Heaven Official's Blessing Volume 1 Novels & Stories

Marle, the High Priestess, starts the ritual with a prayer blessing. “Three Volkov heirs, born the same day as the Goddess wished. Little ones, may the sun shine bright upon you, may the moon in darkness guide you, may the stars in the sky watch you.” She starts, placing a hand on each of their foreheads. “May fate be kind to you, may your loved ones aid you in the storms of life, may joy be yours and may there be little strife, may peace and happiness be yours all your days, may you find friends and the love of a fated mate on your way.”

Yet, she acted as if the sky was about to fall. "Oliver, does it still hurt? How dare this bitch hit you! I knew she wasn't nice!" She angrily picked up the vase beside her and threw it at me when I disobeyed her orders. "Are you deaf? I ordered you to get down on both knees!" I effortlessly caught the vase and naturally put it back in its place. "Mother, my family gave me this vase as my wedding gift. It's worth 100,000 dollars. You can't destroy it as you please."

she continued softly, “a new chapter begins. One of healing. One of rebuilding. One of hope.” Kaelen’s fingers brushed hers—soft, supportive. She smiled at her pack, her voice gentle but unwavering. “I promise you this—our brightest days are ahead. The moon has not abandoned us. It has blessed us.” The wolves bowed again, many lowering to their knees. Some whispered prayers. Others cried softly. They felt the truth—not the literal one she carried, but the spiritual one. A shift. A blessing. A new beginning. And Aria let them feel it.

"Adeline, you came back to see me, didn't you? I miss you so much. In the next life, please come back as my daughter again. I promise I'll make it up to you. I'll love you the way I should have this time." I looked down at their tearful, guilt-ridden faces and felt nothing. My body had begun to fade, growing increasingly transparent. I lifted my head, unwilling to look back one more time. This life had already been far too painful. I wouldn't go through it again. I murmured, "Goodbye, Mom. Goodbye, Dad. Let's never cross paths again."

Not imagined. Real. He howls, a sound that trembles the stars, and the earth answers. The Elders step back, letting all the power be drawn from the sky, the earth, and settle into me makeing me an equal to Sky. Bonded, equals. The final moment arrives. The Alphas raise their right hands, their voices rising in unison, and lightning cracks in the sky above as the moon shines over me. Blessed by the Goddess. A celestial shift, the heavens bearing witness. The air swells with power.

Calvin asked his hubby who shrugged. "I believe the deities will bless them." Feu answered his question. "Oh? Aren't they blessed enough?" Calvin said. Alexis, face palmed. "Kaios, you may start." They focus back when they heard Ijus. Kaios bowed before lifting his right hand that starts to glow, followed by Selene, then Galax, Leluna, Asili and lastly Ijus. They stretch their hands towards the couple and they starts to speak in sync and their eyes are glowing.

Sol stood frozen in place, all in shock, fear, and respect for the goddess in front of him. “I give you warmth. You shall never be cold again and you will share this warmth with all. I touched your dreams with the power to see each day. You shall use it in all the ways you want. Your kind heart deserves the control to use your blessing in all ways you desire.” Hanan moved away and looked at Sol like how a mother looked at her son proudly, or Sol thought that is how it should look. He never had the chance to know. Sol blinks and realizes that a goddess is in front of him and blessed him. He quickly knelt on one knee and bowed his head.

Sky above, Earth below, Listen to me Heed my sorrow. Daughter of Him Sorcerer Divine Come to me now This is my time Magic I need Through Time and Space Break these words, Undo this disgrace. Give me thy power Let me ascend Mine is the glory To protect and defend I accept thy Will Forever Amen. The collar around her neck

I murmur, “But isn’t it so? I couldn’t bring you a pie and strawberries, could I, Zahir?” His lips curl into a small smile and he raises his arm to pull my cheek, “Right.” I hum. “Now, let’s pray. Shall we?” I give my hands upon which his pretty blue eyes fall. Well, my outfit is too blue! “Of course,” he takes my hands, softly caressing the back of my palms before holding them firmly. I close my eyes and so he does before saying, “Heavenly Father, we thank you for providing us according to your mercies as you’re the most compassionate God, the Lord Most High. We thank you in the name of Jesus. Amen.”

Whether they be powerful or lesser ones, they’d been given a chance to win the holy throne. The rules were simple, each of them chose a young mortal to be their champion, granting them their powers and weapons, and they would place them in a magical world they created as an arena. Whoever reached the finish line on the other side of the world first would be the winner, the winning god would become the next Supreme God, and the winning champion would be granted whatever desire to reshape our world. All the pantheons happily accepted the proposal, and so they dubbed it: the Game of Heavens and Earth.