Goddess Of Death นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A question that'd bugged him for eons on end. He was the God of Death. Every living creature followed a cycle of birth, growth, transformation, and peak that could only be completed when they crossed the gate of the Underworld. As the God of Death, he assisted every being in concluding their final journey. He wasn't a curse, or the harbinger of bad luck, but the ultimate truth of life. And the Goddess of Life...she was his other half. Where she (life) began, he (death) ended, and where he (death) ended, she (life) began. They were two sides of the same coin.

"You come to help me, don't you? To resurrect my love, Anna?" A deep, resonant chuckle escaped Thanaros, the God of Death. "Yeah, little human," he replied, his voice carrying an otherworldly weight. "I am indeed the God of Death, Thanaros. But the cycle of life and death is not mine to disrupt. I cannot resurrect your dead lover."

Around thirty dark animals like swift horses, pregnant sows were offered to Gods of underworld. The passionate lady performing all the rituals was so involved as if she could bring underworld for her deities Erebus and Hecate. Her black cloak with oversized hoodie was covering ample amount of the face, hiding her beautiful, yet dangerous features. The way her hand didn't shake a bit while chopping heads of innocent animals spoke volumes about her cruelty. She was sure that Erebus would be enjoying the darkness offered to him but Hecate, Goddess of witchcraft, magic, evil was yet to be pleased. Without removing her eyes from the platform of death where heads were chopped, she ordered her twel

Triton said, still staring at the two women that all the Gods and Goddesses thought were dead. “What….who are they? I have never heard of them before.” The Dark One said, looking at the two women strangely now. “You wouldn't have heard of them, but you have heard of their mother….Inanna, one of the original seven divine powers.” Triton said, tilting his head studying them. They were supposed to be dead, it was told that her mother's husband killed them when he found out his wife had fell in love with a human and had his twins. “Wh…what, that can't be true those abominations were supposed to be dead. They aren't supposed to exist, their very existence threatens everything.” The Dark One said,

As both consolation and honor, the gods transformed Usha into the dawn, a light that would rise each day to chase away darkness and shadow. Yet the light of Usha was never merely symbolic. It was power itself, a force that could forge warriors and creatures of might. From her essence, the gods later shaped Durga, a goddess of war and justice, and imbued her with weapons of celestial power to strike down the demon whose malice threatened the balance of all life—human and magical alike.

" are you saying I'm your sister's daughter?" " yes" " is she also a godess?" " yes " " what kind of godess?" " she is the godess of stars" " let me guess she had an affair with the devil wich left her pregnant with me and died giving birth to me" " to put it simple, yes" " It's more complicated than it sounds tho* sigh* she isn't really death since God's can't die, it's more like a coma I would say, she's been asleep ever since you were born"

he said, "Just like his mother" he continued, "We are unfamiliar with her" she said, "Is that your third question?" He asked, "Second, you didn't mark the other one as the second" she retorted, He was bristling in anger, his moustache doing a movement like the cartoons, "She was ketolia, goddess of the dying" he answered, They even had a goddess of the dying, a very strange world indeed. jason had been watching the movement of his wrist, he seemed to be losing his grip on the staff, it won't be long,

Laughter shook my chest as I howled, “Lina, don’t go! We were having a moment here! We were bonding!” “Were not!” “Were too, I could feel it! I’m all warm and tingly inside.” “You should probably get that checked out!” The door slammed shut, muffling the rest of her snappy reply. An hour later I found myself sitting at a circular, wooden table surrounded by my sister, mates, and a handful of other deities. There was Dhara, the Goddess of the Earth, seated beside Sephtis, God of Death. To his right sat Amora, the Goddess of Love, and Nyssa, the Goddess of Life.

Although she seems very old she is still strong and very knowledgeable. I just nodded at her words. But there is a doubt in my heart. I don't know if I can help bring peace back to this world. What can an ordinary woman with no powers like me do to help restore the peace in this world? So I don't know if I believe what Old Remi said that I am the reincarnation of Sabina who is a goddess in this world.

Hey readers! Hope everything is going fine? So I have to explain some things in the book to further clarify your reading. AGING OF GODDESSES In the course of the book, I mentioned that goddesses are not immortal. However, they have a very long life span. Mere scrapes cannot cause much harm to them or end their lives. They heal faster than an average magical being which means they heal way faster than humans.