God Of Destruction Greek の小説・ストーリー

They feared he would use it against them. It wasn’t a secret that they couldn’t have been more neglectful and devious to him as a boy. They took him from his home when they saw he was useful, and turned him into what he had become. The gods sat in silence around the glass-like table with distant eyes. Finally, one spoke—Alstha, the goddess of war and knowledge. “Something must be done immediately! He is murdering hundreds of innocent lives by the minute!” she exclaimed outraged. “We cannot do a thing. We made sure of that when we made him indestructible,” Eccasto, the god of intelligence and instinct, spoke regretfully.

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

And how do I get my generals—who just want to destroy everything—to stay on task? Adro, some evil African deity, wants to bring back child sacrifice. Apophis, Egyptian god of destruction and disorder, wants to start setting off earthquakes like it’s a fun hobby. Nergal, Mesopotamian god of chaos, has this plan where he pulls a number out of a hat, throws a dart at a map, and kills that number of people in that place. And honestly, the way he explains it? Pure chaos. I get it now. They all want to do what they’re gods of. Sure, that tracks. But come on. They’ve been around since the birth of civilization. Have you learned absolutely nothing? Because this shit is killing me.

Now why do I feel he is insulting me "But alpha she is your mate! " Jake said. "No no a mere human cannot be my mate noo! " the Greek god exclaimed. You know what I don't give a fuck I am leaving this place I am getting scared now the Greek god is shaking and I don't think I like him too he is just plain mean!

Azazel received a ping on his phone as soon as Han’s words left his mouth. “Come alone, Azazel,” Hans taunted, his voice laced with a deranged glee. “I know you know the truth about everything. They call you the destroyer in the underworld, don’t they? Let us see how much of a destroyer you are. Come and get your Athena, or else,” he chuckled maniacally, reveling in the havoc he anticipated to unleash.

A sudden chill ran through me at the thought. The mother of wolves? The goddess of the moon. She was the one we always prayed to. The one I had prayed to several times while I was still at the pack. Maybe she had heard and sent Beros to save me. I was eager to know more about her. I turned back to continue my reading. "And lastly, Nyxar, the god of chaos and destruction, the push and pull of the world" This last name didn't leave me with a good feeling. Was this deity responsible for all the chaos?

Greece explained whilst Nicodemus arose from his throne seat. "I have no intentions of becoming a supernatural leader but I will not watch the leaders who killed my parent thrive in their nonsensical laws. Just for a prophecy,they killed their own. All I want is revenge,to ruin them all!" Nicodemus tone gradually hardened. "Greece..." He stared deeply into his Gamma's eyes. "Don't use the word of uncertainties with me again. I shalt win this war!,just don't die." Nicodemus finished with a spark of little concern before exiting.

I knew that insolent Wind bender wolf isn't to be trusted, I detest him the moment Derrick inaugurated him as his Omega in Areopagus located at Athens when the council meeting was held. I had told Derrick I felt something dark about him but he wouldn't listen to me, instead he puts his whole life in his hands. Now this is the result." " I knew it's him," she faced the night walker as she had already turn to her wolf. " Shit" she said again roaring out loud, about to spur out the fire in her. She is recognized in the city of Abalone in Athens of her fierceness as the God of fire. She once burned a whole household who wants to caught division in Abalone pack.

I don’t sound like I’m scolding her but I am. “Remember the day he thought about taking Tessa as a prisoner and starting a war? Then you took him down to the training grounds and kicked his ass all over the mat?” “Mostly, yeah?” “Well, he had that reaction because of Perses. War is in Bronx’s DNA.” “I’m sorry, Perses? He’s a Titan, right?” “Perses is the Titan God of War or Destruction, depending on how you translate it. He is the Goddess Hecate’s father. Delilah is probably familiar with him.”

"A message came for you." Kratos raises his eyebrows, staring at the brown-haired slave with trembling hands as he holds the small piece of parchment. That kind of paper is expensive, who sent it? Fear mixed with hunger and weariness, the filth employed in every corner of the slave's skin, the lifeless eyes; this is the image Kratos and everyone else enjoy seeing in humans. They're filthy rats, which is nothing special, but they feel great. Garbage, they think only because they are creatures of Zeus. Kratos hated the gods. The main ones are Selene, Hades, Triple and Zeus. Before the books, they were the creators of the terrestrial races.