Dark God Name Novels & Stories

I placed the crucifix in her head The Cross burned her skin as she talked inaudibly in pain, trying to resist the powers of the Almighty. She held on for fifty minutes till she can no longer withstand the pain anymore. She reveals her name or should I say names “My first and special name is called Gyllou; the second Amorphous; the third Abyzou; the fourth Karkhous; the fifth Brianê; the sixth Bardellous; the seventh Aigyptianê; the eighth Barna; the ninth Kharkhanistrea; the tenth Adikia; the twelfth Myia; the half Petomene”

"Then where did you come from? If the Creator didn't ordain a Fate of the Past, who are you?" "I created the fate of the Past and I placed the memory of myself into the other Fates' minds." "Tell us who you really are?" Morgana's teeth ground as she tried to resist answering that question. Greg reached into her pain receptors and twisted. She screamed out her answer. "My name is LILITH! I'm the goddess of Chaos!"

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

*Then all kinds of elements appeared at taso floating beside him for example fire, water, dirt, light, dark and more* These will kill you, asshole! This is for not knowing who I am, remember I'm the god of zeronity tasoshi saya! What! It can't be they said you were dead? Of course not, Now die! ELEMENTAL GOD COMBINE ALL ELEMENTS, HA! *Then a flash of light glows besides taso* ELEMENTAL GOD SLASH PLUS AEROBA RENATAKATA, ELEMENTAL IMPERIAL HEAVENLY GOD SLASH!

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

That he will finally take over like he always wished? The man takes a deep breath in before he points at me. “The God of Death is called Arawn! You got the name all wrong! And why would you be a big-ass damned dragon for that matter?! That makes no sense! This is some stupid daydream and I am going to wake up at any moment!” Oh. I guess I should have realised.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

He wore a gray robe and stood respectfully at the side. "Do you have a name?" Chase suddenly realized how inconvenient it would be to call out to the python if it did not have a name. He could not be calling it the two-headed python all the time. That was why he asked the question. "Well, I do have a nickname…" The python was suddenly acting hesitant. "You can tell us. There's no one else here. Who would dare give a thousand-year-old monster like you a humiliating nickname?" Chase found the situation a little funny. The top powerhouses in the nether realm were either peak or stage-nine martial gods.

His armored feet touched the white sand of the mountain ridge without making a single sound. He was tall. Regal. Dressed in flawless black armor streaked with veins of pulsing crimson energy. His original silver hair had long since darkened into an ink-black color, but his deep eyes still held the faint, terrifying traces of the noble Alpha he had once been a thousand years ago. *Nyxar.* The dark god had finally, completely stepped out of the Eclipse Gate. He walked slowly into the shattered entrance of the temple, his crimson gaze locking directly onto Killian. Then, his eyes shifted to scan Seraphina. Finally... his terrifying gaze settled completely on young Aiden.

Gideon’s hands covered mine, pressing my palms flat against the steel over his heart. "I've thought about it," he admitted, his voice dropping to a low, rough timber. "In the middle of the night, when the room is too quiet. I think about a son who has your stubborn streak. Or a daughter with your eyes." A bittersweet ache tightened in my chest. "Do they have names? In these thoughts of yours?" Gideon went still for a long moment, his thumb tracing a slow, deliberate circle over my knuckles. "If he’s a fighter, a boy who needs a name that commands the room... Ares. Like the old god of war, but with a kinder heart, I hope."