God Falls Novels & Stories

Seriously acknowledge The God of Space & Time. "But what happens if the man we call can't thwart the destruction of the universe? Wouldn't this just make everything useless?" The other light had the body of a young man. "Don't talk so much, if you have other plans, say it!" Shouting out of the fiery red light left the young man and the others speechless. "You're fiery as always. Well to be called The God of Fire, " said one in a light that resembled a bubble of water. "Piss off, Water God! Don't make me vaporize you with my flame!" Reply the man in the fiery red light.

I collapsed against the back of his seat, relief flooding my entire system. I didn't believe in the existence of a god or some otherworldly deity that exists or controls things supernaturally but in that moment, all I could think was…. Thank God.

It was a trick he learned from previous dungeon floors. The Goddess’ statue did not change externally but Zen could sense a shift in energy. After years of neglect and decline, the Goddess’ energy was very weak. However, the holy water he poured created a pulse. Although it was merely a single pulse, it was a sign that the forsakened deity was still alive.

Their eyes were full of disbelief, and under this terrible god tribulation, they also felt that their bodies were about to die, but Tadhg Walter. Even if you don't look at the power of God's Tribulation, you can still shoot them, have any extremely powerful divine tools to protect him?

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.”

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

Quinn protested. "What? Only being too fucked up in the head to fall in love with that thing" Asmodeus argued and before Quinn had a chance to open his mouth to contest, did he continue "from that love came world peace between heaven and hell? NO! Came the first fall of the angels and also the birth of a little aberration that scared the shit out of him who proclaimed himself God at some point in existence in VARIOUS realities." Very elaborate stick figures danced and moved from one side to the other as actors in Neon with horns, halos and beard to symbolize each of the mentioned characters.

said God of Death, pointing at Elva. Everyone nodded their heads. “Especially the Moon Goddess,” he chuckled. A dark hole was forming before Elva. Elva’s disheveled and gloomy spirit was being dragged down to hell. The misshaped of other ghouls was cackling with enthusiasm. The God of Death’s black shadow warp into the ground and vanished. The coldness around them disappeared and they could breathe normally again. “Phew! I never want to meet the God of Death again,” said Prince Bo.

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."