Aztec Warrior God Novels & Stories

The way his lips felt felt dry and the mechanical touch of his hands. I walked up to him, jerking him towards me, sniffing at his clothes. It wasn't his scent, he didn't smell like Charlie. Then the realisation hit me, He wasn't Charlie. But, who was he then? The old man's image flashed through my mind again. _"Tezcatlipoca is an Aztec god of shadows, illusion, and fate."_ _"...His worshippers hold sway over the fog and shadows of the forest, keeping outsiders from getting to his temple...alive."_

That's when I knew something was seriously wrong. As soon as I began to show I was moved here to a weird temple with Aztec writtings and markings. I only knew that it was Aztec from the strange woman who tended to me. She called herself a tlamatlquiticitl apparently a word that in ancient language meant woman and healer combined. She did strange rituals over and over around me praying to gods I didn't know. The name she chanted and mumbled was Tlazolteotl who she informed me was the Aztec goddess associated with childbirth and purification. Her name was Izel and I simply called her by that when I needed help or when we briefly chatted, but there was nothing warm about her. She was dressed in

This was clear because of the bow and arrow symbol on the ceremonial dagger. “I think this is where Zeke summoned Artemis.” I muttered. “I know Zeke has the powers of a God, but he is a Lycan. How can he possess the power to summon a God?” Ace asked, and to my surprise, his voice filtered throughout the room, not just in my head. “Maybe it is because he has the power of a God?” I shrugged, but I knew that this altar was witchcraft. “I think we should leave.” Ace whimpered.

They've been closed for too long. "Who was that young man?" I asked the priestess who was still chanting her words while rotating a bead in her hand slowly. I don't notice it was there before. "Alocaus." She replied. Alocaus. I've never heard of such strange name before. "Alocaus was a God, the God of neutrality. He was said to have the powers and qualities of the three clan. He could shift into a wolf, grow fangs like vampires, and cast spells like witches." The priestess said before she paused. She opened her eyes to look at me and they were pure white. It was shining so brightly that I had to use my hands to cover my eyes.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

"Mira qué cabrón! I told you it's a bloody risk coming here. We both know the penalty that awaits who ever is caught wandering around this sacred site..Fuck this! I'm leaving" This site is believed to be the home of the supreme god of Méxica, Huitzilopochtli. On it is an old mansion said to have been a sacred altar of the Huitzilopochtli and declared forbidden to the sight of an ordinary man. Even now in the 90s, the hallowed rule remains.

I withdrew my sword and stepped away from him. “Ahhhhhh!” I heard him scream in frustration as he remained on the ground. I turned to my warriors and noticed Jade and the girls were now out of here. I looked at Castro and the Alphas that joined him in this failed mission “Gather all of them let’s return” I said to my warriors. Finally, this was almost over. It’s not over till I make sure every one of them got what they deserved. The most slow and painful death. And for Aztec, He will serve his punishment as well, just because he was royalty doesn’t change the fact that he had committed treason.

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.

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.

Thane kissed her when she sat on his lap. "Maka gave birth to four elemental Gods. Ignus, the Fire God, Aqua, the Water Goddess, Ventus, the Wind God and Terra, the Goddess of Earth. From what I know, Ignus and Aqua always argued with one another, attacking each other using their powers. They were feared and hated by the mortals. So Maka took their elemental powers and randomly selected a creature who would inherit them, and that was your uncle." She paused. Thane frowned when she started brushing her hands to his chest. He knew Elisia was trying to seduce her and he had no complaints about it.