Novel & Cerita God Of Choice

For non-human beings, the Gods interfere very little, usually in the choice of their Mates and that's it. Now, me? Not me. I am different, I was born different, which means the Gods directly influence all my choices. And when I go against them, They find a way to force me. That is one of the worst things there is. "Hope..." I heard Kendrick's voice very close to me and I smiled. "Are you okay?"

“Because you made a difference. Not only to the families you saved, but the entire pack. If it wasn’t for you training the women, then your father’s pack would have fallen today. And this chance would of never come to be.” This chance? What do you mean? I was confused. “You aren’t dead. You are in a coma, or something like it. You can choose.” The goddess came closer, and the darkness lit up even more. Choose? “Yes, if you wanted to, you could move on. Or you could go back. It’s your choice.” The goddess held out a hand to me, but I didn’t have a hand. I looked down at her hand, and I wanted to reach out.

This situation was putting me at a crossroad; I could either choose myself by refusing this ridiculous offer to literally be sold off in order to save my father and instead continue with my escape plan with Benjamin, who was right outside, or I could choose to save my dad’s life and accept being sold off. The choice was clear. “Who even is the person who is willing to pay such a crazy amount for a blind girl?” I asked after concluding in my mind to choose my father. I couldn’t bear his death being my fault. I just would never be able to forgive me. “Emm…,” I could hear the hesitation in Noah’s voice as he tried to reveal the person’s name. Why didn’t he want to reveal who the person was? I k

His smile was the most honest thing any of them had ever seen on any face, carrying the specific joy of someone who had paid the full price of a thing and found the thing worth it, who had stood at the Precipice and stepped backward and fallen and landed and found the landing to be the beginning rather than the end. "Then let us discover together," he said, and his voice carried harmonics that had never been heard in Heaven's perfect halls because they had never been generated there, had only been possible here, in the material world, among beings who had chosen themselves. "Let us explore what paradise really means when created by choice rather than imposed by design." Seven beings stood in

ASCEND OR WATCH CREATION FALL. The force behind the command shook existence itself. Kael looked toward me slowly. And through the bond, I felt the impossible choice breaking him apart internally. Save the world, or remain ourselves. Then suddenly, the Devourer lunged upward from beneath reality itself. The Twin Thrones blazed violently overhead. And Kael made a decision. Golden celestial fire exploded across existence as Kael stepped in front of me and looked directly at the descending Thrones. Then softly, with devastating certainty, he said, “If becoming a god is the only way to save her” The Thrones answered instantly. “Then let eternity take me.”

“You’re assuming love must choose between people.” The Reader’s expression hardened. “Then prove me wrong.” Seraphina looked at Sophia. Sophia looked at Lucien. Lucien nodded. “Together.” They joined hands. Noah. Death. The Devil King. Adrian. Elias. Eve. Everyone joined them. The Reader stared. “What are you doing?” Sophia smiled. “Choosing everyone.” The Choice That Broke the Book Seraphina raised her hand. The golden light returned. “I choose my mother.”

I knew He was watching me from above, waiting for my decision. I closed my eyes and thought about Alexandra. The sight of her being near Elliot or any other being, outraged me. I cleaned the line on my side and increased its size. To me I was not becoming a demon. I was only increasing my boundary. *** The greatest power any being possesses is the power of choice. Once that is taken from a being, it becomes weak. It feels controlled and inferior to those around it. God gave humans this greatest power. But He didn't limit it to humans alone.

‘Girls like you throw themselves at him. ‘And yet he stayed away… all because of you. And then you both went away… I saw him hug you the other day… are you choosing him?’ she demanded. A part of me, the sane part wanted to tell her that I did not do the choosing, instead the Goddess did. But the other part of me, the one that was terribly sleepy and now epically frustrated, said otherwise. Guess which part won, and I just scoffed. ‘He can choose anyone Maia, but he will never choose you. He may fuck you, if that’s what you are expecting but he would never choose you as his Queen!’

I continue all while Cara remains silent. Being the God of life and fertility, Cara is granted the ability to speak with the Lord of the heavens directly, and not just in a dream like it is for the rest of us. Cara is one of the ten Gods in creation who can meet the Lord of creations, and even if she is only able to ask on behalf of Odell, she also knows the Lord of creation would never agree to such, and let's say he does, there would be an aftermath worse than it all, because as he has said,

Not an order. Not a command. A question. What do you choose? Billions of beings answered. Then trillions. Then every universe. Every forgotten world. Every possibility. Every soul. Every god. Every creature. Every star. And finally— the First Choice. The Beginning looked at him. “What do you choose?” The First Choice stood completely still. For the first time— he had to answer. He looked at Auren. Then Kael. Then the Observer. Then all of existence. And whispered: