God Of Games Novels & Stories

“A long time ago, the world was at peace. All the creatures have been living alongside each other. Humans, demi-humans, beastkin and even ancient creatures like fairies and dragons cooperate with each other to make the lands fertile and life easier. The gods were so proud of the races that they send their bounties to them. Every year, there would be a tournament where representatives from the various races would compete. The Champion will be provided with powers from each of the gods. For 5 years, there was only one person who held the championship spot. A human that was called “The Hero” The gods did not mind this, he wins fair and square all the time; he was a benevolent and kind-hearted h

Beep, beep! Damon heaves a sigh of relief as the screen slowly loads up. Meaning, the other primordial god is on the line. Yeojoon immediately glides his chair closer beside Damon, who was on a stool, and waited to see who the god was so he can get actual answers. If his hunch is right, this is the god's doings since it is in his power to control dreams and manipulate reality after all.

She affirmed to the public "Miss Giovanni made a kind remark to that mysterious model." Tsu Lian entered the platform and joined in the conversation. "Hi! I'm Mr. Tsu Lian, CEO of Ning Stardom Company." "This model is called Miss Lin Zoe. She's a newbie model who has much potential if you want to hire her in your parades call our company." "Thank you, Mr. Tsu! This parade was an epic one. Stay tuned and don't forget to watch our news!" A journalist said after he finished streaming online Lin Zoe had got down from the stage. Still dressed in her robe she went to meet Shen. She was happy to find him and hugged him after greeting each other.

For the first time, many saw not just the goddess reborn, but the leader who might actually bind them into something greater. Jaiyana lifted her arms, letting her glow brighten ever so slightly, enough to catch every eye in the room. Her voice rose, carrying over the hum of anticipation. “Tonight, we stand together! Tomorrow, we train together! And when the time comes, we will fight together! We are the shield, we are the sword, we are the fire that will not be tamed! And I—Jaiyana, goddess reborn—will fight beside you, shoulder to shoulder, heart to heart, until the darkness falls!”

He casts a loving look in his wife’s direction. One of the other Gods steps forward, placing his right hand over his heart, giving Jamari a slight bow. “I am Set, better known as the God of War.” He tells her, mischief dancing in his eyes. “As you can imagine, this is a very exciting time for me.” He winks at Jamari, lifting his body from his bow. My mother rolls her eyes from behind him.

The last thing he wanted to do was be trapped in a cave that was dedicated to the God of Chaos. But it was worse than just that. These glyphs said that this was the God's first home. According to the legends that Jinx had grown up hearing, that meant this was the Cave of Emergence. This was the spot where the God of Chaos, the patron deity of the Orangelo toms, had first emerged from the Void to walk the earth. This was a place of power, but not the nice kind that could be drawn on and molded. No one other than the God himself should mess about with the chaos that was associated with the Trickster.

It was a jagged kind of protection, sharp enough to cut. Leo had scoffed when I'd spilled those thoughts, his head shaking slow, eyes shadowed with something heavier than I could name. "You know nothing about Father," he said, voice rough as gravel. "He's darker than you can ever imagine. All of this is just a game of the gods. You and I are just pawns to him." His words landed like a slap, and I felt my pulse stutter, caught on that phrase - game of the gods. Familiar, yet it slipped through my grasp, a half-remembered dream. Gean pressed him, voice trembling. "What do you mean by the game of gods?" The question hung there, fragile, and he’d tilted his head, a sad smirk tugging at his lips.

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

Pyro smiled wider, "I didn't take you for a gamer!" Sonneillon watched the pair closely, he didn't like the idea of the two knowing each other, worst yet, that they already make deals. "Indeed. You'd think that a god that destroyed half of hell once would spend his time in a more... useful manner." Pyro frowned at Sonneillon at that, "I would much prefer that that very god to prefer video games than ripping other demons apart." "I do that too sometimes," Shobek replied nonchalantly. He turned back to the Tavern Keeper. "So where is the room?"

Not only did she forget the kindness I'd shown her, but she also gave Jude the green light to dig up my parents' graves and humiliate my only sister. That was when I received an encrypted satellite call. It was from the General, Gunthar Vale.