Novel & Cerita Gods Stories

In fact, as for any mystery in this world, one would never know what was hiding behind it until its veil was really removed. However, he did not believe the legends of those so-called demons and ghosts. He had never seen any so-called demons or ghosts in the past five thousand years. As for gods, there was this type of legend, but gods were just powerful individuals. As time passed, they became more and more powerful. It was because of all types of methods that couldn't be explained, powerful individuals became the gods of the world. Perhaps in the distant future, Jason would be called a God by others.

Unfortunately this is an attitude that comes very late in the history of human development, and even then only to a small minority. Not only individuals but whole cultures feel a compulsion to offer answers when they don’t have any relevant facts. These stories, which are made up to cover gaps in our knowledge, are called myths. Probably the most all-pervasive myths are what are called creation myths, because (even today) nobody can really explain how the universe began, why there should be something rather than nothing, and yet it seems such a fundamental question that surely we must have SOME story to tell about it. The Bantu of Central Africa tell how in the beginning there was only darkn

Kian hugs his papa. "Okay, they're here let's start before it gets flooded here." Kaios said when the other deities arrived. Kian's parents stand with Kōri and Feu. Kaios, Selene and Leluna stand up to greet the newcomers. The other deities who arrived are Asili, the deity of the four elements. Water, fire, earth, and wind. Galax, the deity of the stars and time. Lastly, the Sun deity which is also the king of the deities and Leluna's brother, Ijus. Kian and Kaleb are overwhelmed with their presence.

Katcha raises an eyebrow at him in anticipation, "But...?" "I can't..." Katcha mentally sighs, coming to terms that this man really can't form a coherent sentence to save his life. Crossing both her arms and legs, she leans back into the couch and looks at Goldie more seriously. "Listen, You may not remember anything, but you must know that there are good and bad people in this world. " Katcha begins, "The good people will be here to help you. They won't yell or hurt you. The bad people will use you to hurt other people and even yourself. Leonardo is one of the bad ones. "

It wasn’t hard to see that this was probably his favourite story his Elder told him and the others in their pack. “Together, the Sun God and the Moon Goddess had lots of children, bringing the stars, planets and other moons in the sky, and on the Earth, many creatures came and went under their watchful gaze. There was much love and loss through the centuries,” Elder Roz continued with a tearful smile. “Eventually, wolves came to be as well as the humans. The Moon Goddess loved both, though their warring saddened her deeply. She thought over and over how she could help them live in peace,” she said, shaking her head. “She could think of nothing that would help.”

Birdy nodded in agreement, "It is time for the ghost stories to begin and be spread. Stories of a pack of wolves that live nowhere but everywhere, who rescue the weak, broken, and unchampioned, taking those they rescue away with them and disappearing with no clues to who they are or where they came from." ​Three gods and one vampire nodded in agreement. "Let the fun begin. Go lay the groundwork to make the stories true when our wolves awake," Hyperion ordered. ​Cronos snickered, "This is going to be so much fun. I am glad Gaia is letting me loose to help lend credence to the stories." ​"What good are the stories without those needed to make them come true?" Bob wondered out loud.

For a moment, she thought he wouldn’t answer. Then he said, “Not enough. But more than most.” “Tell me everything.” A soft exhale left him. “All right.” He leaned back, the firelight casting shadows along his jaw, bare chest and well shaped abdominal muscels. Then he began. “There are… more than just the Moon Goddess. That much you know. But what most don’t understand is that the gods aren’t like us. Not in their desires. Not in their morals. They were forces before they had names. Some chose to take form, to create order. Others stayed wild.”

Laila continues, nodding to me, “even if they didn’t tell you, it’s so strange that you don’t know. Everyone in my world knows this story – we hear it as a story in our cradles.” I sip at my coffee, quietly settling into my chair in anticipation of a good tale, and Anton likewise settles next to me. “Thousands of years ago,” Laila says, conjuring a pen and paper from thin air, “the God of Death and the Goddess of Life won a great victory against their father, the God of Darkness. They wrenched half of the planet away and made it their own Kingdom, the Underworld.”

I nod, weirdly understanding this and considering that for the past few hundred years or so – if not thousands – those poles have been stridently opposed. “But when the Goddess pulls away, the stories say, he gets incredibly jealous. And he takes out that jealousy by…having a lot of affairs. Trying to make her jealous in turn.” “Scandalous,” I whisper, a little delighted at the cosmic drama of it all. “Mmhmm,” Jacks murmurs, continuing. “And a lot of those affairs have resulted in kids. Some of them are just…normal kids – humans, wolves. Some of them are demigods, like you,” I wiggle my shoulders back, preening, pleased to be included, “and some are…very nearly full-on Gods, thought never on

“The story of your ancestors is not an easy one to tell. You know some of it. The pain they suffered those many years ago in the beginning, the curse inflicted upon them, but the real problems happened around the time right before their powers were bound. Antoinette entrusted me with her story, so I will tell you everything I know. But first, tell me, what do you know about the gods of old?” “Uh nothing. I don’t think I believe in the same God as you and everyone else around here.” She shook her head knowingly. “So in order for you to understand the Zoldeck history, you must first learn about the gods. There are many, but two in particular are of importance for this story; the sun god, Helio