God's Last Wish Novels & Stories

Yet he was falling again! "Nooooo! I'm gonna die without twist and turn. It is straight to helllllll!" Luis Park yelled. Yet an unbelievable! An unexplainable thing happened! He was falling without stopping! And he enjoyed his last day on earth... As if this is the last. His fucking last breath! He told something that he only knew. "If you hear me. You! from out of this world! Please listen to my last will, my testament." "I wish I could be a TYCOON in the next life."

I even started humming as I thought about it. When Jason came home to grab something and saw me like that, he seemed even happier. "It's rare to see you not giving me any attitude, Ida. How about I take you to see the aurora the day after tomorrow? It's a once-in-a-hundred-year event, and they say wishes made there come true!" I looked up at him and agreed. I hoped for an easy finish for this last stretch. I did not want him to get suspicious and make things harder. Maybe he had even forgotten about it himself. The address was sent to me later by his personal assistant.

The opening sealed shut behind them both. Silence swallowed the facility whole. Then every screen flared to life one last time, displaying a single final message: DAY SEVEN HAS BEGUN. THE ORIGINAL IS COMING. AND IT KNOWS HER NAME.

I stand from the chair abandoning the whiskey, “text me the info to the number you called me on and give me until the end of next week.” “The end of the week? It’s Saturday.” Enzo guffaws. “Yes, at the end of next week, much like bringing life into the world, taking life is a tedious process.” I walk out of the room, giving them no chance to ask extra questions or shoot the shit with me.

Before the birthday party even began, Jeannie Collins cast her phone screen onto the large display in the private room. Then she started an anonymous poll in the group chat she shared with all our mutual friends. The question was simple: [Should I stay with my boyfriend to cut the birthday cake tonight, or go with my childhood friend to his movie premiere?] Thirty seconds. The countdown began. The numbers kept climbing. [Childhood friend: 17 votes.] [Boyfriend: 1 vote.] Everyone assumed that one vote was mine. Jeannie leaned back against the couch, glanced at the results, and smiled. "Majority rules." Marvin Snyder immediately slipped the movie tickets into her hand. "Looks like eve

But actually still far from better. “No problem, son. We’re always here for you. And I want grandchildren.” Kill me now. “Jesus, Dad. I don’t even know if she wants me back, and I don’t even know how to win her back, and now you’re asking for grandchildren?” “Oh, C’mon, son. I’m already old. I wanna see them before I die.” Yeah, like I believe you’ll die soon. “You won’t die anytime soon. You’re a weed.” They both laugh. “Gotta go. I love you both.”

This was his last wish, and he was seeing it all come to pass. The End Thanks you for reading, it means so much to me. Please leave your comments and support. ❤️❤️❤️

They never had a chance to talk, nor see each other. Not even once. Due to old age, god passed away. But before he closed his eyes, he said his last oath to fulfill in his next life. 'Time may restrain us, but our love will always be inevitable. I will find you, my Goddess. Soon. In my next life.' --------- SHILOH's POINT OF VIEW I woke up in the middle of the night, gasping for air. The dream sequence is still clear in my mind. It feels surreal. I feel complete, yet I feel something is still missing.

"He is exactly where he needs to be. He has fulfilled the Protocol of the Father." "And the Last Protocol?" Siren asked, her voice dropping to a whisper. Leo reached into his desk and pulled out a small, physical key—the only one of its kind. It wasn't digital. It was a mechanical deadbolt that could physically sever the Origin Point from the global grid, effectively "killing" the Digital Hope if she ever strayed from her purpose. "The Last Protocol is the hardest one," Leo said, looking at the key. "It’s the realization that even a goddess needs a fail-safe. It’s the lesson our parents never learned: that true power is the ability to let go."

They spread chaos to cultivate the people to strive for development and progression, to prevent the world from falling into stagnation. There are many books and myths about the gods and their origin but it only accounts nine gods. the last one named chaos was never mentioned and before long, he was forgotten in the ruins. The last god’s name was Damien. I closed the book and sighed before rubbing my eyes, reading in the car make me nauseas. I looked around the window. I know this road. The familiar trees were coming into the sight. So much have happened since I have come here. I saw the trails of blood spilling on the ground as we take the main road to our destination. Asher looked at me thr