Novel & Cerita God Is Dead And We Killed Him

They are Gods! He lived because he promised. Yet in this world of past, he died in the hands of God! Without hesitation, Luis Park stood up. He can no longer be upset or mourn his death. "This is death, the end." "If I have the chance to live again... I will chase those Gods! You made our future merciless! So painful that I suffered too much! My love ones! My parents! My everything! You took it all! Why are they so cruel! What makes you a God! This past! Yes, this past is said to be the Gods Era!" He muttered the pain.

she allowed some time to pass to let him take in what she just said. Throughout her speech he never said a thing as he processed everything she said word for word, although it still sounded strange to him but he still managed to keep calm about what he just heard. “Ok, so there are gods and anti-gods, and they live together?” he said slowly “Yes but not really together" she affirmed “just around if I can say" “Ok I’m following, still skeptical but-" he was cut off “Skeptical?” she asked not knowing what it meant

Azrael replied angrily “Even if Azrael is tied up and there is no fight, you are still scary. I'm doing you a favor Azrael, I want you to see me in heaven together. Just wait, you won't end up there with the amount you killed. Some friends and members have also taken this life which is probably the judgment on you Deus Mortis. Look at yourself like you're a dog that's just barking” Jonathan smiled as he touched Akira's shoulder which made Azrael even angrier.

I muttered in annoyance. "I'm a higher God and can do anything I want," he exclaimed. I rolled my eyes at his narcissism. "I think your a real prick and murdering bastard," I spat and jumped up onto his back and stabbed the knife into the base of his skull. Twisting it against his bones I heard him groan in pain. Yanking the blade out I started jabbing it into him repeatedly. The anger over Fillan and Lexi's death spurred me on as I went into a frantic spurt of savagery. Each hole I created shined a bright golden light. Lykaios turned himself and with narrowed eyes, I buried the knife to its hilt into his heart and his chest cavity exploded in a burst of golden light. Breathing heavily I sat

"It's all your fault. All because you decided to get involved. And now, I'll kill everyone you hold close to your heart, I'll kill 'em all!" Willow struggled struggled with the ropes around her, trying to set herself free. "Don't you dare touch my mother!" She warned. "I killed Jordan and the whole of your pack, I killed Iris. Oh her body was fed to my dogs" He crazily laughed. Willow's jaw dropped as she froze in agony. "You crazy ass maniac!" She spat. "Next is beautiful Terra and then, you!" He smiled. "But then, who will kill me? Y'all swore to make me pay, you promised to end me. I reign supreme. You mortals can do nothing to me! I'm a god!" He loudly cackled.

I should start searching for my prey, who should it be? I remember the werewolves' battle cry, Hakuna Matata. How could they say that when they don't know if God himself is true? There is no evidence of God, so whose hands are they leaving everything? They should start worrying because I don't know if the God they were saying will hold on to their hands. They should grip it because everything will be bloody and it will start now. Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.

He looked pissed. “He punched me in the face,” I said slower. God this was getting deep for first date talk. “You left?” “Oh god yeah, that night. Blocked his number and never spoke to him again. My mum had just died as well so I was a wreck”. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. “Harper you’ve been through some shit.” I nodded, taking a gulp of wine. “Yep pretty much.” “How are you now?” His voice was soft and it made my heart jump.

He is not dead. And then the thing that wore Johan’s face looked at me, its eyes burning with white fire, its lips curling into that twisted smile. “You killed a man,” it said, its voice echoing. “But you woke a god.” The ground split open beneath us, fire and light rushing up from the stone, Johan’s body glowing brighter until I could no longer see him, and the last thing I heard was his voice, deep and hollow, echoing through the fire. “Now you are mine.”

he said to me. “I know, I remember that day,” I said to him. “Of course you do, touched by the gods and all,” he said, spreading his arms dramatically. “Is that a hint of more jealousy I detect?” I asked him. “Absolutely not! I am a god myself!” he said and I smiled again. “The god of what exactly?” I asked him. “Well, I am Death, I can take lives as I want,” he said to me dramatically. “Wrong again, the mistake you made was to think I’m exactly like Kiran and Kai, but I’m not. You’re not a god, you’re Hel’s underling, you follow her orders, so I guess that makes you her little bitch,” I said to him.