Gods Book Novels & Stories

All day it was misfortune for him, and when he thought goddess of luck has smile upon him it turn out it fucking useless old book. still, Theo clutch his heart and started reading the old book, thinking that what surprise he might get after all it was freaking diary of an cultivator. He doesn't know how powerful was that cultivator. Theo started reading the book again, after reading for sometime there was frustrated look in Theo face, anybody who read the book will understand Theo frustration. "fuck", Theo cursed out loud and talk himself," who in the fuck do the same thing for over a week, slightly increasing the number of swinging for over a years, fuck this shit" ,as Theo throw the book d

“I might be able to help recommend some books relating to the topic.” Given where my head had just been, the request came easy to me. “Do you have anything on… the Goddess?” I asked, turning to look at him, my expression instantly becoming serious. “And I don’t mean those vague books I’ve already read in the library before. I mean… actual information. Like that book I saw you use for my confirmation.” He gave me another knowing look before he went about pulling a few from the shelves. Eventually, after a few minutes had passed, he handed me over four different ones; all of which looked far older than I felt comfortable touching. They looked almost fragile enough to break by just breathing on

Right as I was about to walk through a voice stopped me. "Mazaya you can't give that to Alex all worlds will perish if you do." A strange God said. I turnt around to a white haired, purple eyed God. "Who are you?" I asked confused on how he knew what this book was if I didn't show him. Was he one of the Gods my mom told me about. Was that why he seemed so familiar even though I know I've never seen him before.

Elijah explained. “What do you mean when you say “Whatever he can?” Michael asked leaning forward. “I mean he will use any creature he can get on his side. From any God Sect that will listen.” Elijah clarified. ***END FLASHBACK*** “So Uncle EJ is the Christian God?” Aria asked me. “That’s what he said.” I confirmed. “Do any of you stick to just one partner?” Aria asked the Gods and Goddess’ in the room. “When you’ve lived as long as we have it doesn’t really matter.” Chaos answered.

“Their blood is blessed by the Goddess itself, the reason? I can’t tell you. They are loved and that was why the Gods decided to do something about the Goddess’ fondness for them and bestow the Book of Creation to all the chosen bloodlines of each creature. They believed it was fair, but those who are greedy believed it was still unfair. This caused division and brought war. And ended up destroying that Kingdom.” “Zane, I know what you are here for, I actually know who you are the moment I first saw you, you look exactly like them, you smell like them and of course when I touch you, I know you are one of them. I know you are the one everyone has been looking for, and I wanted to help you. I

“Shh, they're just two books, surely you don't have a problem with that, do you?” The books Professor Nelson dumped on the were indeed large. Each copy was as big as three Oxford Dictionaries joined together. “The essence of being an expert in your field requires lots of hardwork. And these are what prepares one for the real world! This is Stage Four, the Mental Fortitude Test. If you're able to read all these books and memorise the content in your head by Friday night, then you should be considered a genius among geniuses. Get to work!” If someone had forewarned Anderson about the sweat of being a genius, “for the sake of revenge”, he would probably never have believed it.

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

During the banquet, Celia had played with the Sterling family's ancestral oracle blocks like a curious child. That night, Celia cast nine blessed results in a row. The entire hall had been stunned. Everyone praised her as the daughter-in-law destined for the Sterling family. He had smiled with delight back then. Because those nine blessed casts were a miracle he had created with his own hands, weighting the blocks with lead in advance. Everything had gone smoothly. Everyone envied Celia. That young girl who used to hide behind others had been cherished so publicly for the first time. What had he said to Caroline then?

She looked from the left to the right and saw that she had their attention. “My father wrote that, when the ten sovereigns were created, the top three were created with their very own personal limits in the form of the three books, the book of Enoch, the Necronomicon and the Pandora, in each of these books were weaknesses of how to defeat God, Ymir and Azathoth should they start to rebel. God, after getting his own faction, created a scripture basing on the Book of Enoch but he contradicted the book and wrote the first scripture, the Bible which is by far the most well known.”

Other races were not bound by this rule. The Great War paved the way for the gods to rule. The gods were strong at the time. But they were small in number. They needed time to grow. This was what the Book of Order feared: that the gods would grow strong enough to trample over them without the Origin King there to shield them. The Chaotic Flames did not share in her worry. He wanted to see the gods grow. He believed that it was possible to live side by side with the gods. Contrary to his title, he wanted unity. Unfortunately for them, they both lost. They injured themselves too deeply. And till date, they were still asleep, recovering from their grievous wounds.