God Of Tricksters Novels & Stories

"Unlike Ijus and Leluna, Kaios and Eris are both deities of darkness. But Eris wanted all to herself. Not only the underworld but everything. She wanted to take over the lair. He made something, someone rather that she can use to fight with her. Rowan. Rowan was her worshiper. Just like her, he was thirsty for power for he was belittled by his own people. And Eris took advantage of it. She made him strong. Rowan was blinded by the power he possessed. He firstly took revenge on the people who did him wrong. And after that, they go on with their plan and tried to take over the lair. Though he and Eris were strong, they still didn't have a chance to win. For what are one deity and her hybrid ca

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

Then she asked him for his identity and where he lived so as to tell his parents about him and he smiled as he transformed into a barefooted young man wearing a cloth which was black on one side and white on the other, with a hat to match, “I am Esu, the god of the cross-roads, the trickster and the messenger of the gods,'' he said. She was taken aback but the god assured her, “Don’t be afraid, as much as I would love to show you a few of my tricks, I am not allowed to do so; Seniola sent me. She could have sent any of her servants but none can cross to this dimension like I do; I can go wherever there is a cross-road, shadow or wall. It’s been fun talking with you but I’ve got messages to d

Katcha raises an eyebrow at him in anticipation, "But...?" "I can't..." Katcha mentally sighs, coming to terms that this man really can't form a coherent sentence to save his life. Crossing both her arms and legs, she leans back into the couch and looks at Goldie more seriously. "Listen, You may not remember anything, but you must know that there are good and bad people in this world. " Katcha begins, "The good people will be here to help you. They won't yell or hurt you. The bad people will use you to hurt other people and even yourself. Leonardo is one of the bad ones. "

He took a second look around to observed the burnt and charred, broken earth, then he surmised that it was the 'strange red creature' that set him free. "Thank you for releasing me. My name is Nri Magu, and I'm the God Of War. what may I call you?" even, when this Nri Magu spoke, the sky rumbled and resonated with his voice. Yet, His face was pale, because he was gravely injured and was not at the peak of his powers. In fact, he had been dying slowly. "Hmm... The creature calls himself the 'God Of War,' what an unusual title." The Bloody Red Humanoid figure murmured aloud ignoring the 'God of War's courtesy. And mocked with a sarcastic tone, he obviously didn't take Nri Magu seriously.

He smiled evilly with disdain all over his face. The God of War was angry. "God of War, Hadith has made a great contribution this time. If we can break through the great formation outside the star spirit and cultivate into divine bodies, we should all thank Hadith," the God of the Ocean said as he shot a meaningful glance at the God of War. "I believe in Hadith. No matter what, he is a Westerner. He will definitely not lie to us," the God of the Sun said with a smile. "Hadith, I also trust you," the God of the Ocean said.

John quickly said coaxing some information out of hoger "it like he was possessed ,he was not the lad I know my alpha king he was like a God his aura was that of a God coming down to earth ,every breath he takes could kill" hoger said and after that was taken maybe to register into being a formal member of the airline pack while Linda and John were left in dilemma. "A God?? this is simply crazy any wayhe can't continue residing in our pack" John said and nodded supporting his own thoughts.

Ninb, being the god of chaos, is a random and purposeless being, who rules luck and misfortune and can be worshiped by any type of adventurer, he just didn't know if even being a beast, he was an adventurer. Whether a bard who inspires prosperity in his companions, or a reckless mercenary, even a mad mage who curses his victims with eternal misfortunes could claim his protection, even if he was very strange due to his form. When Saint Cuthbert was chosen as one of the mediators and gods of retribution, Tsuki could use that power to inflict an alliance between the forces. Tsuki Miki saw yet another mortal turned god, who while some preach revenge or justice, St. Cuthbert promotes retribution,

He looked like he was looking at a piece of trash. He looked at me with so much hate that I felt my heart break. The golden line between us glowed one last time, tying our souls together. Eldrick’s claws came out. He dug them into the stone ledge until the rock broke. He took a deep breath. His voice sounded like a growl from a monster. "The Goddess," Eldrick said, "is playing a trick on me. If she thinks I will ever love a traitor's daughter, she is wrong."

She admitted. “You can because I made it possible.” Zac interjected. “All of you witches are resourceful, I am sure you could have found a way to make contact with us.” I told her, not sure if I should believe her tale. “I am telling you the truth.” The witch argued. “My brother says you are a trickster, which means I can’t trust a thing you say. Do you really think my brother hasn’t explained his world to me? Tricksters are cunning creatures, that are only in it for themselves. My question though, is what did you gain for doing them a favor? Since I do know that tricksters always require a payment.” As I spoke, I wished I could wring her neck with my bare hands.