God Is Empty Just Like Me Novels & Stories

After praying and still feeling like I’ll combust at any second, my mark and pussy both throbbing in sync with each other, I recite more prayers. Frustration and despair begin to set in when I reach the end of my fourth prayer and still feel no relief. I’m empty... so hollow and empty. And divine words are not filling me. My stomach clenches hard at the thought of what could fill me, and I start to cry. Either god has abandoned me, or I’ve asked Him for too much help. Either way, I’m screwed because there’s no way I can live the rest of my life like this. Not without going crazy because I really want to be touched so bad by the man Dargo called Zegulf.

Together. And now, all we have left is this: guilt and emptiness. And in this emptiness, I drown. A little more each day. And I know that no one will come to save me. End

I absentmindedly stated. I slowly went on my knees and continued talking. "You know the point of being a God is to have fun and live life over and over again. That's why time resets. Unfortunately everyone wanted to live life like a mortal." I stated. "What do you mean?" Someone asked. I looked up and looked around because nobody should be able to talk or act. When nobody said anything I sighed and shook my head, it seemed like my memories had brought back the small voice in my head.

(ENCHANTED HELL) “WELL YOU SEE, I MAY NOT LOOK LIKE ONE, BUT I AM THE MOST POWERFUL ONE, THE ORIGINAL AND IRREPLACEABLE ONE. I HOLD EVERYTHING AND PLAY THE SAME GAME, I KNOW EVERYTHING, EVERY BIT AND WROTE DESTINY ITSELF, FOR YOU SEE, I AM GOD.” God. The word that’s circling unto her mind for a while and somehow sipping right through and deep into her consciousness, where it echoes and rings like the only thing that ever existed in that time that she needed to process and believe.

“Oh, love of mine With a song and a whine You're harsh and divine Like truths and a lie But the tale ends not here I have nothing to fear For my love is yell of giving and hold on And the bright emptiness In a room full of it Is a cruel mistress Whoa oh! I feel this unrest That nests all hollowness For I have nowhere to go and I'm cold And I feel so lonely yeah... There's a better place than this Emptiness And I'm so lonely yeah... There's a better place than this Emptiness, yeah......” The moment his voice cracked, was the moment I realised, I was crying with him. The difference was, he was doing it inside and I was doing it outside. Everyone was shouting his name, applauding for him, prais

"You sure?" I know that he knows I am lying but I just change the subject and say, "Yah. Let's just quickly go home and eat dinner. My stomach has been grumbling since we started the rehearsal. I need my energy to be refilled for tomorrow or else I am going to look like a hungry zombie." Zach laughs and says, "Okay, I will cook dinner for the both of us." I cheer excitedly, "Yay!"

The fat god means to fuel the sign using both opposite energy of what he feels as an additional attack against the man, giving the ferociousness of his action even concentrated as its power grows as the two combined. "Spectacular. Since you've shown me your true feelings brother, then let me show you mine," the man said to the fat god and then there was light. A light so bright that only what seems like an empty canvas without the mar of paint or brushes existed in the world. It's not a feeling emptiness, but of purity.

I got out of the bathroom, put on some clothes and went to sleep, with Ezreal as the last thought in my head. ~~~ The next day, I wore the same mask again. The chapel was filled with voices, my flock gathered in the pews, eager for words of salvation, for prayers to anchor them. I opened my mouth, and the words came—smooth, practiced, hollow. “God’s mercy is boundless. Even when we falter, even when temptation claws at our hearts, His grace still covers us.” They nodded and they whispered amen. They believed me. If only they knew.

My brain went blank. Oh my fucking God. I was dead. Grace, you’re a goner.

one of them leered at me. I looked up slowly, the world spinning around me. “You can find your way from here,” the other laughed. “Not like you’ll last long out there anyway.” Their laughter faded as they turned and walked away. I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The forest ahead seemed endless. And the world felt colder. And I… I had never felt so empty in my life. So alone. I drew a shaky breath, wiping my tears with the back of my sore hand. I didn’t know where I would go, or how I would survive. But I knew one thing, moon goddess has cursed me with a cruel faith.