God Of Destruction Greek の小説・ストーリー

“Your siblings?” “Eris and Moros. She is the Goddess of Strife. She causes mayhem wherever she goes. She is apparently really stirring up the other realm. My brother Moros is the God of Doom. He drives mortals to their deaths. He can also drive various creatures as long as the aren't strong of will. My brother, Hypnos and I are going to stop them.” “How would a vampire have gotten a God and Goddess to do his dirty work for him?”

they all shouted, pointing at me. How ridiculous. I took a deep breath and spoke. "Why would I?" My voice was cold, unwavering. They all gasped, as if my words had deeply offended them. I understood that they loved and respected the Moon Goddess, but they were giving their devotion to the wrong person. "Fool! Bow your head or die! How dare you disrespect the Moon Goddess!" I turned to look at their so-called Moon Goddess. She was already watching me, and I saw it—the pride in her eyes.

Elias instinctively reached up, touching the tarnished silver band resting on his brow. "It wasn't mined, Architect," Elias said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It was recovered. From the impact crater." "What crater?" I demanded. "The one at the roof of the world," Cord answered, stepping forward, his massive chest heaving. "The highest peak in the northern frozen wastes. The wolves call it the Goddess's Tear. It is a massive, frozen crater where a fragment of the moon struck the earth ten thousand years ago." I felt the familiar, terrifying thrill of a new impossible equation locking into place.

Celeste (deadpan): “Hold up.” I pinch the bridge of my nose. “There are gods that are real? Like… actual Greek gods? Trident, seashells, dramatic hair, the whole package?” Dacia actually winces. Dacia: “Not Greek. Older. The ones the Greeks watered down and gave better PR. Poseidon, Hades, Nyx, the whole pantheon. They’re real. They’re awake. And Atlantis is their favorite mistake.” Remy (stepping out of the portal behind me) blinks.

It was almost like he couldn’t register my presence like he was all alone in his study. His brows were furrowed together in concentration as he read through the documents and he looked like something the Moon Goddess couldn’t have created better with his long slick black hair that’d put most of the females’ hair to shame, his chiseled jaws, the smoothness of his face and the sharp edges of his cheeks that looked like something that was sharp enough to cut through objects. He looked like a Greek God, specifically Moros, the god of doom. “What are you still doing here?” He finally acknowledged my presence and it was with a tone so bored and degrading that it’d have pierced my heart if I wasn’t

I felt his gorgeous abs against my back. “I’m tired. I’m so tired Dimitri,” my head hung low. “I know. I know. Let’s go to bed.” I turned to him, his beautiful face. “No, I mean I’m tired of this. We’ve not even been together a year and had so much shit thrown at us. Maybe we are cursed.” I put my forehead on his chest. “Even if we are, I’d rather live a cursed life with you. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about your brother.”

The entire city had descended into what felt like hell on earth. System: [World Self-Destruction Countdown: 9 hours, 58 minutes, 2 seconds.] [World collapse is accelerating! Spatial instability is increasing! The Host is advised to speed up the sacrifice process!] Dean gritted his teeth as unbearable pain spread through his body. The loss of his life force was accelerating rapidly. “Sophia, don’t be afraid. I’m here. Very soon, you’ll wake up again.” [Vitality sacrifice in progress! Host’s vitality lost: 80%! Pain level: Maximum!]

In schooling, fishes are all swimming in the same direction and a coordinated manner. ²Poseidon is one of the twelve Olympian deities of the pantheon in Greek mythology. His main domain was the ocean, and he is called the ‘God of the Sea.’ Additionally, he is referred to as the ‘Earth-Shaker’ due to his role in causing earthquakes and has been called the ‘Tamer of Horses.’ He is usually depicted as an older male with curly hair and beard.

“God of War! Please don't kill us!” Zion Mercenaries consisted of mostly retired soldiers from Glowmoss Foreign Legion. Glowmoss Foreign Legion was also one of the five countries that joined the coalition to wage war against Arcadia. They knew better than anyone how terrifying the God of War was. The man was as powerful as God himself and the horror of facing him was branded in the deepest part of their soul. The only enemy standing was Ezekiel. His soul left his body, leaving him petrified on the spot.

I turn and face the minister of Greece and smile at him. “The law that states no God or Goddess is to be harmed. My father is the God Poseidon. Therefore, I am a Goddess by blood. I have been harmed at the hands of you humans, the same as thousands of shifters have been. This law of the experimentation was passed many years ago. Still, it was ignored, and I endured pain and torture at the hands of the humans. So tell me, does that not warrant war?” I say as I take in everyone in the room. The room is silent as I step forward.