Novel & Cerita Divine Entity

There was no other explanation for how a mere human could possess divine power and still be reluctant to answer their questions. "Yes, Lord General," Zeke responded to the command. Immediately, he activated his divine power, and the air in the tent suddenly twisted. Rachelle felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her. Her face was flushed from heavy breathing. Her heart was filled with dread. 'No reincarnation for all eternity. Am I going to disappear forever?' At the same time, she was shocked to feel the divine power from Zeke's body. It was precisely the same as the divine power from her body. From the looks of it, she was sure that those people were from the Heavenly God Realm.

"Do you now believe me?" I blinked owlishly at him, "that you are a god, and what kind of god are you, anyway?" I tossed some fruits in my mouth and began chewing it. He rested his chin on his palm, "A wishing god," My brow slightly arched, "A wishing god? Is there such a wishing god?" I wondered, "Is it all gods are likely to grant wishes? What's the difference between you and the others?" "I am more to grant wishes than the others, like what I did to you, in a process,"

For man called his ancestors uncivilized and a heathen, surely what would they have done in a world much wilder, unpredictable and dangerous than the one you see now, for then, man do not settle down to ponder and think when he had his family to feed and clan to protect and so from his mind, believing Eledunmare the creator of all things simply too great to comprehend. Too enormous to bother himself with human affairs, so he creates entities of himself, aspects with capacities to reflect some of his manifestations, acting as intermediaries between mankind and his divinity. The erratic behavior of nature and the supernatural, the belief that there is a force behind each entity, we are of that

Dear reader, welcome back to the Supernatural Spa... If you wonder if there is anything here about The Divine, yes there is. Remember that one of my closest friends and source is considered the Hierophant of the Paranormal All-Stars. And this usually represents religious teachings and is also known as The Pope. The thing is, my friend Mab intends to represent The Most Holy Trinity in the Paranormal Industry and Supernatural Circles simply because she finds it unfair that someone who she considers the most powerful spiritual being would not have a representative in these areas.

I turned around and slide down the length of the door and when I finally felt the floor support me I became sitting with my head against my knees pressed up against my only way out. 'What interest would a god have in me? What interest would Enosos have in me? He was the god of seduction, he could have anyone and yet he has demanded me since I was nothing more then an innocent child. How could I be his? How could he claim that power over me?'

Travian stepped back, whispering, “No. That’s not possible.” Soren met his gaze, eyes burning with grief and defiance. “It is. You tried to unmake me. But I am what remains when the gods forget mercy.” Elara didn’t understand the depth of it, but she could feel it — the world itself bending to Soren’s heartbeat, the wind shifting to his breath. Power radiated from him, divine and ruinous. Yet beneath it was something achingly human: sorrow, heavy and endless. Travian’s tone softened. “You cannot hold both halves, Soren — mortal and divine. It will tear you apart.”

"No. But if it isn't, won't we have to repeat the Great Rebirth?" Then, turning to Lux, he said, "Your divination is without peer, Lux. Can you see if it is the Coffin of the Gods?" "It's the real deal." Lux smiled and nodded. "It's the core of the apocalypse, an entity that can wipe out all life… The Elysium and the Trinity are now aware, and we can expect trouble. Still, our Pantheon really managed to fool them this time…" Everyone sighed in relief but soon fumed briefly, though that alone shook the very air around them.

Simon asked again and still wants me to talk to Jackie and I know he will never stop asking me until I talk to Jackie, but I will never stop not minding him. “Oh! Hi there,” She said to Simon “Can you see him?” I asked her “Yes and he can see me too” She answered “How is it that he can see you but Divina doesn’t?” “Because Divina is mortal… he is immortal because of course, he is already dead” She answered while looking at Simon and she looked at my father and said, “He can see me too” and she looked at me and said, “Because he is dead too” I shook my head when I heard what she said because my dad is not dead. He is alive and drinking coffee. wait. Drinking coffee again.

"There isn't a name. It can't have a name. Assuming it permits itself to be named, it permits itself to be controlled, and nobody can genuinely bridle this domain. Like a wild pony, it lives and kicks the bucket alone and free, without anybody to keep it down. In any case, this is irrelevant. What I intend to say is, I've never needed to address." "Question what?" I ask apprehensively, uniting my hands. The scene behind Felix is moving to uncover close-up scenes inside the world, with the first being a solitary Shifter looking profound into the well that Elijah and I fell into. "That there is a Divine being. It's a seriously dumbfounding honor to have. Information is excruciating, frankly."

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.