Crippled God Novels & Stories

“I have dine anny stupid things but the most I regret is believing that the gods were just. Partial bastards,that was what they were.” “They watch coldly as species rise and fall, calling it the survival of the fittest. All of us,we are merely insects trapped in a cage fighting for our lives in front of them.” “You think they would care about the lives of the weak, no! If they ever did so much as cared, I would have died the very instant I tried to attempt something like this.” “They are waiting Carmen. Waiting to see if I would succeed. If I di, they wood punish you all, the failures!”

"And who is this handicapped guy, does he not have a hand or something?" Akash added again. "Nobody is handicapped these days! We have medicines that can always repair and regrow any part of our body. " "No! Not physically handicapped. By handicap I mean by—Chakra, Creed Gryffon has a 0.1 Chakra to Beast ratio, by far the worst saturation ability I have ever seen. The authorities put him in squad-5 so he could at least pass the JETs. Much to our surprise, he survived."

ME— Bullshit. “Faith?” I sneered at Bobby. “Faith in what? That God made me crippled like this only to send some half-wit bullshit artist to ‘heal me’ for His greater glory? Just like that Bastard hit Mom with a fucking drunk driver so He could show us His ‘greater glory’ and ‘grace?’ It’s bullshit, Bobby. Either it’s all lies, God doesn’t exist and we ended up like this by accident and Mom got killed because life just sucks, or God made us like this and killed Mom just so He could prove how fucking awesome He is. Fuck that, Bobby. If that’s His deal, if that’s the ‘faith’ I gotta have to get ‘healed’ . . . no thanks.”

He cursed God in silence for giving him a piece of shit for life. He turned around and left. He didn't know whether to run or walk. He didn't know how to react. Nothing in his life mattered. It had never mattered just that he hadn't realized that until that day. He walked very slowly at first, letting everyone see his disfigured body in amazement, but then he began to run. When he got home, he locked himself in his room to cry. He cursed God at the top of his lungs, his parents, and everyone who despised him.

I am part of the whole, the three of you created me’ She looked over her shoulder at him and sneered her lips curling as she bared her gleaming razor sharp teeth, 'You are part of nothing, are you really that stupid? I think not Conri, you know I had no choice in your creation, you were forced on me. I was not willing when he implanted you inside me. You are nothing more than the by-product of a rape.' Conri was appalled at her harsh words he loved his Mother but everything she was saying was the truth, the Creator had not asked for her consent, and worse he had taken

He started to have monthly episodes of excruciating pain and convulsions, attacks so bad that he often had to be sedated in order for him to be treated. Dr. Cedric asked me why his son wasn't perfect, even though he had used a formula engineered using my special DNA. “The goddess is displeased with your actions, doctor. You have broken so many rules by keeping her people locked up and using their blood for your nefarious purposes. This is the price you have to pay,” I had spat at him resentfully, even though that was likely not the reason. But I wanted it to be so, and that was what it was going to be.

I drove the screw right through my heart. I felt something explode in me. I heard Nifrem and William scream. I knew I had fucked up the god's plans. Just like Alvina, this stupid god was vulnerable in a human body. Whatever happened to me and my body would happen to him. Unfortunately for the bastard, I wasn't invincible. " Stupid Stupid Girl!" Nifrem yelled, " We would have ruled the world together." " I do not intend to rule a world filled with rot and decay," I said laughing. I could feel the god's life slip away along with mine. I had gotten him. My action did not expel him, It killed him.

For the first time in human history we had an enemy that we could not easily deal with, and we owed that to two parties. For one, there is the well-known and infamous Doctor Christopher Krynick, the creator of these creatures. His intentions had been honorable, but he hadn't had the patience to give his research time to develop. He had fussed, wanted to develop a medicine that would take away the fear of deformity and mental retardation of their babies from expectant mothers.

Its claws were as keen as the blade of hell. Creed's brain shut down on several occasions as he tried to comprehend the anatomy of this beast. His essence was just impossible to decipher. The abnormality was the true bringer of death. Creed and Grisha were still battling horribly against it, even after combining both of their talents. ~huff ~huff "What kind of blasphemy is this god forsaken creature? For fuck sake… " ~huff ~cough ~huff "Son of a bitch… did he climb up from the depths of hell or what? Motherfucker!!"

His hands wrapped around her neck, gently stroking her cheeks to get her to calm down. “ Charlotte! Look at me. Look into my eyes. I swear, I swear to God that I don't have a damn thing for her. I know I was desperate before but as I said, you made my world different. It's now colorful and strong. I can feel I have someone I can rely on, even when I am disabled. " Pulling her into his warm hug, he expressed his feelings from the depths of his wild heart which is crazy to explain everything and stop this misunderstanding.