God Of Shinobi Novels & Stories

He, of course, was the least changed physically as he was always deathly pale. Kenshin was the god of war, an undeniable force on the battlefield which he assumed could never die. Now he couldn't. He saw no drawbacks in this deal that was made with the devil. He would be a powerful ally and a terrible foe. The only thing he hated was the waiting for her five lifetimes from now. She would be their salvation, and somehow, he didn't know how or why but he was sure of that.

“Please answer me.” When Britney saw Jade looking so serious, she said, “I also don’t know very clearly. I just heard about it from the Martin family’s young master. The God of War is the commander-in-chief at the highest level on the west coast. It’s a position that is specially designated to uphold a superhero. There has only been one person since ancient times, and it’s the highest honor!” Buzz! Buzz! A few bombs exploded in Jade’s head. Her body shook more.

Shiro yelled "It doesn't work that way" Orie replied "what do you mean?" Shiro asked "I can only use them when I'm doing something for the gods and right now I'm not" Orie answered "I saw you using them last time, what were you doing for doing for the gods then?" Shiro answered "saving you" Orie answered "And what do I have to do with the gods?" Shiro asked "you are Amadioha's thunder" After hearing Orie's answer to his question the only thing could come out of Shiro's mouth was "ehhh?"

After all, what kind of bloodhound hunted without its owner’s consent? “This is not the time to fight amongst each other,” a god with dark complexion and muscles larger than even Thor’s, decided to step in. His name was Sango, a god from the 5th Heaven which was famous for its brutal murder of any mortal who stood against them. “It isn’t in your place to interfere, God of Vengeance,” Ra, God King of the 3rd Heaven warned Sango.

boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.” Kael’s fists dug into the marble beneath him, cracks spreading like veins through its surface. “She is more than you will ever understand,” he snarled, the words raw, jagged. “More than this hollow existence you call divine.” The assembly rippled with disdain, a wave of voices sharp as knives. The All-Father stepped closer, his golden spear glinting like a shard of the sun. “Your love is an abomination,” he spat. “And for it, you will be cast down, stripped of your divinity. You will roam the earth as a beast—neithe

"And that begins with your little toy...I know many a man and woman who would love to play with him before his life is again extinguished to feed me." Am-Heh saw red. The rawness of those memories burning his blood. With his waning strength he grabbed Babi's arm, tearing the limb from the socket and delivering a blow that shattered the sneering jaw. Teeth pierced and embedded in the roof of his mouth, others slicing his throat his throat as they slipped downward. Gagging, Babi sprawled back, grabbing at his severed limb and gargling curses. He gestured madly to the watching humans who started forward. But a heat rose around the fallen God, pushing them back when they were within touching dis

Others rush the injured to Cerberus’s gates, where the guardian beast protects the medical teams. Then it happens. The enemy unleashes their gods. We knew this was coming. We studied the line-up. Whiro, Māori god of the dead, appears first. His reptilian-human hybrid form is pure nightmare fuel. He devours souls—any souls—and grows stronger with every bite. Watching him swallow demons whole is disturbing. Then comes Ahriman, the Iranian god of strife, slithering forward on a serpent body, his face a chaos Picasso would worship. Four horns spiral from his skull, directing bedlam wherever they point.

My heartstrings were getting pulled and I sighed. "I can try but I'm not sure how I'm supposed to do it," I told the Shark God. He nodded and told me he had books about my kind. "I have a kind," I mumbled sourly and he chuckled. "Oh yes, you're a very rare and powerful God, worshipped by Gods and Goddesses much more powerful than I," he said firmly. I cocked my brow as we neared the black sand covered beach and he stood up nude in the shallows and helped me to stand. Ukupanipo towered over me and was huge and muscular when he shook the water off. His hair changed from the shape of a shark's fin to long wavy locks. He glanced down at me and laughed.

Yagyuu Yukime trembled with anger and said with a murderous look, "I will kill you today, you beast, and avenge my dead parents." "It's too late, don't you think? Not even the goddess Amaterasu is on your side!" Yagyuu Shinji laughed wildly again. Then, he said arrogantly, "You should have done it when you broke through to the heavenly ninja realm. At that time, if you had secretly assassinated me, there would still be some hope of success. But you, a stupid woman, waited so long, and even openly declared war against me. "Do you know? Just yesterday, I broke through to level two of the heavenly ninja realm!