Dark Egyptian Gods Novels & Stories

Thus, starting from Userkaf, Egypt was ruled not by people, but by gods who were born from the union of an earthly female queen and the god Ra. This is the name of the most important event in the history of the dark ones, this moment is marked by the fact that most of the oldest dark creatures on earth left our material world and went into the unknown space of other parallels of earthly reality. In our film of reality, only a few remained who did not want to follow the majority. With the departure of the ancients, power gradually passed into the hands of the pure-blooded beings of the dark world, generated by the ancients.

Alec Romanov was a great sailor until he fell in love with the goddess Hekacy. Surprisingly, the word "heka" in the Egyptian language is also both the word for "magic" and the name of the god of magic and medicine, Heka. Hekacy was the chief goddess presiding over magic and spells. Not only was she the one responsible for bestowing the first men the secret knowledge of using the art of witchcraft, she was also said to be the mother of necromancy. Not only that, but she holds a certain domain in the underworld as well and it was she who would appoint her lover the sacred task of ferrying souls who died at sea to the worlds beyond using the famed, Phantom Ship.

I figured their purpose was for the dance later. Behind me, Una set a headdress on my head. It looked like the rays of the moon and was sparkling with silver dust. Minutes later, Asiri stood in front of me, putting Kohl at the edges of my eyes, a blush on my cheeks and painted my lips to make it pop. "There, you look so beautiful, Lady Herneith." Una came to my front and smiled. "Anubis would be pleased by your dance offering later." Anubis? As in Anpu? The God of Death? Does he really exist in this timeline? I thought it was just a mere legend in Egyptian mythology?

That was the first and last time I seen any of them really. "I actually came here for you." He said in a voice that let me know this was final. The royals were worse than any dark God known to man. They were Dark and Light Gods. They were Gods that were born with both kinds of magic even though their parents only had one kind. So they ended up being considered royal because their powers were stronger and they could do both.

With determined eyes, the Bloody Red-Figure proclaimed and ordered his Avatar to move forward. " You know what! You're just a piece of shit, how dare you think you're strong, what gives you the right to think you can destroy me? who are you, who bore you? where do you form?..." when Nri Magu saw the determination to kill in those bloodshot eyes of the Blood Red God, he knew from his million years of life, that it was already over for him. So he decided to use his final weapon and started raining insults on the Bloody Red Humanoid Figure

It was the only way. Because darkness was coming. Erebus. Her brother. God of Darkness and Shadow. The one who had once shared the cradle of the stars with her, who had walked beside her when the heavens were first spun. He had desired dominion of night itself, of silence and endings, of death unending. She had opposed him. She had chosen balance, chosen love, chosen the fragile brilliance of mortals. And for that, he had cast her down, stripping her of her throne, shattering her people, stealing her joy.

Hence, it was a perilous feat. The Egyptian goddess’ body inside the anthropoid coffin, where she is wearing the amulet, is depicted by the forearms that were carved to be crossed at the breast. The myths describe it as being covered in sceneries with red-painted phrases and characters and stark blue hues that are associated with the Dead Spells, which are represented by, among other things, figures like the embalmer's tent and the horizon's lions of Bastet. “Attacking over water is hazardous with the merfolks in their element.” Blayne began strategizing. “We will be at a disadvantage.”

"Fine. I’ll be a monster instead." The name burned in my mind, an ancient, forbidden call. Erebus. The God of the Deepest Shadow. If the light had abandoned me, I would make the darkness my throne. I was ready to sign away whatever was left of my soul, so long as I could watch Adam’s world burn.

Even Lord Black Sand's expression shifted uncontrollably and the pretty young woman in short skirt hid her opened mouth behind a hand quickly, with admiration rippling in her eyes. Ouyang Zi's face turned a pallid pale. A Sage of Healing... Tier-7 Elixir Masters were acclaimed as Elixir Immortals, Tier-8 as Sages, and Tier-9 as Gods. One might have heard of Sages of Healing, but almost never clapped eyes on one; not even once in a lifetime for most people, for even Elixir Immortals came as rare as a hen's teeth.

She can't still pinpoint his category- newborn, master, or elite, other than that he is a vampire. She remembered her eyes before everything had gone black; they are the most beautiful ones she has come across. They are not dull brown or dark brown. It's a balance in between which can only be described as the color of honey. Honey brown that is so light she could see the specks in his eyes.