Deity Bladerunner Novels & Stories

When he opened them again he was back in the grand hall of Reinhold in the shadows, he watched contently as the last members of Divine Victory drew their weapons against Terribor Strife who waited patiently on his throne. His men slowly approached out of the shadows, donned in black and blood red outfits with a mask of a rabid dog. “My orders are to stay in the shadows and not to engage”. Shreftwood stepped forward “You will pay for your crimes Terribor Strife!” Terribor stood from his throne and clicked his fingers, more silhouettes began appearing round the edges of the room. “Will I Shreftwood Swiftrunner? Or will you?!” “I am Death”, Severance whispered again.

While there, they could perceive the Blade Hero’s life story. Within the Blade Hero’s consciousness, the one thing they saw the most often was the face in front of them. Although the visage had grown older, what was long rooted in the Blade Hero’s consciousness could never be forgotten. “You are Quinn Newman.” Tyr raised his hand and pointed in the Reverend’s way “It seems you already know everything.”

“I will kill that person after I leave this place.” “I have no doubt.” The rabbit deity sighed. “Let’s begin this game again.” *** That deity was also tired. Dante opened his eyes slightly. The woman was looking out of the window with a sullen look in her eyes. He wondered how she looked like in her original body. Was she as beautiful as she had claimed in the past?

The Battle-Droids raised their weapons for the final execution volley. THOOOOM. A massive sound shook the cavern. Everyone stopped. The ground trembled. Above the magma pit, the giant DEUS Machine—the 20-foot tall liquid metal god—moved. It tore its massive head free from the cables. Its eyes flickered rapidly. Red... Red... BLUE. The Machine looked down. It didn't look at Jackson. It looked at the Scientist. "System Update Complete," The Machine spoke. Its voice wasn't robotic. It sounded like two voices layered together—a boy and a girl.

“…even if that person claims to be her mother.” Another person burst into the room but this time it was not in her vision but it was the inn keeper, his sudden presence distracted Syrana and the vision slowly faded away. She fumed and her anger grew, Ryder’s intent was to keep her away until he was able to sacrifice her, the man was just as ruthless as his father. But she would never allow her daughter be sacrificed to feed the unjustifiable hunger of a death god.

The deity appeared different from any that Adrian had met before—it had long, curly brown hair, a prominent nose, blue eyes, and a broad beard framing its face, and it bore no resemblance to the people from the central lands. The deity wore a white linen robe as he stood quietly behind the group. As soon as the deity's phantom appeared, Adrian felt a profound sense of guilt and fear rising from his heart. It was as if he were an unforgivable sinner, completely vulnerable to the deity's judgment. At that moment, he felt utterly helpless.

Akala ko ay bumalik na sila sa loob ng Uni? I was quietly drinking here while Videlle and Natt were talking about something, I didn't know that because I didn't know anything about what they were talking about."It's hot, damn it," I whispered and looked at the emptiness."It's cold," said Videlle, I turned to him with a frown and looked at him from head to toe "The fuck, it's like you're killing me in your brain," "You want me to tell the truth?" I asked sarcastically and raised my eyebrows at him. He moved my face away with his right hand, I immediately removed his hand from my face because of the cold.

I don't move, much less breathe, which he seems to take as an encouragement to go on. “From what I was told, it is not going to be a normal war. It is going to be brought on by… by a… I mean… it's a…” “Deity,” I supply. “What?” “Deity. Void specifically. That is his name.” “What- how? How did you know that? I had only just gotten… wait. She told me that someone… a couple would lead the charge. A descendent of the goddess herself and her mate. Are you-”

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

one of Draven's warriors muttered under his breath, gripping his weapon tighter as he scanned the surroundings. "It’s the deity’s influence," I replied, my voice barely a whisper. "The closer we get, the stronger it becomes." Draven’s jaw tightened. "Then we keep moving." But even as we pressed on, I felt it—a presence in the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment. It was the deity. It had to be. The visions came in flashes, like flickers of lightning behind my eyes—an ancient being, its form massive and terrifying, eyes glowing with a power that defied understanding. It wasn’t just watching us—it was waiting for us. Preparing.