Egyptian God Of Mischief Mga Nobela at Kwento

Osiris POV- This tall, impressive figure of a man was saying he is a “wolf god” and my father was just sitting there in his chair, silent. “A wolf god. There is no such thing. You’re not the Moon Goddess or Moon God.” I protested. “Aww to be young and stupid again. Selene your precious Moon Goddess, is nothing more than a mere child to me. I am centuries older. My name is Wepwawet. I am the brother of Anubis, I come from Lycopolis, City of Wolves, in Upper Egypt. I come with a warning: Keep Alsie Neferet safe at all costs. If anything happens to her before her 25th birthday ruin shall come to the house of Sandolf.”

I figured their purpose was for the dance later. Behind me, Una set a headdress on my head. It looked like the rays of the moon and was sparkling with silver dust. Minutes later, Asiri stood in front of me, putting Kohl at the edges of my eyes, a blush on my cheeks and painted my lips to make it pop. "There, you look so beautiful, Lady Herneith." Una came to my front and smiled. "Anubis would be pleased by your dance offering later." Anubis? As in Anpu? The God of Death? Does he really exist in this timeline? I thought it was just a mere legend in Egyptian mythology?

Claire was startled but she recovered ready for a tale that would answer all his questions and raise even more. "First let me tell you about the god riding the flaming chariot through the sky. His name like the intensity of fire on his emblem. His people called him Ra. The Greeks named him Helios..." She opened a Tarot card to him. The card held the details she spoke woven into it. The myth Egyptian god of the sun not new to Grey himself.

According to records, Isis was a goddess worshipped in ancient Egypt. She was worshipped as being the goddess of fertility (among other things) so when the gene that made human subjects compatible with Draygonians was identified and a test was developed to help identify it, scientists nicknamed it the Isis gene. It wasn't a particularly new find. In fact, this particular piece of hereditary data already had a name but it was one no one cared for, especially when naming the gene after a goddess associated with fertility sold more headlines.

“Why does that sound so familiar?” “It’s the name of the Egyptian God that’s always portrayed with the head of a jackal on its body. I guess it sorta looks like a wolf head in some depictions.” Georgia smiled. “Sounds cool. What was Anubis the God of?” “Death. Or more like the afterlife. He guided lost and helpless souls and oversaw the last procession of the dead.” “That’s a little grim.” Hayden smiled. “Well, you wanted an edgy name for me, remember?”

it made her a bit happy, that he would care, and it showed that he was listening to what she was saying. No stars…master. We worship the gods of Horus. Horus is the god of Sun, more, and everything bright and dangerous, war and the likes. We don’t have stars in the kingdom because according to myth, one day eons of centuries ago, the two brothers, Seth and Horus had a fight and they divided themselves making sure that none of their elements crossed the other side, until no circumstances.

Because I’m about to meet a god. Hermes. Greek and Roman mythology has always fascinated me—especially considering my connection to Selene—but Hermes? That’s one god I never wanted to meet in person. The Divine Trickster. He stole Apollo’s sacred cattle as a newborn. Helped design Pandora with a deceitful heart and then let her loose on mankind. He’s not known for playing fair—or playing nice. So yeah, I’m uneasy. When Alex turns to ask if I’m ready, I don’t even correct him for calling me little brother.

He throws all that information at me like word vomit. So she is the eternal flame, and Hades isn’t happy about her finding her mates. Maybe he thought she wouldn’t have a mate. He could be angry that the moon goddess forced a mate upon his almighty creation. It’s not like he can pick a fight with her, as Death is her mate and would immediately dethrone Hades. He can be a trickster, though, and oftentimes plays with Loki, the god of mischief. We will need to keep our eyes peeled for anything suspicious.

Cygnus said excitedly, and I giggled. “It’s the same for us. I guess the ones who created us are best friends. We have a Moon Goddess—and you?” “We have a Goddess named Sekhmet. She’s the one who cursed our kind. It’s a long story, but maybe your Moon Goddess and ours are close friends too.” I laughed and hugged them both.

A sudden chill ran through me at the thought. The mother of wolves? The goddess of the moon. She was the one we always prayed to. The one I had prayed to several times while I was still at the pack. Maybe she had heard and sent Beros to save me. I was eager to know more about her. I turned back to continue my reading. "And lastly, Nyxar, the god of chaos and destruction, the push and pull of the world" This last name didn't leave me with a good feeling. Was this deity responsible for all the chaos?