God In Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

“So what-“ He raised his hand silencing her. A diagram appeared on his palms and also on the ground. It was up again and fire erupted from the seal. When it cleared she barely contained her scream when she saw a giant eagle. “Kieran” the eagle acknowledged him. ‘It can talk!’ Danny yelled in her mind. “Blaze” Kieran said with a nod. The eagle blew hot air from his nose. “Why have I been summoned? Here of all places” he asked disgust evident in his tone. “Something happened and I need your help” he explained coolly.

For the being in a façade of a kid in front of them is someone more powerful than Reina, much higher than the Gods themselves, as HE is, “Who are you?” Cuts her thoughts as Pauleen asks the question that HE finds amusing, but in truth is what HE always expects. She notices the pair of HIS eyes that’s in a mix of purple and crimson, and somewhat both resembling the starry night sky and the sunset. Hair that is jet black and the prominent markings and symbols unto HIS clothes, she braces herself as she immediately bows realizing the being in front of them, as HE introduces HIMSELF. “I do expect to hear that question as it never fails to amuse me and all. But you see, I am God.”

Hikaru added from the sidelines. " No, Rhane is the creator of Versions." Amber shook her head. " What?!" Manor and I exclaimed as we both poked our heads out of our huddle. " Yeah, a long time ago, long before the war of the gods for the one true god. The gods were having a cold war against each other. Asil Luna Goddess of Healing and Lexi Bathory God of Virtue against Exinious, God of War, and Helder Lord of the underworld. The only one that stayed neutral was Zagerust, the God of curiosity. He's the only one that remained friends of the two sides, but he was easily distracted by his curiosity that he couldn't stop the cold war." Amber started the tale with a nod.

~Don't worry host I'm invisible~ "Invisible?" ~Yes, host~ ~Host please note, as long as there is no person nearby you can call me by my name but ~Host can't say "time machine" if someone is nearby, host. This will occur like, "Tim------mach----" as to conceal, host~ ~Host congratulations also, you got a new slave~ "Tit!" ~Sending Data to host~ Then the system interface showed up! "Tit!" Name: Butt Classification: God God classification: Forsaken God | God of Night

said a person who was clearly a fan of Tay Synder. "That's right, but Andrew Hexon who worships the Armysus God is just as powerful, no?" "I think Benedict Zion who worships the Asenaji God should be ranked the highest." "It's a shame that Cain Gardner who worships the Asenthia Goddess died abruptly. He was not weaker than the four Shadow level beings." "Let's not argue, everyone. Any of them deserves our admiration. That Dasha scum is doomed for sure. Let's just enjoy the show."

he said and Bazel looked at him “Worship? Worship the second of the Trinity?” “Never knew father had messed up heaven this bad” Bazel said “Don’t freak out yet… just men who worship him… he became their direct connection to God” “How is that possible? The Leviathans and the Angels never had direct connection to Father except Metatron” “I don’t literally mean directly to him… direct connection to his presence… can we move on from that?” Lucifer said “You said the second Godel was once on earth”

We lost all contact 3 days ago. Gabriel sighs, ''Well I have good and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?'' Nolan claps Gabriel on the shoulder, ''Let's start positive.'' Gabriel looks at me, ''Well Hella is dead thanks to Noelle.'' They all look at me now. ''How?'' Zeus asks. ''We can talk about that later, but the bad news is that I couldn't stop her in time. Hades has returned,'' Gabriel replies.

she says casually. I stare in stunned silence, looking from one God to the next. Zarseti and Oshmin… I am standing in the presence of the Goddess of Peace and Love and the God of Life and Death… somebody pinch me. “Someone wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?” Valeria huffs in annoyance. “Val,” I chastise, “This is the Goddess responsible for creating our bond, and the mother of the Delegation, and he is the God of Life and Death and father to the nagata,” I explain.

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.”

"You don't know anything about me." "I know you're scared. I know you've been alone for seven hundred years. I know you convinced yourself that becoming a god was the only way to matter." I squeezed Sylvaen's hand. "But there's another way. Let her go. Help me destroy the entity. And then... find out who you are without the hunger." The chamber held its breath. Morwen stared at me. Her hands, still crackling with ancient power, trembled. "You would trust me? After I threatened to drain your blood?"