روايات وقصص ضمن Gods Of Destruction

Sherald stared at the flames as if speechless. Such power, such power! Which this earth has never seen before. With an army of the dead, he, Sherald, will be invincible. He will destroy all those disgusting stinking and noisy famines and vile people who are so stupid that they do not see his greatness. And he will rule, yes, he, Sherald, alone! And they will bow to him and bring gifts. And their hot hearts will become food for the Dark God. Deya and Aznar settled down on the bed. The girl basked in the arms of a man, and he put his hands on her stomach.

“Nonetheless, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Adrian Xander, a former war legate of Wyvern Peak. Although our country has now been destroyed, I still hope to bring all of you with me as we search for a new home. As such, I’d like all of you to remember what I'm about to say. "Our world has undergone a massive change. If you all look up, you'll see the huge shadow in the sky that covers our sun. This is because someone's watching us from up there. He's the one who did this to our world. We call him the Creator, or a God who rules over everything in this world. "However, his actions have made it so that he’s unfit to be called a god. Hence, we shall now call him the Destroyer!"

At the ships, the attack had stopped and the searching resumed, they wanted to locate what had killed the great Eleven scientists, the plan was to terminate them, and the whole world agreed to the hunt down, they sat and made plans, they have seen the way they fought and created a device which has never been tested, it was named, the scan, it work was to GO after the gods and goddesses dna in other to destroy it and ended their life, the scientists that came out with the weapons were so sure that the weapons was just the perfect firearms for these new enemies of mankind. Gods and goddesses knew the general they all have been expected had came to office as the new president, they called him,

She said, The sky grew dark, the floor cracked open and one by one the dark gods arrived. Zaymor, the god of the dead, Yefir, the god of the damned souls, The others were from different parts of damnation that were better left unspoken off, it seemed like all the nature gods and goddesses had joined illummino. Herega screamed in rage as she sent an orb at derora who flicked it away and sent a tentacle of energy that passed through into derora and began absorbing her energy,

The once vibrant and powerful members of their pack were now mere nutrients for the hungry forest, their existence erased from the world in a matter of moments. A sudden, chilling laughter echoed through the clearing, sending shivers down the spines of the stunned werewolves. From the depths of the forest emerged three imposing figures, their eyes glowing with an eerie, otherworldly light. These were the Supreme God Destroyers, beings of immense power and malice who sought to usurp the very essence of the werewolf race. "Kai and Alex," the middle God Destroyer hissed, his voice dripping with venom, "your time as supreme gods is at an end. We, the Supreme God Destroyers, shall claim your powe

The eerie calm felt unnatural, as if a storm lurked just beyond it. I clenched my fists. “But if destiny is already decided, how can you stop it?” I questioned, watching as a flicker of hesitation crossed Kaelvor’s eyes. “I am the God of Destruction,” he said, his voice deep and resolute. “Together, with our combined power, I can stop doomsday.” I wasn’t convinced that marrying him was the right choice. No, I couldn’t marry anyone who wasn’t Zander Blake. I was his, and only his. There had to be another way to combine the power without marrying someone who wasn't my mate, Zander Blake.

Beneath the Ruin I’ve been hiding from the silence, Drowning out the noise inside. Built a life on fear and shadows, Just to make it through the night. Every door they’ve locked behind me Still remembers who I was. But I don’t want their crown of violence. I don’t want their twisted love. I’ve got scars they’ll never see, Cuts too deep for blood to show. And I’d burn it all to ashes Just to be someone they don’t own. There’s a girl beneath this damage That they never got to break. She still sings beneath the ruin,

He stood tall, immovable, his silhouette carved against the lantern light like a verdict the world itself had no choice but to obey. When he spoke, it was not a statement. Not even a declaration. It was the truth. “I…”His voice dropped, deep and resonant, vibrating through bone and breath. “…AM THE GOD OF WAR.” The tent felt it… the wooden beams, the ground underneath, everything seemed to tremble under the force of that certainty. Even the flames bowed, shrinking lower as if in reverence… or perhaps fear. A heartbeat later… Lucien slammed his fist against the table. Maps jumped. Ink pots rattled. It was a sound that didn’t just echo… it promised death.

Surrendering my life to her. The goddess of destruction and chaos. The goddess of death.

Kalti planned to go outside also, to see if his totem animal, the sea eagle, would appear and guide him. “Do you think it's the same modus operandi as in Dawson?” “That's all we can do for now, conclude that it is…” replied Kalti. "What it means that we're looking for somewhere big - lots of property to be destroyed, a fire spectacular, with chemicals or fuel used to ignite faster. One place which must be closed at night, but not entirely ..." he added darkly. “It wasn't a accident, there were people at the Dawson factory that night. He knew there would be employees