Fate Of God の小説・ストーリー

"You will remain here." The streets below were home only to ghosts and shadows now. The people were cowering in whatever safe haven they could find, whether it be the claustrophobic aisles of a department store or the dark back room of an office. Anywhere was better than the bubbling mire outside. The heat from the burning blood would not affect the deity who once walked in his own volcanic Eden. Nor did it affect the creatures he crafted but it certainly made their way more taxing. Isaac watched as a soft haze encapsulated the God's body and slowly, he began to fade, glowing translucent and glorious.

I want to live very much, brother," the fat god said crying as he treasures his life so much. He closed his eyes and remembered the joys and sorrows he felt in his life again; helplessly prolonging the inevitable. One year. Two years. 10 100 1,000 1,000,000 10,000,000,000. After 10 billion years the fat god opened his eyes in serenity. "Thank you, brother. I lived my current lifetime twice and made peace with my victories and defeats. There are just things that I cannot change but only learn to accept them. I've forgiven those who I hated and most importantly I have forgiven myself. I'm ready brother," the god fat gratefully said to the man and stood up from where he sat to appear the next m

Zenith raised his head, looked at the sky, and said with emotion, “My appearance this time also means that the Starfall Continent will usher in the final turmoil. This turbulent age will likely last for ten years until the god factor finally appears.” “The god factor?” Philip looked at Zenith in puzzlement. Zenith was not surprised. Only the heads of each family and force knew about this. In addition, only the large forces would know about it, not the smaller ones. “Yes, the god factor, also known as the god position. Although it’s the god position in name, the fight is actually over the god factor. The god factor contains the thought consciousness of a lower god, or in other words, the cont

“What nonsense.. “ Georgia heard him hiss in danger as she wondered why he acted that way. She always wanted to meet her mate the moment she clocked eighteen but that never happened and she received multiple insults from home, but there he was holding her and she could feel the strong connection between them. Suddenly, everything made sense. The strong connection, the feeling of belonging, the rush of happiness. Jared was her mate. And she was his. She looked into his eyes, and she saw the same nothing but hatred Jared was the Alpha of the blue moon pack. The man who was hosting the party. "I can't believe it," she whispered, feeling so happy not caring about the hatred she had perceived fro

"What did you think lived there?" "Who are you?" she asked. Something shifted in his expression — so quick she almost missed it. Something that might have been surprise, as if he hadn't been asked that question in a very long time. "Kael," he said. "Seventh god of war. Currently fallen, stripped of divinity, and apparently summoned by a mortal girl in a cold room." A pause. "You may want to be afraid." "Should I be?"

"Losing everything is worth it if you get your throne back." Divine messengers landed. They came to take me home. Before I left, Orion held my hand. "Wait for me. I will find a way to get my godhood back. Then I'll come find you." "I will wait." I kissed his lips. "No matter how long it takes." Every Hades god bowed to see me off. My three kids hugged me tight. They didn't want to let go. "Mommy will wait for you to grow up in the Underworld," I promised. "Then we will never be apart again."

"What if I told you it concerns the fate of the very world itself?" In the heavenly court, Quene and Madaline got themselves settled in Quene's palace, both holding steaming tea cups. The matter wasn't the kind that could be discussed outside so they both took it inside. "The circumstances of Nataroth's death were strange, especially since she was the first god. Although we want to point fingers against the other ascended gods like Uriel and Thriton, we cannot do so easily. The truth is, if Nataroth dies, the end of this world and everything on it is nigh. There are still traces of Nataroth everywhere, seeing as the destinies of humans and gods alike are still being woven into the order of t

“Yes. But unlike mortals who pass on to heaven or hell, when a god dies, we don’t go anywhere. We disappear. We become nothing.” A chill ran through me. “What do you mean by nothing?” “Nothingness,” he repeated, voice barely above a whisper. “No form. No soul. No afterlife. And worse, no memory. Every trace of that god is erased from all realms. It’s as if they never existed at all.” I stared at him, the weight of that truth sinking like stones in my chest. “That’s… a terrible fate.”

"What's that supposed to mean? You're not God. How did you give him a God's essence?" "A God's essence eliminated the host's Fate. Liam was just another normal mortal, but his Fate is eliminated because of God's essence wrapped around his soul core. Thus, he became the fourth name on the list. He became the Fateless being." "Who gave this order?!" Jay became impatient as he needed to know why the Author tampered with Liam's fate which was supposed to live his life as those who had their Fate laid out for them. He wasn't supposed to be a Fateless being. Becoming a Fateless being means he would always become the target of other celestial beings.

He doesn't sleep. He only called your name, even when he was high on sedatives. He only called for you to forgive him for the mistake he doesn't even know. Everyday he would sit and chant your name like a mantra. But if someone asks, he doesn't remember who you are. You have killed the Noah Gabriel who loved you. You have broken the most sincere heart on earth. Yes he was a player. Yes would fuck around for fun, but that was all before you. He was scared to lose you as a friend. He told us he would wait to confess his feelings until he was sure. Because he didn't want to lose Benjamin Brian. And now look, he doesn't even remember you. Tsk.