Novel & Cerita Gods Stories

"Wait wait! So what you're saying is that ZEUS, the Greek God of sky, is real!?" "Not just him Avery.. Each one... Every God that you know and don't know about are alive and kicking. But they hide themselves in between humans. You think the Greeks are stupid that they are making temples and worshiping them as if they all are literally listening? Because they are!" He said and Avery was still frozen in her place. She could not process all that information at once.. "My whole life has been a lie.." She said. "I know." "Wait you're not fooling me are you? You're not making stories right? Cause we won't be able to go back."

They are very private people; they rarely communicate with the outside world. The God of life had high hopes for the creatures he created. He wanted them to live in peace and to multiply. However, war broke out between the lands, killing millions. Joi ( The God Of life) was very sad about his creation's dying. Joi decided to make Demi-gods in his image. To watch over the land and to mediate for the creatures.

Serenia asks, waving her hands again to cut his ranting off once more. “Well, it’s not really a choice, per se. Our ancestors were known to be a part of the Giants family tree, though we aren’t directly related. History paints the Gods as frugal beings who mingled with any other creature with genitals between their legs, but that’s mostly said for those of the lesser realms, the ones intoxicated with envy and greed. Who knows where we really come from, those who could answer with the words of our ancestors are long gone, leaving our kind to wander this place for centuries clinging onto the words of a prophecy from a tribe no one even remembers.”

“You must be extremely careful. You never know what kind of magic may be inside, and what gods we’ll upset if any pages are torn.” He’d said it in jest, of course. At least I thought so at the time. But he’d been right to be careful with the massive text. Inside were stories of a land lost to time, each page illustrated with great care and skill. Myths and legends of the old gods and goddesses and their trials, stories of their people, their subjects, their heroes and enemies. And their beasts.

I said nothing hoping that I would finally get the answers to my questions. “ They, being the gods above—like, Alstha, god of war and knowledge; Eccasto, god of intelligence; and the others. But your kind know only two among all of them: Fate and Luna, known as Mother Luna,” he said, taking a step towards me. I remained rigid, letting him play with a strand of hair.

All those gory stories we were told both in church, were all true? "You mean Lucifer is real? Like the Satan is really here?" My eyes grew wide. "That's what the goddess and the two gods said." Goddess and gods too are real? Not just some stories? And my Whadh knows them? What else is there? My blood suddenly went ice cold. I don't think I remember him telling me that he was familiar with those creatures. "Goddess Landa is my mother while the gods are family too." I was dumbstruck.

The other shook his head again. “I do not think so, my grandmother used to tell me about the gods that live in water. She said they can live on land as well. She told me that long ago people used to worship the water gods and would ask for blessings from them. Like when a woman cannot have children, they would go and pray to the water gods and give offerings. She said when they wake up in the morning and the offerings were not there then that meant the gods had accepted their offering and the woman would fall pregnant and have children.” The other one could not believe what his colleague was saying.

It didn’t change the fact that for whatever reason, the four of them were bound together. “I think I like the stories.” Sid admitted finally, turning to look at Camille. “We grow up hearing the tales of the goddesses and the beasts. The elders tell them at ceremonies and our versions or holidays. They all hold significant meaning in our world but I know that it’s not that simple. Much like in your world, curious minds have evidenced where our true beginning was but, try as everyone does, we simply can’t work out why a female ends up with more than one male.” “I suppose that’s the thing about love.” Camille smiled softly. “It can’t simply be explained.”

“Tell me about the gods and goddesses, Alaric.” “Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.”

asked an old man standing in the sky, his eyes fixed on the forbidden land's door. "Well, let's see. If this kid really has the key, there's no harm in fighting the whole world. Because maybe we can create a new god for this world!" said the old woman beside him with a smile and high hopes when mentioning gods. All the elders who were hiding now had one hope and one desire that had become their lifelong obsession: to reach a higher level called godhood. That was their hope. Perhaps everyone also hoped to become a god, especially in this world that had lost its direction.