Elysium Mythology Novels & Stories

She then looked at the dying nymph and finished her sentence, “And since spirits are bound to their goddess. If she died, they will follow her to death.” “T-the prophecy was real after all, and will come… true.” The spirit managed to choke out. “O spirit, what prophecy do you spoke of?” Lady Yesenia curiously asked. “T-the prophecy of the f-forest’s demise and…” Eria replied through her coughing. “Then the world’s destruction.” “You mean…” Yesenia’s eyes widened in horror. “The prophecy that you elves saw are deeply connected to ours.” Eria explained. “T-this is only the beginning.”

Her head was nearly resting against my shoulder. I don’t know what Eugenius and my father are up to. But I will protect you, Ismene-Eirene. “They are the Pompeius family of Lerna. They use the hydra as their family symbol. There are always five. Like the mythical creature, they cannot be killed by ordinary means. Their heads must be removed with either, and I’m rusty on this part, an enchanted fire sword or an enchanted golden sword of Athena.” I sighed. “That's at least the myth of the family. The only facts that I know for sure are the name, there's always five, and they are mercenaries who never fail." I explained.

We shall retrieve my master, the 'key'. Soon in their victory, he shall be with his master and he shall serve him, the Key, who is Atlas, the grandson of Travan. Eleejah is witnessing the same scene as Zivlander through the windows of the escape ship, Oberon, as it flew stealthily above Atlantis, bound for escape. Anya and her servants were all busy around her trying to manipulate the unfamiliar consoles of the unfamiliar spaceship. They had never flown a spaceship before. They are trained to tame winglies and they were use to magic technology, not pure technology, but somehow the ship has a mind of its own.

"Hmph. Only one God of War came to greet us. This is outrageous. When people from Emsgate, the Land of Divinity, arrive, you should have brought all of the God of Wars to meet us." Elysia’s eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of annoyance passing through her mind, but she quickly suppressed it. "The other Gods of War are stationed across Somerland," she explained, her tone still calm but with a slight edge. "Their duties prevent them from attending at this time."

His hair color changed to maroon, and he now has a pair of red-orange orbs. Cordelia is the daughter of Euphrosyne—the goddess of good cheer, joy, and mirth—and Ares—the God of war or the spirit of battle. Having them as parents can explain her unending liveliness and her huge urge to fight. Helios, on the other hand, is the son of Heracles—best known as the strongest of all mortals—and Athena—the goddess of battle and strategies. This explains why Helios has the incredible strength where he could wield and use the heaviest sword that exists. Cordelia's appearance became different than it was before. Her childlike eyes turned into a fierce one, still having her purple orbs. She wears black s

Mom took a deep breath, her gaze turning distant, as if the memories were playing out before her eyes. The Story of the Priestesses “When the world was young and men had just begun ruling over the land, the Moon Goddess, Selene, and Zeus fell in love. Together, they had eight children: Narcissus, Pandia, Ersa, Horae, Musaeus, Eiar, Theros, Phthinoporon, and Kheimon—the Goddess of Winter.

A pulse rippled through the air, distant, low, but unmistakable. Lyra straightened. “That wasn’t creation.” “No,” he said. “That was anger.” By the time they reached the lower valley, the gods had gathered in a circle of fire and moonlight. At the center stood two of the eldest: Eros, god of Flame, and Miren, goddess of Silence. Eros’s voice cracked through the night. “Why should we bend to her?” Lyra stepped into the light. “Because this world breathes through us all. If we burn too bright, it dies.”

“Who was he talking about, Azrael? Who is Elias and Jade?” This wasn’t going to end well. “Elias is the God of Sex, and Jade is his consort, the Goddess of Jealousy.”

Lethe was confused; clearly she didn’t find her statement humorous because it’s the truth. Ms Reina began to speak, "I’m really glad about the way everyone handled this revelation. It’s now time I tell all of you the truth. As you all know, Lethe here is responsible for reincarnating Eris into me. The reason behind her ploy is because Moros and Eris have struck a deal and decided to raise Tartarus. Moros, being the daemon of doom, thirsts to witness destruction and chaos while Eris, the goddess of strife, can’t wait to see the mortals suffer. Together, they will release catastrophe over the mortal realm. Eris is the key to raising Tartarus; as the queen of Asphodel or also known as Dalaket,

“Melody is only the vessel. The true name is Euthanasiá, the false moon.” The forest seemed to still, as if listening. Elara continued, voice heavy with ancient memory. “He is not a woman. Not Truly… Euthanasiá is a fallen GOD. He believed that my Mother, the Moon Goddess had no right to her powers, that no female should wield such dominion over the worlds.” Damian stared, speechless.