Four Dark Devas Of Destruction Novels & Stories

Everything that made some Darks choose to remain void rather than risk becoming corrupted. "They are the Devourers," the ancient Dark said. It appeared beside Hope. Its presence was troubled. Frightened. Desperate. "They are what happens when nothing becomes hatred instead of peace. When void becomes malice instead of acceptance. When emptiness becomes hunger instead of stillness. They exist to consume. To destroy. To erase. They want to devour everything. Every being. Every thought. Every love. They want to return all of existence to absolute nothing. Not peaceful void. But violent emptiness. They want to destroy. To erase. To end. And they are coming here. Coming for us. Coming for you."

She nodded and soon, they disappeared into the bottom of the cave, leaving the horses outside. ... TARTARUS Inside a damp cave with no light, a man with red eyes stared at the red liquid inside the glass dome. There were six other figures standing before him. They were the seven devils; Hades, King of the underworld and sin of pride. Mammon, sin of greed. Asmodeus, sin of lust. Leviathan, sin of envy. Beelzebub, sin of gluttony. Satan, sin of wrath. And lastly, Belphegor, the sloth.

She was once a devil known as the Original Sin and had called for the Age of Ice. She is beauty and temptation incarnate. She is the embodiment of destruction, darkness, and the moon. She is Primordial Yin. However, countless eons ago, she was destroyed in a heaven-rending, catastrophic war that had fragmented all known existences, nearly wiping out the lives in the multiverse. Enemies from beyond the void had shattered and erased the souls of each and every deity that had participated. Her soul was among the few that had survived, but most of her powers had dissipated, merging along with the creation of new worlds and realms.

I replied. Hugo leaned forward from his seat and continued the tale saying, "She wasn't trapped, little miss. She chose to stay there. You see, the dimension where all the entities were bound is called Tartarus. It is the deepest section of the underworld which harboured all the darkness and evil of the world; some birthed by Tartarus itself, some children of dark primordial beings such as Khaos, Nyx, and Erebos. Among these children are the triad of death namely Moros, daemon of doom; Ker, bringer of violent death; and Thanatos, spirit of gentle passing. Their presence combined gave birth to a condition of aspiration and desire to live; hence, the existence of Elpis, spirit of hope. Elpis s

Every new attack was drawing him out of his right mind. "I am technically higher on the food chain than you. If I can get you to surrender the way a no-fur surrenders to-" Hades cut the powerful tom off. "I surrender to no one. I never have and with this power, I never will." "Then we are at an impasse." King slipped under the next focused attack to stand bravely in front of Hades. "But that crystal is a liar. It will drain your Doll in an attempt to steal every part of my aura. But I'm the Black Devil. I'm not just a strong Top-side magic user, I'm something other. My power is infinite. Understand, boy?" Then the Black Devil took the full force of one of the sphere's attacks dead on.

Because from her conversation, he sensed some kind of hostility from her against the military. At his gesture, she started speaking, "Senior Creed, The ones who ascend from First Glitch get the title of 'Sacred'. The ones that ascend from Second Glitch get the title of 'Ethereal'. The ones that ascend from Third Glitch get the title of 'Demi-God'". And finally, the ones that ascend from Fourth Glitch: 'Satya-Lok' receive the title of 'Apaurushya' or 'God'."

the voice said. The battle raged on, the Divine Being and the Destroyer locked in a struggle that shook the world's foundations. Their powers clashed, unleashing a maelstrom of energy. Wren's breath caught as the two titans exchanged blows, their apocalyptic showdown illuminating the darkened landscape. The ground trembled beneath their feet, the skies ablaze with the fury of their conflict. "With a final, mighty blow, the Divine Being struck the Destroyer, banishing it to the depths of the Bottomless Hole, along with its followers," the voice continued.

It's bright lights blinded her as she stared straight ahead like a deer caught in headlights. "Who the hell?" One of the men growled as the ignition to the car turned off and the driver side door flew open. Shock rolling through her Summer watched as Asher emerged from the car with a wrench in hand. Like a God of vengeance he was on Cliff who was closest to him within a minute wrench connecting directly with his head. The man yelled as blood began pouring from the spot that it connected with. Ignoring his feeble attempts to hit him Asher swung again this time hitting Cliff's temple. Like a rag doll he crumpled to the ground unmoving.

” Lana shakes her head, “But I don’t remember other females.” She looks at Michael then back at Lana, “The Creator soon realized his mistake. By creating you and the others, he created beings that could surpass his strength. He also realized that his generals’ loyalties would be divided if they had to choose between him and their mates, putting his heavenly rule in a precarious state. That’s why he sent the female souls to earth. Unfortunately, fate cannot be denied, and the souls of the separated mates were restored once Abaddon arose. Each sister holds a place in the destruction of all. You are the catharsis for the purification of the world,” she points to Lana. “…and your sisters will ri

All sides of the underworld gathered to witness the games, which will determine the underworld's new queen. Four presences materialized beside me, Death, War, Famine, and Pestilence, and all bowed to me. Nodding my head in acknowledgement, they were the horsemen of doom, lethal and immortal. They serve the King of the Underworld, and they will destroy, alongside me, the worlds, when the timing is right.