God Is Dead Quote Novels & Stories

I stopped myself, shaking my head, then added, “He wasn’t a god. He was a lesson.” “I remember the last words he ever managed to spit out, even through the blood and bile. He said, ‘She lied… she lied… I am eternal…’ and then he choked. Died right there, gurgling like a wounded beast in a trap. No glory. No crown. Just rot. Just… curse.”

“I was once told that when people die, they become stars.” “That’s bullshit,” Gray quietly said to herself; however, it was quiet enough for Sarah to hear her. “Excuse me?” she said. “W-what’s bullshit?” Her brows were furrowed. “Dead people becoming stars.” Sarah smiled serenely. “But if it was true, that means that the people who love you that passed on are looking over you from above. Doesn’t that sound heartwarming?” “No,” said Gray straightly. “No?” “No.”

Then whispered the words I never wanted to say again. "The deity is alive.”

“Yes. But unlike mortals who pass on to heaven or hell, when a god dies, we don’t go anywhere. We disappear. We become nothing.” A chill ran through me. “What do you mean by nothing?” “Nothingness,” he repeated, voice barely above a whisper. “No form. No soul. No afterlife. And worse, no memory. Every trace of that god is erased from all realms. It’s as if they never existed at all.” I stared at him, the weight of that truth sinking like stones in my chest. “That’s… a terrible fate.”

“Look, he came into my bookshop, and we even spoke. Yes, he acted really weird, even mistakenly nipping me in the finger before darting out of the shop.” “And you're sure he's dead?” “Ada, I'm sure. I made my research after seeing Emma that afternoon. Lucian is dead and has been since the last two years.” Ada was quiet for a while, worry now etched on her face. “You should tell the rest about this. This must be a trick Acelia is pulling here.” “I actually think it's Alex,” I said, my brows furrowing as I thought. “Alex is the god of death, or at least he's called that. So it’s not a reach to assume he has powers to probably wake the dead to do his bidding.”

I hate how well he knows me. And I still literally know nothing about him. “Yes I am okay. You know what they say: new minute, new me.” “Literally no one in the history of this universe has ever said that.” He says as my mouth falls open at his words. “Soccerates said that right before he died!” I exclaim, confidently. “Socrates and no and no.” He replies calmly making me purse my lips. He sucks. “Odyssey said it.” “That’s a poem.”

“Tell me, are you afraid?” Trisha looked confused as to what the man was talking about as they had their secret conversation. Maria only held his hands, placing the right hand on top of his, covering it. “Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, whom shall I fear?” She quoted as a response, patting his hands. “I know who I worship and it’s not earthly things.” She released his hands as her granddaughter, Trisha asked her what that was about as they walked off. The corner of Gabriel’s mouth tugged up. After the worst of the worst with Deacon Ellis and The Pastor, he needed someone that would give him hope. It would be the worst if an Angel lost faith in humanity too.

Santiago looked around and bent to touch the grown. There were several ashes on the floor, "The gods are being killed and eradicated." Santiago stated. "How did you know that?" "When gods die, they turn to ash as they seize to exist and cannot be reincarnated." Santiago explained. "That is kind of painful" Lisa muttered. "We are now here. So what next?" Leo asked she looked around the place that looked like everything and everyone here has been gotten rid of. "We have to see if there are any surviving gods. And get them to safety" Beatrice

“Thank you” “Take my advice, Miss. God will take control” “Thank you” I muttered in response. Then he exited the ward. “Then I remember a line in one of Ibquake’s spoken word videos. She said “Why do you think God will not defend you to the end when the problem is you think the end is near?” “God don't fail. Teach this body to abide or let this body just die!”

“What happened? I mean, how did his former die?” “To tell you the truth, mistress, I do not know the details of the death of the gods. I have only lived for a hundred years, after the sorrowful death of the gods. For the specifics, I am sure Sir Charon and the other minor deities are well-aware as they were witnesses.”