood isn’t blood the way yours or - more accurately - mine is and doesn’t hold the same function. Their blood is reall

He only responded because it was Gunter. Mosiah would ignore anyone else, and that included Antovan and Gustav. Knowing that Mosiah was a proud man, Gunter did not take his attitude to heart. Gunter said with a smile, “Don’t underestimate Arcadia. The place is crawling with hidden talents. The God of War is one example.” Mosiah lifted his head at the mention of the God of War. With fervent eyes, he said, “I will kill him when I get the chance.” “I hope so.”

But then, they asked Anatoli what kind of God he wanted to be known by the mortals. He answered that he didn't care. Even if he was not worshipped... he didn't mind. "Just let them call me the god of everything else besides Humans and Dragons." But Ayja and Andrius disagreed. "Don't be pretentious, or we will call you the God of Orcs." "The God of Bloody Pigs!" Anatoli laughed. He honestly didn't care. Now that they remembered about it, it made Andrius snort. In Arun Kelev's second life, he changed his own name to Orcenal. Then, he named his Mercenary Troupe the Blood God Mercenary Troupe.

The regrets surged. I didn't flinch. --- When I opened my eyes, the sun was setting. Hours had passed. I was still standing. My face was wet with tears I didn't remember crying. My throat was raw. But I was still standing. Fenra watched me from the edge of the circle. Her three eyes were unreadable. "You didn't break." "I almost did." "Almost is not broken." She stepped into the circle and placed a hand on my shoulder. "You're ready. As ready as anyone can be to face a seven-hundred-year-old Null who wants to become a god."

“As you all can see, today’s battle was intense. But I can say we defeated Roosevelt’s demons. You should know the only reason we were able to defeat them was because of the Goldren's.” Everyone in the hall nodded. “I’m extremely grateful to the Goldren's. But now we have another problem. Roosevelt seems to realize his demons aren’t strong anymore and can’t be useful. He says he has stronger creations.” Everyone in the room shifted uncomfortably in their seats. The look of distress was clear on their faces. Levi asked, “What sort of creations?” King Johnson sighed. “Arch-Demons.” “No way! We’re doomed.” “Arch-Demons? What are those?”

“You can't touch me. My father might have discarded me, but he will wreck the entire planet before he would let anyone touch what he owns!” “Your father,” he let the word dance on his tongue before he took another quick puff. “Andolopus and Hardy, wolf gods,” he laughed, staggering and using the wall to support himself. “They both don't know what's coming for them, do they? Old arrogant bastards, believing they can do as they wish. The Conglomerate don't even care how they run things anymore. Well I am good as dead anyways so why don't I let you in on a little secret.”

Or was anger the trigger to it? " They are scared. That's Why they are hiding behind me." Uncle AJ explained and seeing that the young master didn't want to heed to his advice,he decided to use the only name that could tame him. " I don't think the young madam will be pleased to hear that you were bullying their children. You might have to wait for a year then without seeing her." Uncle AJ said with a serious look. Seeing the seriousness and the intensity of his uncle's words, Gabriel withdrew his piercing look and even smiled at the boys. The transformation was so big that uncle AJ doubted that maybe his young master developed split personality disorder.