Gods Designs Novels & Stories

All demonstrating that prophecy's wisdom was questionable or Luna's capacity was insufficient despite being designed specifically for holding contradictions that destroyed previous generations. No pressure. Just everything. Forever. With Hunter trapped and Cole waiting and artifacts erupting and Liam severing and Caleb supporting and Darius hovering and prophecy demanding and divine design creating complications that exceeded sustainable limits despite all evidence suggesting this was exactly what goddess intended despite appearing designed to destroy rather than enhance despite supposedly being blessing rather than curse disguised as destiny.

"Oh God..." ***

“Yeah, I fucking thought so too.” Dante shoves his hands into his pockets and stares at the dark skies, the full moon visible. “The Gods are at work. Tell me, if Selene alone has put blessed wolves, Lycans and Demi-Gods on this earth, then what’s saying the other gods aren’t building their own armies?” He asks quietly. “That shit makes no fucking sense.” Alejandro replies, but it does… Dante’s words ring through my mind and with them I get a strong sense of foreboding too…

Of course, Samael hadn't heard of the main Gods; even though he'd grown up in the Underworld, he was still mostly surrounded by people with powers like his own; he had no experience of what it was like for someone who wasn't born or shared DNA with one of the main gods. I cleared my throat of emotion before speaking, " The main gods are those connected to the four kingdoms, the lightning gods, the water gods, the earth gods, and the reaper gods. These gods all view sexuality as that of gender; a man and a woman. Gods who aren't born of this group, especially those with the divine gift of chaos and mystery, don't view sex as between a man and woman. They view sex for what it is; a form of ple

" Vis asked with a serious tone in his voice. "Well, then, let me say this to you — the God system was made by different High-Gods to determine the abilities of one in a million talents, that includes humans from Earth or Betsuno Orbis Terrarum, even creatures of different parallel worlds like elves, skeletons and others. The God system is something you say, 'The Heaven's blessing or the Hell's curse', in other words it is a, double-edged sword." "What? A double edged sword? Please explain yourself! "

I asked as I watched all of the high ranked Gods walk around. There was not one God with colorful hair. Thinking about it there weren't any Gods with colorful hair in any of my classes. I looked around for any Gods that had a color that indicated they were a God that was tier 4 through 8. I seen a dark blue haired Goddess but she was a tier 2 God. No green, yellow or hot pink were anywhere. "They are here for king Alexander. Things will be different now that he's here. Low tier Gods will no longer be here. Only tier 1 through 3." Alax said like that was okay.

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

Noah’s smile stiffened, “How… how about other gods?” Black paused, deliberating over his word choice, “Some worlds have multiple gods or even a supreme god; however, yours does not.” Black coughed awkwardly, “And even if your world did have a god, those so-called deities only hold power within their own world. However! Rare as they might be, the multiverse does have entities powerful enough to be considered as gods, but they are in no way… holy.” What followed were outraged exclaims of “Hey!” and “Who are you calling unholy?!?” (凸ಠ益ಠ)凸

“But at RC, we believe the designer is God. A satisfied designer creates life-changing designs. We don’t want a disgruntled worker, not when there’s a chance the design will do well.” I chuckled, knocking my knuckles against the table. 33% from them after they did all the work sounded like a good deal. “Do you have any designs to show you?” “Yes,” I said. “But I need to know your names first.” The man in glasses laughed. “Right. I’m Louis. And this is…” he said, turning to the man beside him. “Hugo.” “Henri,” the man standing spoke. “Louis. Hugo. Henri,” I muttered. They all nodded. I opened my drawer and slid the file containing Sophia’s sketches to them. “I love what you’ve said, but I can

said the black devil wing cloak with a mocking smile about the powerful gods of the god realm. Their nature never changes, even if they have lived for hundreds of millions of years. And they are also the most selfish gods in the realm of gods, even though they themselves cannot possibly defeat their group, but the group's confidence makes the group of gods of destruction laugh. If there were no such figure in the war, what would become of those who only rely on strength that cannot compete one-on-one with their gods? Therefore, they can take advantage of the opportunity presented by the gods to heal themselves until now. "Their stupidity does not mean opportunity, they may also be aware of o