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I twirled around and pointed at him before black swirled around me. "We can rid the universe of evil today." I smiled as I twirled back around. Gods and Goddesses were walking outside. All of their eyes had black veins around the whites of their eyes. "You've killed light and you can't replace it." He yelled from behind me. He complained alot. "Beggers can't be choosers." I sighed as I watched all the Gods slowly walk towards me. I took the life within them Instantly. I watched as their glowing life force slowly came towards me and swirled around me. Blackness covering their eyes before their bodies hit the floor told me that their journey was over.

It cast a light across my vision. [CRITICAL SYSTEM WARNING!] [Extreme Danger! You are standing next to a legendary-level survivor!] [Target Scan: 'Justin' A Tier 2 Awakened Super-Human.] [LUS Warning: SSS-Class Partner 'Justin' detected. He is incredibly dangerous, but teaming up with him will give you legendary rewards! Do you want to invite him to join your team? Warning: If you fail to control him, he will kill you instantly.]

"However, a few minutes ago, I felt the magic of the black book stir. I knew then that new names had been added. It was confirmed when I opened it." The black book was coated with the runic magic of Freya and Odin himself. It looked unassuming, but it was anything but ordinary. If anyone else apart from Thor had attempted to open the book, it would be impossible. This book wasn't one of a kind though. All the gods had such a book, Forseti included. But for this mission, only Thor had left his on. That's right, this book could be turned on or off. This book had the energy signature of every single Asgardian. As long as you were born in Asgard, the book will pick up your signature as a form of

It simply disintegrated, then reappeared back in the car. “Sick bastard,” I spat. He'd been stalking me. I tore a slim black book from the rat pile. Book of Psychopomps was etched on it in gold ink. Numbers, emails, and old-fashioned addresses accompanied names, written in no apparent order. I rifled through the pages: “Old farts: ODIN, MORRIGAN, YAMA, HERMES....” and “New pests: ANAESTHESIA, AIDS, SANTA MUERTE...” A red ribbon marked a page at the back. “Accessories: SHANNON PARKER.”

He asks, “While you think of something to choose, I’m gonna get something. Stay here.” Goldie watches Darryl walk away from him. He stands still for a moment, before looking at the books that surrounded him. He notices a book that is not much bigger than his hand. The cover is simple, with nothing but the illustration of red circles within a circle at the bottom half, and the name “Dante” written on the top half. He picks it up and inspects it, trying to read other words on the back of the book. He was able to process some of the words, but could not understand the whole paragraph.

BLACK THE ORIGIN Chapter 5: Nerom The Magic Realm was led by 5 Elite Families under God. In the North-Eastern part of the globe were the Berhalkswaan Family and the Jaiden palace. One of the cities surrounding it was Leave Capital known for the Swordsmanship style of the East. Nerom is the only King rank in the east. "Hahh... haaa…" Gasping from the air, Alkhun was barely able to get up. Gripping the wooden sword.

“You will live five hundred deaths repeatedly, and when you eventually pass on, your soul will not be allowed into Xamnir’s, or Kai’s, plain. You’ll be sent to the firepit as a slave of Raerin, God of the Underworld and father of the Wolf Goddess, Tiarin.” I knew it came with a catch, and why wouldn’t it? This is a powerful weapon and can kill any supernatural creature, even a God. So what exactly did I expect? “I’ll do it; I’ll kill Stefan,” I say, looking over at my brother, who seems shell shocked. “Kon-”

If you are here from Cursed by the Gods: Cleopoda you are very much welcome. And if you're not well I suggest you read Cleopoda's story first. But it's okay if you don't want to since I'll be making sure this book will be understandable to new readers without having you go back to read book 1.

"His magic is in the air too. I can taste it." Drayton steps forward, taking the attention away from me for a moment. "I can smell that too, and taste it. But what if it is this Shinee you speak of? What are we going to do to go against an Immortal." "It's not an Immortal," Archer stresses, nudging Thorran to confirm. "A powerful Immortal isn't going to have an interest in something like this." He might. With an Alpha at least.