Drops Of God Novels & Stories

was no longer a shell—she was a Storm. The "Liquid Despair" shrieked as it was refracted by the "Authentic Life" of a goddess who had finally been Fed by her own Scorned. It vanished into a spray of cyan pixels, its "Extractions" incinerated by the fact that Divinity is not a Resource—it’s a Choice.

He drops him on the tiled floor. Drayce breathed so heavily that he almost feels his lungs burst any second now and coughs several times. He straightens up as he smoothed down his coat. He glares at Kurai. “I am not paying attention to what the producer had been feeding up to her what to sing. Trust me, I knew nothing. And why would I summon a Roman God? I don’t even know how to call any of this myth guys.” He explained as he touched his neck. The pain still lingers, despite that he was a vampire. There is always a tremendous gap between a God and the likes of him comparing their strengths. He almost thinks that he was just like an ordinary human.

The psychopathic lord wailed, blinking eccentrically as his vision slowly rose from the darkness. The lord of hell gritted his teeth as a deep and throbbing pain exploded from behind his eyes, a strange oily green splitting across his vision; along with a sickly yellow; the colours causing his gut to churn in disgust. What the fuck was this? He growled within his mind, continuing to blink at a rapid pace as he shook his head. Attempting to push away the sickly unnatural colours. Darkous gasped lightly when they began to fade, slowly soaking into the metal implants that his father had forced upon him.

Before you were born, I set you apart; I created your inmost being and knit you together in your mother`s womb. So why do you say you are a mistake? Don’t listen to the devil he is the father of lies! I’m God the creator of this beautiful universe, I never make mistakes. You are fearfully and wonderfully made my daughter and one of my cherished masterpieces. When you feel lonely, know that I’m with you to the very end of edge. I will never leave you nor forsake you. I also notice you, your going out and your lying down. Your thoughts, when you sit and when you rise. I know you better than you know yourself,

Slowly and slowly while looking at him I stopped feeling the sparks of his touch on mine. But before I could close my eyes and go to hell forever ,I saw water droplets falling from the sky. The fire around me died down as water droplets poured over it. I just then realised that this was moon goddesses reply. She showed me my heaven by showing me Aaron and she fulfilled my promise to Aleka to saving these people by pouring down rain on this fire of death. A smile came on my lips knowing that I fulfilled my promises, Saved humanity and ended evil. In the end good won over evil

Dropping into Godmode wasn’t like jacking into Acheron. Acheron had always felt like stepping onto a catwalk above a factory—seeing the machines, the lines, the flows. Godmode felt like walking into a hall of mirrors with no walls. Everything is reflected. Nothing stable. *Orientation protocol,* some old trained part of me whispered. Anchor. Scan. Name. I reached for the most basic thread: *self.* For a terrifying fraction of a second, there was nothing.

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

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After that thought he knew that Carla was a stronger person then he would ever be because he didn’t know if he would do the same to his enemy- Drip. Drip. Drip. What was that? Drip. Drip. Gabriel looked at his hands, noticing small droplets landing on his palms and before he could think any more a wave of heavy sobbing came over him so hard fell forward, his face landing in his hands while his shoulders shook violently. He didn’t know how long he was like that; he only knew that once he had cried away any energy that he had left but he still felt the tears flowing.

His bright blue eyes turned a grey as his soul was obliterated by the power within me. Screams sounded around me as the God dropped to the floor and went completely limp. Even King Alexander was unable to do this. "Get a medic." A voice sounded but still I couldn't comprehend what was happening around me. My mind was consumed by the rush I just felt. It was like the room was swirling. The sight of the Gods dead body had adrenaline going through me and my mind cloudy The power within me felt like a breathe of fresh air. Maybe I looked alittle crazy as I twirled my arms around and turned the clear powers black. Fuzzy black matter twirled around as I moved my arms like they were dancing.