Ceres Myths Novels & Stories

Theo tells us all the knowledge he has. How does he even know so much? "The witches that you speak of, do you know where to find them? And what reputation they hold in the werewolf world" Elder questions again. Theo is hesitant but he answers nonetheless "I-I know they are evil witches and they disrespect the goddess balantly, they perform rituals to harm the goddess and her creations, we have been at war with them for as long as we have been created." "Finding them is hard but not impossible" he says.

Edward replied. " it is a mythical story that goes around the community but no one has ever come to prove it, she is known as the goddess of Enlightenment and she offers protection to the moon community, I wish I could learn the guidelines of the book that could lead me to her but it is too complicated to learn" Geri says while looking into the sky. Edward quickly started remembering what he has gone through before he reached their community. He has a lot in his mind but he hesitates telling his cousin about it. He starts going through the book and realises that their are so many other breeds and interbreeds in the outside world. This immediately reminds him of Ahmar and his evil people who

“Well, are you ready then?” All Andraste could do was sigh. Leave it to Ceres to take forever to get ready but be impatient at the same time. The two girls proceeded out the doorway of the cottage and onto the dusty road that led into the village. Ceres and her parents lived on the outskirts of the Harvest Moon capital city nearest to the stone fortress that also served as Andraste’s family home. Leto, Ceres’s mother, was handmaiden to Andraste’s mother Gaia while Ceres’s father Jove was Beta of the pack.

Ceres was indeed a blessed creature of the night as well as being a chosen one to trigger something in the realm of night creatures that have been stopped for decades. "Oh! Here it comes…" Rean was excited to see her cousin go all out in her extreme training. "The trigger of change…" Francesca couldn't agree more since there was indeed excitement as well in his tone. "I heard it before..." Morbius muttered in disbelief as he thought it was just baseless rumors or legends in some kingdom but no. It was real all this time and it was in front of him and inside his land.

Celeste rises, very upset. "But you're not cursed. Grandma made it up because she was upset that her son died and you were left. You look a lot like him and were a painful reminder of what she lost. That's why she sent you away and why she spread such an awful rumor." Hope swells in my chest and I can't stop it. There's a possibility I might not be cursed!

​Slowly, he rose to his full height and commanded, "Explain." ​The priests exchanged nervous, sweating glances until Elder Vareth finally gathered the courage to step forward. "My lord," he stammered, "three disciples entered the courtyard, and only this ash and empty robes remained. We know one was a high-status prodigy, yet... none of the witnesses can recall his face or his name. And... this servant was present." ​Nysera. The name immediately surfaced within Malzareth's thoughts—the failed experiment, the ongoing mystery, the child born with pure golden blood. His gaze hardened slightly. "Continue," he ordered.

There was something called a lament by Thoth, an Egyptian god known to the Romans as Mercury. 'Gods will leave earth and forsake Egypt. Only tales of it will be left which the future generations won't believe. Once humans lose their connection with the spirit, they will lead a life solely driven by materialism. There will come a time when the earth will be purged with fierce fires, war, and disease. Order will be brought back into the cosmos and nature will heal.'

As I stared into their eyes and figure, I could sense the bloodline. I was beyond shocked. They were the Northern Wasteland and were the true origin of Ceres’ bloodline. Ultimately, realization kicked in. I had just accidentally touched Ceres’ memories.

Coyolxauhqui (Aztec Mythology): Coyolxauhqui is the Aztec moon goddess, depicted as a dismembered woman. According to Aztec mythology, she led her brothers in an attack against their mother, Coatlicue, and was killed and dismembered by her brother Huitzilopochtli, the god of the sun and war. Her story symbolizes the moon's phases and its struggle against the sun. Chang'e (Chinese Mythology):

There’s always this haughty feeling to this place that I cannot be oblivious to. Archander keeps silent and looks down at me pensively before speaking, “Ishtar, the goddess of fertility put this curse on Zaeris,” “But why?” “Because Arles killed her mate,” He blurts out. My mouth drops open. I open and close it. I don’t know what to think about it. I knew Arles was bad but this makes him seem worse than what I had ever imagined. “One more reason to hate him,” I say but Archander shakes his head at me.