Novel & Cerita Anti God

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

And how do I get my generals—who just want to destroy everything—to stay on task? Adro, some evil African deity, wants to bring back child sacrifice. Apophis, Egyptian god of destruction and disorder, wants to start setting off earthquakes like it’s a fun hobby. Nergal, Mesopotamian god of chaos, has this plan where he pulls a number out of a hat, throws a dart at a map, and kills that number of people in that place. And honestly, the way he explains it? Pure chaos. I get it now. They all want to do what they’re gods of. Sure, that tracks. But come on. They’ve been around since the birth of civilization. Have you learned absolutely nothing? Because this shit is killing me.

This is the most ridiculous question he ever heard about him as a God of war. “What? Why do I want to do that? I’m a god of war, not an idiot god who has a screw loose in the head like those evil gods such as the god of slaughter, the god of the massacre. Hell, even they didn’t have a self-destructive tendency to destroy themselves and their followers by putting themselves in conflict with a strong god who they fully knew could kill them with one slap. Do I look like a masochist to you?” Mars asks back with a face that has the word “What the hell are you talking about?” over all of his faces.

Arriving at the office he meditates on everything Tania told him and complements it with what Karina told him, “8 years ago 2 angels applauded, according to Tania they have more strength than any of the gods, even the 3 great ones of Olympus. In addition, in a matter of strength, those of Olympus beat all the rest of us in strength, except the Nordics, the important thing is to discover how it is possible that there are other children and from which gods they will be descendants, ”Julius begins to investigate, Since for them the word angel only meant purity, take a book, "let's see this book about world religions and beliefs," when Julius begins to read it, he notices an interesting topic, "

"From the mountain shamans of Keth'morah. They use it to reshape consciousness. To burn away troublesome emotions. You'll wake tomorrow with your conscience clean as fresh snow." Horror cut through the pharmaceutical fog like a blade through silk. The chamber breathed around him. Walls expanded and contracted like the ribs of some vast, dying beast. The drug—whatever hellish compound she'd chosen—rewrote his nervous system with each passing second. His body became a foreign country. His muscles responded with the sluggish obedience of a broken marionette. "I'm going to perfect you." Her hand cupped his face with terrible gentleness. "The kingdom needs a ruler who can order massacres at break

“Precisely like the grim reaper, only more dangerous and hateful,” He said. “Damn, that was a lot. Wait, how do you know all these?” She eyed him, “and if my memories serve me right, Az is a god.” “Only after he ascended to godhood.” He shrugged, like it was the plainest truth out there, “Also, we immortals have the best information network,” he said proudly, “I don't think there's any race that beats it.” His voice was smug.

“And then he tried to eat me! That was the last time I’ll ever allow father to make himself a pet he can accidentally lose!” Pet?! Did he just say--- PET?!?! “And then Zeus took all the credit for defeating him,” the goddess of night mumbled--- as if she missed the fire-breathing monstrosity. “Yet you don’t speak ill of him.” “I’ll leave ruling over a bunch of horny, immortal morons to the Sky,” Ani snorted, chuckling as he said it. “But it looks like The Big Noise got what was coming to him.” There was a deep, heavy silence. “A lot of gods have disappeared, haven’t they?”

He stood tall, immovable, his silhouette carved against the lantern light like a verdict the world itself had no choice but to obey. When he spoke, it was not a statement. Not even a declaration. It was the truth. “I…”His voice dropped, deep and resonant, vibrating through bone and breath. “…AM THE GOD OF WAR.” The tent felt it… the wooden beams, the ground underneath, everything seemed to tremble under the force of that certainty. Even the flames bowed, shrinking lower as if in reverence… or perhaps fear. A heartbeat later… Lucien slammed his fist against the table. Maps jumped. Ink pots rattled. It was a sound that didn’t just echo… it promised death.

“You little bitch. This isn’t your war.” Fury blinked, slow and deliberate. “It is now.” Her voice was the chime of glass, the sound you hear right before the whole thing shatters. “You can’t intervene! You are betraying the gods—” Fury cut her off with a laugh. “I don’t care for the gods, especially since you’re one of them. You crossed a line, Angelica, and they’ve done nothing. The god of the gods won’t allow them to touch you. Well, I’d rather burn than watch you break the world again.”

“Do you know who he is working for?” “Yes, he works for me. He is one of the library attendants. What is the meaning of this questioning?” ‘Ask the goddess if we can believe him baby.’ ‘Goddess, please we need help.’ ‘Yes, my child. I don’t have very long today.’ ‘That’s okay. I need to know if Alpha Tyler can be trusted against Hades.’ ‘Yes, he has been a great ally to the gods. He will be loyal to the end. He is also goddess gifted child.’