God Already Knew Mga Nobela at Kwento

----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW The same day, Paxton—the God of Tranquility—vanished. The Highest knew his disappearance prior to the knowledge of anyone else. But, unlike the others, only Him knew where the lost god is, was, and will be. As the other Deities divulge the sudden disappearance of the two, He already knew where the lost deities sojourn. Yet, it is not the right time to retort the key to the conundrum. So, instead of giving a comprehensible answer, He just retorts a cryptic one.

I said nothing hoping that I would finally get the answers to my questions. “ They, being the gods above—like, Alstha, god of war and knowledge; Eccasto, god of intelligence; and the others. But your kind know only two among all of them: Fate and Luna, known as Mother Luna,” he said, taking a step towards me. I remained rigid, letting him play with a strand of hair.

“It’s okay, we don’t have to talk about it now.” “But we do! We have to find that doctor.” I realize abruptly. “If you’re suggesting that they knew what I really was, and that they sent me running to Dr Lucy knowing that Damian’s sample was at her lab… I mean, it’s all too crazy to be true. Who could possibly know so much, predict so much?” “I suspect Damian is right in part – the Goddess did play a hand in this. But she didn’t do it alone.” Clinton agrees. “More importantly Gloria, if the people responsible for this knew you were a wolf, it means they know who you really are.”

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

I say further confused “Everything sometimes in science there are keys of information that are left behind by us the fallen ones. For example, in the bible it states the exact same thing the difference is that it explains the cause of the explosive reaction. How can there be a reaction without a cause of action to set it into motion.” “So, you're saying that the gods who created you are the same as who created us and our universe in fact the very same god that we know but we only know, because you guys were here long before and told us all of this?”

“T, do you think he is going to be angry with us when he learns we knew about everything since last week?” “Onyx said that the goddess came to him back then and let him know our bond would not be broken and let him know she kept us from reaching out to him. Onyx is going to let Jarvis know that the goddess had put certain things in place. There was actually a block between Onyx and I, we could not have linked each other even if we wanted to. Jarvis will understand, and we will be reunited soon.”

I protested in a way that made Goodness wonder if I was the Satan he was cursing. "What are you doubting exactly?" Goodness was stiff. "I am not pleased with you neglecting the similarities of our dreams and tagging it as a mere coincidence when it is not a coincidence. I think there is something that someone wants to tell us in our dream. Maybe God is trying to pass an information to us and he wants us to listen carefully so we can hear all he has to say." "God?" Goodness was pissed now. "You mention God because of a dream? Are you not an agnostic who has sworn never to go to church?"

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

Darkous asked, taking a long draw of his cigarette as he adjusted his hat slightly. “I ... I believe in nature, in the balance of life and how we live it. My belief is around that nature has a cycle and that we are all a part of it, once we die we all return to that cycle. To the earth and to mother nature.” The princess whispered, unsure why she had told him. She had never revealed her beliefs to anyone before, her father forbidding other beliefs when she was still a child; her own remaining a secret for as long as she could remember.

A fact that HE knew, she knew that HE knew, yet HE is letting it go, for one particular reason. “Everything is all according to the grand plan. Just how cunning, how perfect are you my dear, GOD.”