Novel & Cerita Gods And Devils World

Luca lifted a brow, and didn't see it coming when she touched his face with one finger. “You look like God,” she whispered. His brow knitted together, waiting for an explanation. “But you're the devil. Somewhere in between then? Isn't Lucifer like a God?” “Actually, he was an Angel,” he corrected. “Ha,” she mused with squinted eyes in heavy concentration. “A God and the devil. That's the greatest metaphor, if I've ever heard one.” Her fingers pinched and squeezed the juice from his beards that had not dried up yet, and she sucked it into her mouth to taste herself.

“Refugees are a problem that will affect us in the long run, precisely because they will want to take what they don't have in order to move forward, and we cannot give up what separates us from the supernatural world. It's heresy, it's—” “It's stupid of you to say that,” said the Goddess firmly. "I don't know if you've noticed, but the world is breaking apart, and the devil is the one doing it. So, if Belial and the demons he awakened wipe out the vampires and then the wolves, the next thing they'll control is humans, and not for anything good. Belial sees them as nothing more than slaves, and I can bet you that my children would open the door to you without hesitation."

Wezhira smiles, “High-ranking yes! Demon? No, this is what is known as a Demiurge, a god extension or a child of an infinite being and his name is Devoid and he has six siblings, 3 brothers and sisters and all of them powerful in their own right!” “Sounds like you are going to say we are not ready for that yet again!” Mukura rises from the ground and folds her hands. “That would be correct, but in time I shall tell you! My battle against Devoid shook realities across the infinite space and finally, he conceded, somehow I was able to get through to him and he helped me heal the world, restoring everything back to normal as much as we could.” “So, the dark god is now a good guy? Just like in

My legs moved on their own towards the room and I entered it. The office was huge, with one entire wall being made up of windows with a view of the city. There were some overturned pieces of furniture; the massive mahogany desk was cut into half. Everything was a mess, all the furniture that was turned was, destroyed. And this kind of things needed an earthquake to happen. But what got my attention in the middle of the room was something out of this world. This thing had a body covered with dark, furry hair, and claws that were digging into the shoulder of the screaming man in a suit, while the beast stood on its two legs.

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.

He shook his head. "Heaven and Hell as I've heard them called are not what you think. They're different yes but they're not what people say. I use the term's angels and demons loosely because I'm not sure how else to describe them but they're not what religions have painted them as. There isn't one God there's many I have met, they are the oldest beings and all life comes from them. They don't do much though in the grand scheme of things. The devil however does not exist." He started to message my ankles. "Then who controls everything?" I was so confused now.

I let myself fall deep into my zone with red in my sight. “Gaetano, do you understand why they say never make a deal with The Devil?” I interrupted his laugh. He looked at me with narrowed eyes as I blew out the cigarette smoke into the night sky. I flicked the bud away and met his gaze, giving him a devilish smirk. “I’m about to show you why.” I drew my guns out at the same time men jumped out from the wooden crates. And a war with fire began.

or more like, forcing the Anito of the Blood and his cronies to broadcast their nefarious schemes to everyone present, some changes occurred in the upper realm. Because a major divinity reported having found activities related to the devils, the Court of Bathala, the court overseeing all the Skyworld, was instantly drawn to the issue. The realm of the devils, Kasanaan, was not created by Bathala and was an extremely foul place. The beings living there preyed on all kinds of beings, be them souls, mortals, or gods. As such they were the enemies of all. Since Skyworld was officially, and had always been above the Mortal World and the Underworld, the job of vanquishing these evil creatures were

Xiao Chen truly could not forget the words of Lou Li's father, the enemy? The upper realm did not exist; all living creatures had eternal enemies that they themselves could not destroy. Even after the great war, the enemy still existed, though hidden far from life. If they reappeared, a great war between the gods would occur. Either they would be destroyed, or the universe itself would ultimately perish due to a war involving the highest beings. Xiao Chen also received a little teaching from the head of the Lou family on how to distinguish between devils, demons, monsters, beasts, and humans or gods like them. Demons and devils are the same, but devils are a lower level than demons, even tho

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.