Become A Living God Forum Novels & Stories

He pulled back his ceremonial hood to expose a face I knew in shock. Elder Marcus. A Council member killed in the violent fall and dissolution. Very much alive, and clearly running this whole operation. “This was never really about successfully completing the ritual,” Marcus said. His voice rang out clear in the destroyed hall. “This was about proving once and for all that the Goddess Circle is, at its core, a broken concept. That distributed divinity cannot work."

Numbers mean God is near. James exhaled slowly. “These are the pillars of false revival,” he said. “And they’ve become doctrine.” They split up the next day. Eliora went to a youth rally in Lekki where a self-declared prophet promised “supernatural riches for every seed.” She watched teenagers shout in tongues while swiping credit cards at digital offering kiosks. The worship was choreographed. The testimonies scripted. The leader’s sermon? A self-help speech soaked in holy vocabulary.

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

He didn't need to wait a lifetime; he might die soon. "You want to repent, right? Whatever your religion is, our God is the same. He is Most Forgiving. Ask for His forgiveness. Jennie was able to free herself from that cult after experiencing clinical death. I don't know what she did, but when she suddenly came back to life, she became closer to God and was no longer bothered by the devil." Johan laughed bitterly. He pitied himself. Why did regret always come too late? "I'm too sinful. How could God forgive someone like me?" he replied skeptically.

“Dion, you’re here paying for your wrong doings.” “Well, what about you?” “I’m here paying for my wrongs too.” “Ow yeah? Then what about them? What wrong have they done? What about my mother who died? What about many things that are so wrong on this earth? If He really was real, then why all this suffering?” “Dion—” “He’s a living God, right? Then let Him wake the dead and kill death. Let Him provide bread and eradicate hunger. Let Him heal and banish illness. Let him show that He is real. Open your eyes and let not myth fool you.”

"Shyne, this is not some sort of voodoo thing that you see in the movies. You don't just go and pray the same thing and then you get transported into another dimension or something," The pastors told me, "When we go deeper in prayer, you go deeper in your relationship with God. This won't work unless your sincerity and focus is on point. You need to surrender, and make sure that you are doing this for your desire to grow in faith and be free from your past mistakes."

You have the potential} “There’s something inside me telling me that if I were to do that, I would regret it for as long as I live. There’s nothing amazing about becoming a god. Even a god has their restrictions and conditions for living. What’s the difference between a god and a human? In the end, each has to figure out how to live their life” {That is incredibly profound. I sense the presence of dragons. I’ll be leaving} “Dragons? What are you talking about?”

"Too many wrinkles to do anything but seduce men with your body? How pathetic." After scanning a few hate messages, all mentioning Sophie, I frowned. I muted my phone and opened Sophie's livestream on my computer. James had arrived. Sophie was still streaming, crying in his arms, playing the victim while her viewers raged, threatening to expose me as a homewrecker. I laughed, logged into my account, and posted our marriage certificate, tagging Sophie. I calmly watched her followers melt down before closing my laptop. The next day was Saturday, and I had plans with Alex.

So, currently any wolf born on a particular month doesn't receive the moon's blessings but the genes of their parents. 'That was so petty.' her mind giggled. She sat down carefully looking around her as glaring eyes were on her and she gave Larry a quick glance. 'How's that for a book-weeb.' she said inwardly. "That was perfect, Atarah. I say this every time, if everyone here was as studious her, we would have moved on to the next phase ages ago." Boris said tiredly. As the only human in this society, it was pretty obvious that the only thing you could do with all your time was study, while others tried to manifest their inner beast or wait patiently for their awakening or practice drills or