Eshu Deity Novels & Stories

I see. Jim sensed Romano did not see at all. Marquis Esquibel was considered the premiere goddess iconographer on earth. Not only did Esquibel have a personal passion for relics relating to fertility, goddess cults, Wicca, and the sacred feminine, but during his twenty-year tenure as a curator, Esquibel had helped the Louvre amass the largest collection of goddess arts on earth - labrys axes from the priestesses' oldest Greek shrine in Delphi, gold caducei wands, hundreds of Tjet ankhs resembling small standing angels, sistrum rattles used in ancient Egypt to dispel evil Spirits, and an astonishing array of statues depicting Horus being nursed by the goddess Isis.

As the day came, five humans entered the temple. Alarc, from the mountain tribe, knelt before the god Absalom. He asked for the gifts of speed, strength, and everlasting life. Beom, from the forest tribe, knelt before the goddess Selene and asked for strength, speed and the ability to find one’s one true love. Arilia, from the plains tribe, knelt before the goddess Eurynome and asked for everlasting life, the power to communicate with nature and the ability to change their form. Malissie, from the desert tribe, knelt before the goddess Hecate and asked for the power to heal, the power to communicate with nature and to be able to predict the future.

Kukushi replied to the elder Shunin confusedly. “Kukushi, my prediction has never been wrong,” said the elder Shunin to him. “you mean that Alex is not in the prophecy that you told us first? She possessed with the power of an eight-tailed supreme God, so how could it be that she is not the one?” Kukushi replied to the elder Shunin.

"You don't have an evil aura on you. Hadith won't like the Sun Sacred Trees. He won't like the Heart of the God of War either. They are useless to him." Chu Xun was slightly stunned. "So that's how it is. Hadith is the Pluto God, a filthy thing. The Sun Sacred Trees and the Heart of the God of War are both holy things. Hadith has never liked them." "Can't I take them back and stuff them in the toilet?" Athena frowned slightly. A trace of anger appeared on her holy and calm face.

There was still the matter of the rest – the three sons of Arinniti and the elder warrior. Holy Crap – they were still out there, waiting to be shown the path home. My 'Evenly Holier Crap' moment was feeling the weight of the eyes of Ishara upon me. Not Ishara, the matron goddess of this – my House, but that ancient A****n who had surrendered her personal name to oblivion to give her followers a sense of unity. No female was solely 'her' daughter; all the women of the house were equal in birth and station.

{A Trishul is a trident or 3-pointed emblem/ornament associated especially with the god Shiva} Adrija blinked her eyes and then traces the pendant and then looked at Chandni. "I know you are a devotee of Lord Shiva. So Ansh Ji specially customised this pendant for you. Lord Shiva will guide you and always give you strength" , Chandni said as she had a warm smile on her lips and everyone was looking at the pendant in Adrija's hand. "Do you like it?" , Ansh asked Adrija who nodded her head happily and said, "Thank you Di and Jiju (sister and brother-in-law)" Adrija then left and everyone was looking at her. They came to see Adrija but stayed because their grandmother's death anniversary was al

he looked serious as he spoke aloud "is there any way of getting word to someone? There is but one way to stop him and he must know." "I can take a message to whomever you wish" There was a swift breeze and a man seemed to appear out of the air. It was Shu the first creation of Atum; lord of the air and creator of the wind. There was nothing he could do against someone like Am-Heh but he could get messages around faster than any other deity. His feathered head dress shimmered, crafted finely from offerings from the grandest of birds and giving additional power to ride the winds and travel with a swiftness far greater than any other.

After a brief pause, Crystal nodded her head and told her a little bit of what ha happened. “That was Shiva. He is a god – a god of destruction. And he is from my home –the home of Master Mane.” For the first time since their conversation began, Crystal spat out more than a sentence. Ancestor Ice was stunned by what she heard. A god? How were there other gods in this world? A feeling of helplessness filled her heart and she felt lost. They were helpless against Pazuzu. How were they supposed to deal with several gods now? “Don’t worry. There will be no others. He came here for my Master. Master made sure he was buried here.” Crystal soothed Ancestor Ice’s worry and shook her at the same time

Oza touched her knee again, this time with his little finger, but she could take no comfort in even that. “I can give her a name, if you want.” Kai’s voice was softer than ever as he whispered into her ear. “We’ll make a strong name. One she can take with her into the next life.” “Do it.” Her voice was desperate, even as it was quiet and broken. “She doesn’t have long. Hurry—” “Shu,” he said. “The name of one of the old gods. He was light, and air. Weightlessness, perfect flight. I think she might want to take the spirit of that with her.”

- The day where students do a ritual to get the Fera they are destined for "Igreja dos Deuses"-A temple where the Dea and Deus of Mundo da Fantasia are worshiped "Womb of Feras" - A Basket held by the statue of Dea Natureza, The Goddess of Nature. The Womb of Fera spawns a Fera destined for a Fantasian.