Ares God Novels & Stories

Greyson mutters, George nods, “Do we know anything about what this God is the God of?” He looks at Chick, who seems thoughtful, “I know they’re a Shifter God, but I’m not sure which one. There are a few, and most people don’t refer to any of the Gods by name. The Goddess that I’m in contact with probably knows, but doesn’t want to tell me, she’s also a Shifter God. It’s all very confusing with the various pantheons.” Chick rolls their hand, “I’m sorry I can’t give you more, but maybe you’ll get more out of the Goddess than I did.” Celine nods and looks back at the figure.

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

As I nodded my agreement, my inner voice couldn't resist a snarky comment: "Great, I'm probably just a human sacrifice waiting to happen." "Adie, in order for you to truly understand us, you must first comprehend the essence of our being," she said, her words heavy with weighty significance. I eagerly nodded in agreement, intrigued by the idea of delving deeper into their world. "Our God, our creator, is The Moon Goddess, who sculpted us into being just as your human God created you and your lords whom you pray to," she continued, her voice reverential as she spoke of their divine creator.

"Good evening ladies and gentle men, gods and goddess." The oracle of life suddenly faded into existence at the alter, slowly shaping in self into a white feminine figure. "We are all gathered here today to celebrate a remarkable upcoming, the upcoming of a new being into the immortal realm. Many of you know that by now, that this being belongs to one of our deities, Aubrey." The oracle smoothly motions her hand, as though moving gracefully in water as she points towards Aubrey who stood up and placed his wine glass down to the table.

My Lord, I am deeply embarrassed to learn that Sir Owura Bismark is the god of the new planet. This country has made an unforgivable mistake. Leaders, I will forgive you since you have not heard the name of the world's savior. Jesus Christ of Nazareth is his name. I've returned to this secret castle conference room to introduce him to you once more. I respectfully propose that you accept him, and all your sins, iniquities, and transgressions will be forgiven.

I weakly smile at grandpa, showing gratitude. "I have not yet formally introduced myself. My name is Apollo the god of healing and comfort. I am a killer as well, only I kill the heartless. Oh, come on, do not look so petrified. You already have Hermes and Poseidon in your midst. What is one more god?" He chuckles lightly and I see a few of our people also smile. However, they are not full smiles but it's a start.

Abbadon is currently in front of the three main gods while around him are other powerful and old gods and goddesses who were disturbed because of the mess he has made, again! "What? What did I even do again? Why am I being scolded for bringing this interesting soul back to me after I finished my stroll when Tima wasn't even scolded after bringing an alive person here?" Abbadon replied calmly, however, in a satirical tone that made almost every god and goddess who disliked him clenched their fists or gritted their teeth in order to control their anger. Aengus, the god of the underworld, stepped up while his hands were busy playing with his long, brown hair.

The Goddess of Emotions whispered to him "Do you need me to help you reel in some of that anger?" Kye shook his head. "No I'm fine." The God of emotion looked at Kye and shook his head. There were multiple tiers of Gods and Goddesses that were basically the same but not really the same. So the goddess and god of emotion were sitting by Kye. Kye just needed to talk to Exodus. He would wait to see who would be announced next ruler. His emotions were fine.

Ares chuckled at the corners of his lips, holding it up to form a mocking gesture at Morgan whose face was getting redder, he could see the one pure god's brows slanted sharply as he shot a glare at him, "Why? Am I telling the truth?" Ares is the god of war and trembling is not his style, he has gone through many wars with many victories anyway, then just a Morgan? Just a god who never even used his powers, Morgan was just an amateur god, there was no reason for Ares to be afraid of Morgan.

He got to live without it, always following him like a shadow. "Exactly." I nodded, finishing my drink. "You aren't looking at it the same way as I am, Androkles." he sighed. "And how are you looking at it?" I cocked an eyebrow. "Born of lightning, we know that part is referring to being the son of Nikos." He began his breakdown. "A destroyer emerges. That could just be speaking that you would become Ares. As God of War, he is often seen as a destroyer." He pointed out that I'm finding it hard to argue with the logic.