God Is Dead Meaning Novels & Stories

With reddened eyes, she yelled, "John Xander, don't you dare lay a finger on Henry! I was trying to be polite with you, but it seems politeness doesn't work on you!" Five security guards surrounded me. "You have been gone for four years! Who knows if you ran off because you committed a crime! I didn't call the police! I only declared you dead! This is the most I can do! "You're now legally a dead man! I was just trying to be nice to you! In fact, even if you die here now, no one will know!" Turns out, all these years that I was in North Westonia on my classified mission, my wife thought that I was a fugitive on the run.

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

He wondered if they lived the kind of life where they played and sang and did normal things after he was finished obsessing about dead children. “Don’t give up.” He stopped drumming. Her gaze pinned on his like a holiday brooch. “Don’t give up,” he said again, and the gravity in his voice gave her something. Hope. Fire. Something. Whatever it was, it nourished her and fed the frenzy that was swarming in her head. “You asked about DNA.” His voice was telling her that he was speaking in layers. Words under words. Meanings twined in and out. This is important, his voice was telling her, although his actual words were benign.

Her eyes are looking distant as she spoke. " Hera...tte" . . . . " The goddess of Death." And that's when the realisation hits Zander like a truck and suddenly his legs feel too weak to carry his weight. Dropping on his knees, he stared at the dead bodies and blood around him to shake his head a no. His lips trembled as he spoke. " No...this is not possible..nooo...." " Nooooooooooooooo!"

I giggled. “Okay,” he finished his food now and took a gulp of drink. “Quick fire round, my turn first” I giggled, he was taking this getting to know me seriously. “Go on,” I took a sip of wine. “Siblings?” “One a brother but he isn’t around.” “How so?” “A prison sentence will do that to you.” He shook his head. “Parents?” “Dead ” I said it so plainly that he chuckled. I wasn’t offended. My response to that question usually got that.

, “Then that’ll mean he’s dead…, that’s great, right?” “I could smell him, and too strongly. No wolf scent is that strong while dead, and I’m certain he’s alive”, “Is that a bad thing or a good thing?” “I do not know about either, but I do know it means Kai would be coming after us very soon,” Dread filled me at the mention of those words…. Does this mean the end of the world now… “What are we going to do? Are we going to listen to the moon goddess?” “Then I’ll be dead…., and my brother would ascend the throne…., and only Heaven knows what he’ll do to you if I’m gone…”

-"The god who listened to people beggings... He was deeply in love with the goddess Cardea. She was a god of protection, and also a god of trees. she all the time protected humans and their houses from evil. Until she met the god of death. But she didn't love him, she fooled him instead of loving him. She hated how he kept human spirits, how he tortured them. How all gods played with people's lives she hated all of them and especially him. She loved humans more than gods. So the god of death decided to take revenge on her in answering her people's calling, quicker than she could do it... He cursed the people that Cardea would see how disgusting they truly are. He wanted that people wouldn't

he stated and smiled happily at me giving me the creeps. "What does that even mean," I growled angrily and Kaeha chuckled. He put his arm around me and smiled. "It means that you are a Dual God, Sebastian, two sides of the same coin, both light and dark or Life and Death. You can give life or take it away, but like your mother, you aren't supposed to even exist, you're either an extreme mistake or a divine blessing, it's for you to decide. You have the ability to kill other Gods or bring deceased ones back to life and there are those in the world that would pay any price for that gift and use it nefariously," he replied and I nodded in shock. I didn't realize Hoka and Rai both had been eaves

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.