Novel & Cerita Ashura God

Her voice echoed like that of a thousand, it was both frightful and calming, it was like gazing at the radiance of an angel "Love? chosen?, I'm sorry, I don't understand," "Yes Lover of fate, you are loved and chosen to help the seed of faith create a new world, a world without pain or suffering, heaven on earth." "Seed of faith?, you aren't making any sense, who exactly is this person you speak of?," he asked, none of what it said made any sense to him, perhaps all this is simply a hallucination?, "The one who exists for me and creates a new world that would change history, Asher the dark witch," On this night, Aslem encountered the red-winged angel.

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."

“But the bond is the oldest cage of all.” The room trembled. A new presence pressed down on everything—heavy, ancient, not Hollow King, not tracker, not Selah. The Moon. Even here, inside the bond, it arrived like gravity. A voice—not in my ears, but in my bones—spoke once, low and vast: ASHBOUND. The word shook the nursery walls. Selah’s smile faltered. The shadow inside Kieran went still. Kieran’s blue eyes widened in desperate hope. “Aria,” he whispered. “It’s you. It’s calling you.”

I flick my wrist and the fire leaps from my palm. "How can you still do this?" I hear Ash ask. I tug a little at the freezing metal collar around my neck. "I'm not really sure," I murmur. "I wish I could do it," he mutters. "I'll teach you how when we get out of here," I tell him. I concentrate on the fire again, moving the matching flames in Ash's cell as well. "In the beginning there were seven gods, the most powerful of which were the twins Zahra and Kilano. Zahra was the goddess of life and Kilano the god of fire and ashes. Together they created the dragons."

"I can and you won't. Trust me. I'll always come back" Jess and Asher walked into Tiana's hospital room feeling scared of what was to come. Jess didn't have any memory of the past week when Tiana made a blood oath to the gods to save her life. The old woman made sure that both of them had no memory of it and of anything else after the incident in the kitchen the night before Jessica's birthday. She was the one that concealed their memories at the time of the cross of the worlds when they ran from ariye. The games played by the gods was dangerous but they had to make it fare play for her mates to win her fair and square. And the games had just began. If anything all they are all rooting for i

I hadn’t even realized, and neither had he until now. “Don’t, Asher.” I warned him, sitting up when he leaned back on his knees. Shirtless and bathed in moonlight, he looked like a vengeful God, eyes swirling with flecks of gold. “He’s using me to get a reaction out of you. Believe me, I didn’t let him get away with it.” “Show me.” He snarled; his anger directed towards younger brother.

I whispered. Everyone looked at him as he stared back at us, “I’m sorry for all you all have been through, I came to tell you that.” “Bring him back, Arlo and Arwan, bring them back. They don’t deserve this.” Clara declared. Gabriel’s face turned sour, “I gave a warning, I said Arwan should never touch Ashera, the whole process is not reversible. Arwan is now a god, too bad he wouldn’t remember anyone of you.”

Aengus snapped. Azrail was the god of death who was tasked by Aengus in picking up the souls of the dead to bring them to the god of life, Asher, who on the other hand, was tasked with the reincarnation process afterwards. "Yeah. Yeah. Will you just shut up? Any words that come from your mouths are just irritating me," Abbadon said in a tone that is void of emotions and care while ignoring all the piercing glares that the other gods and goddesses who don’t like his very existence are shooting him.

I asked. “A weakened Alpha,” she whispered. “Clay… broken… vulnerable…” Her breathing hitched. “But that’s not what they found.” The forest seemed to lean in around us. Listening. Waiting. “What did they find?” I asked, my voice quieter now. Aisha’s eyes widened slightly. And for a moment… I thought she might not say it. Like, even the memory of it was too much. “They found a god,” she said. The words didn’t make sense.