Deity Bladerunner Novels & Stories

“Your attempts at self-rehabilitation are futile against your species’ long history. You have all run rampant for too long and are far beyond reclamation and redemption. More than that, you few cannot possibly hope to change the rest. “No, the only recourse is to dissolve your instruction sets and redistribute them back into the system. There, you will all be remade as required. All we can hope for is the removal of your corrupt natures once you re-emerge.” Godeater’s presence then grew significantly. It was as though it activated its own versions of Ascendant Form and Machine Trance, whose energies were so powerful that Freya and Raijin were completely overwhelmed by it all. Despite everyth

“I’m offering you survival. Refuse, and you’ll find yourselves surrounded, outnumbered, and ultimately destroyed.” Rayka took a slow breath, forcing herself to stay calm. “You speak of unity, but your actions sow division. You orchestrated the ambush, manipulated the Dominion, and betrayed your own supposed allies. Why should we trust you?” Draven’s smile returned, cold and calculating. “Because, unlike your enemies, I don’t hide my ambitions. Everything I’ve done has been in service of a greater goal—a world where strength dictates leadership, not bloodlines or tradition.” Sylvester’s eyes narrowed. “And what of this benefactor? The one funding your operations? Do they share your vision, or

Alvin hand language one of his men to take off Kristel's blindfold. She felt that someone his unfolding her blindfolds. When she opened her eyes, she saw a tall man in front of her. He has a resemblance to Luther. "Satisfied?" Luther sarcastically asked Kristel while lighting his cigar. "Who are you?" she asked. She can feel the pain as her feet and wrist were hurting now. "I don't offend anyone, why am I here?" Alvin approached her and put his finger on her lips, "Shhhh! I'll introduce myself don't worry," he said.

"That's all I'm asking, sculptors in the human world are very poor, their sculpting skills are not good and they can't practice a bit, they like to deny responsibility." At the end of the game, the Thunder God Rey de Los Lobos stood up and said, "Looks like your mood is much better, go to the hall, the Lord of the Gods is looking for you because he has something to say." "Thank you!" Only the Thunder God Rey de Los Lobos can see through his moods and thoughts, and only the Thunder God Rey de Los Lobos knows how to calm him down.

It sounded unreasonable as it was almost impossible for a human being to run for three hours nonstop, but I was a werewolf and with Maya’s strength and agility, I was able to do so. Throughout my run, I had several disturbing questions roaming my mind. “Am I doing the right thing? Is this what’s best for me? Will I regret it? Is Blade worth my loyalty?” Flashbacks of Dexter’s smile came into my mind like visions. I could remember how soft and sweet his voice had been, how his green eyes had radiated just like sun rays and how happy my parents had been with just seeing us together.

Theo thought about his parent, and whispered in low voice," i wondered thats how my parents felt when they met the beast for the first and the last time" when the beast attack near Theo, suddenly his eye perk up not wanting to lose his life, as he have long way to live, he has dream to fulfilled, tightening his hand to the knife, Theo shout," damn you beast". noticing that he cannot escape from the attack unscathed Theo put the knife between him and the beast, tilting the tip to the left side so that he can parried the attack.

Red dot is used to represent a demon. When June reached the place where his human, the female lead—Coral Li was heading towards college. Right next to her was the demon who was the male lead. He was invisible to human eyes but June would see him clearly just like the demon would see him too. Seth had long ebony hair which reached over his shoulder, it was tied in a half ponytail. His wings were hidden and he was wearing his usual black demon robes but anyone would say he was naturally tall and muscular.

[It is also said that they collect souls and guide them to the after life. “They are treated as powerful deities in some past civilizations,” Eirian pointed out. [in terms of distinctiveness, he is as unique as Azra and Dagon.] Seb added. “So, he can turn to human as well?” Eirian turned abruptly at Johan and stared. “Who is this... Azra and Dagon?” she asked.

he proposed. Alpha Nolan wouldn't risk being in love again. She felt like being in bondage loving Cassandra "I'm already weakened by the uncalled for affection from her mother" Alpha Nolan shook his head. "There is something else. You can cut all her limbs" the Diviner seemed unserious. "Can she do the healing without them?" Alpha Nolan asked anxiously. "I'm not sure" he moaned. "But there is another one, she will die whenever she kills you. You will die together" the Diviner conveyed gladly. "That's good, isn't it?" he asked. "How is that good. It's still the same thing as losing the war to her" Alpha Nolan complained.

The feisty little dude surprised me, and I almost lost my balance. “Are you dense, you muscled muttonhead? Do you want to die today? These are chthonic blades. They suck in power, magic and the life essence of chthonic deities. And as far as I remember, your maternal grandfather is Nepenthern, a chthonic deity. Are you tired of life, muscle boy? Let me guess, guys, he is not playing with a full deck.” Little midget turned to smirking Kandreah and Thersar as if his rhetoric question was aimed at them.