Gods Of Destruction Novels & Stories

For six years, i sat behind closed doors, hidden in the darkness, observing, plotting, and preparing myself to exert vengeance on those who took everything away from me. For six years, I watched them have a happy life when they destroyed mine. According to my name 'Ares' which meant 'God of war', I was willing to go to the end of the earth to bring war, and destruction upon those who took my life away from me. Coming to Phoenix-Crest High was part of a perfectly curated plan that was made from the very beginning. Where else would be a perfect place to begin to exert my revenge if not from the place that the most gruesome betrayal happened.

Their glasses met with a soft clink. They drank. Drake set his glass down and rose to his feet. His gaze drifted off, unfocused for a moment, as if something had just crossed his mind. Elena... he said. Since you think I'm not good enough for you, don't blame me for what I'm about to do to you and your family. Even if the almighty War God himself came to San Francisco, he wouldn't be able to save you." The thought stayed locked in Drake's head as he picked up his glass, turned, and walked out without another word.

"Now let me work. I have five weeks to create something extraordinary. Something that will destroy Gregory Shaw and everything he's built." "And win your custody case." "And win my custody case. Same week. Same stakes. Everything on the line." Marcus kissed my forehead. "I believe in you." "I know. That's the only reason I'm still standing." He left me to work. I started sketching. Designs that told a story. Destruction and resurrection. Pain and beauty. Survival and triumph. A collection born from the ashes of everything Shaw had tried to destroy. A collection funded by his victims. A collection that would bring him down.

"The failsafe. If the imprisoned aspects corrupt, Destruction unmakes them before they can abuse power." "You want me to potentially kill myself?" "We want you to prevent us from becoming what we fight." Destruction tilted its head—my head—considering. "I would be executioner of my own aspects?" "You would be guardian of reality's freedom. The final check against our corruption." "And if I corrupt? Who destroys Destruction?" "You can't corrupt," the goddess said with terrible certainty. "You have no ambition, no desire, no hunger for power. You exist only to unmake what shouldn't be. That's why the split created you—reality's antibody against singular divinity."

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Hikaru added from the sidelines. " No, Rhane is the creator of Versions." Amber shook her head. " What?!" Manor and I exclaimed as we both poked our heads out of our huddle. " Yeah, a long time ago, long before the war of the gods for the one true god. The gods were having a cold war against each other. Asil Luna Goddess of Healing and Lexi Bathory God of Virtue against Exinious, God of War, and Helder Lord of the underworld. The only one that stayed neutral was Zagerust, the God of curiosity. He's the only one that remained friends of the two sides, but he was easily distracted by his curiosity that he couldn't stop the cold war." Amber started the tale with a nod.

she whispered letting the wind carry her warnings for her †† Councillor Erick Rowan He'd been shocked to a goddess, not one had been spotted in centuries, but a chill ran through his bones as ge witnessed their power, that much power hadn't been seen since the dawn of time when the Greater gods walked the earth, just what were those sisters. He could only watch in awe as the wind took away the fallen Mistress of Victory and in that instant the magic was shut off. "Erick" Shay called weakly before toppling to the ground with her sisters He rushed to ger side cradling her head

Dimitri said. “The Big Three?” Aaron asked. “Chaos, Eros, and Gaia are the Primordial Deities that brought our world into existence.” Dimitri explained. “So, you value what they are but not me?” I asked him. “You are different. You have humanity in you, they are all God or Goddess. What are those tattoos?” Dimitri said eyeing my sides. “Those are her Soul Mate Marks. Her essence changed too. And she has Wings. Wings Dad.” DJ said excited.

Buildings in the distance on fire. I ground myself and concentrate and pull all the fire I can from around us and pull it towards me. The water from the pipes I bring together and make a ball around the flames coming towards us. I keep adding more and more water to it, all the steam rising at the clashing of the two elements. Until finally the flames from here are gone. Asher, Arizer andAnnabelle go around bending all the pipes as quickly as they can to stop the water flow. We head in the direction of all the destruction and there they are. They were not kidding about how tall they were. How the hell were we going to kill these things.

This is the most ridiculous question he ever heard about him as a God of war. “What? Why do I want to do that? I’m a god of war, not an idiot god who has a screw loose in the head like those evil gods such as the god of slaughter, the god of the massacre. Hell, even they didn’t have a self-destructive tendency to destroy themselves and their followers by putting themselves in conflict with a strong god who they fully knew could kill them with one slap. Do I look like a masochist to you?” Mars asks back with a face that has the word “What the hell are you talking about?” over all of his faces.