Gods Of Oblivion Novels & Stories

Something was going on. … "It was a bold move, brother!" Adras said. "Invading a country, supposedly protected by the gods." "Not to mentioning almost draining the princess dry," Yura continued. I had heard this stories so many times before. 'I have lived for over 2 thousand years, nothing, not even some pretend gods could hurt me.' "I grew sick of hearing the nonsense and prophesies about a blessed princess in a protected country, " I answered them angry. "We are the gods, we take everything we want, it is rightfully ours to take."

Silenus, his friend and familiar, calls it the 'Dionysus Effect', since he seemed to emit more of the scent when focusing too hard or churning with a lot of emotions. The god of wine musters his force to finish the last few lifts in his exercise session when the swing of the oak door catches his attention. From the echoes that resonate outside the four walls of the room, he can hear the centaurs practicing their archery with the maenads - the female worshippers of the wine god. The idea of the two beings having a shooting contest together is what comes to his mind. His thoughts were interrupted as a familiar voice rang from behind, making him turn just in time to see his trusted friend, the

In the beginning, there are twelve entities that created our whole multiverse. The Entities of Space, Time, Reality, Mind, Soul, Power, Matter, Nature, Magic, Evil, Life, and Death. Together they folded a place called the Observatory where they could see all of the universes that they created. Each universe has two guardians, ours are named Selene, the Moon Goddess and Inti, the Sun God. Together they had many children which are today's Gods and Goddesses. But one stood out the most, his name was Kahn. He had unleashed evil onto this universe and his parents had no choice but to banish him to a realm of darkness. The oldest of the Gods named Jehovah, created angels to be his warriors, but on

It was shining so brightly that I had to use my hands to cover my eyes. "Do not be afraid my child" This voice, it does not belong to the priestess. It was so warm and smooth. My ears jerking to hear the sound of it again. "It is I, Hapoda, God of all the witches clan. We are four gods sent by the supreme ruler to watch over the earth. Valarus, The god of vampires, Eridal, the god of werewolves, and I, the God of witches." Ok...Where was this going?.

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—

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.

I sighed in front of Nora. "You went through all that trouble to get me this chance, but too bad I didn't make the cut." Nora's mouth twitched. She had no idea what I was talking about. She had paid a steep price to learn that Theodore was dealing with a traitor in that room. The mere mention of Harbor City's ruler was enough to terrify people, and he never tolerated anything like this. Anyone who stumbled onto a scene like that would either be silenced for good or sent somewhere far away, never to return home to Centra.

Duties bound him here—even if every instinct screamed to leave. Without another word, Elysia vanished in a thunderous sonic crack, streaking across the sky toward the epicenter. The other Gods of War followed her immediately, tearing through the heavens one after another. The arena fell into stunned silence. Crystal Kirk gripped the railing tightly, her sharp mind racing. Pavan stood beside her, jaw clenched. They did not need divine senses to know that something was deeply wrong. When every God of War abandoned a tournament mid-judgment, it meant the scale of what had occurred was beyond mortal comprehension.

Red, orance, yellow, green blue and violet. The first Gods, Blood, Oracles, Yesteryear, Gray, Ben-son and Violence - they had blotted out the sun years ago. It only existed now because the AI - Eigen - allowed it to. He was growing weary with her. She could always sense his moods. He shone silver when upset with her. "You could just go and leave me here?" she suggested hopefully. He turned black at this comment - threatning her. "Or.... or you could just behave for a minute of your irritating life."