Hela The Goddess Of Death นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he said softly, and disappeared. I sat on the couch and wondered why Death would advise me to go to Vanaheim of all places. According to legend, the gods didn’t live there anymore, so why send me to an empty world? One of the rulers of Vanaheim was Freya, the goddess of magic and sorcery. Was Death taunting me again, or just lying, or was he being truthful this time? You couldn’t enter Helheim and return, but I had no idea about the other worlds. I would have to speak to Kiran, too, because I had seen him on the floor bleeding. I had seen everyone on the floor bleeding as the bullets cut into them.

She had gone to the archives to read history of the gods and goddesses that exist and the list was endless. She also read of all their acts and apparently, the one deity that she took a keen interest in was THANATOS, known as the god of death. She loved how the god was swift to act and how he didn't pity any of his victims. She began by preparing all the necessary Ingredients; as she imagined going into the higher realm to challenge one of the gods and to do it, she needed to be fully fortified. She had recited more than tens of hundreds of spells and also had ensured her sword was forged out of the bloods of all the Alpha's she had killed, even the Alpha king included.

“Thank you. Regardless, I’ll let Arthur tell you about his discovery.” The British scholar cleared his throat. “Right, then. After an extensive search of all major world religions, I may have found the name of our culprit. In the Hindu religion, they believe in a goddess who is over death and destruction. She’s a very interesting individual in lore. Very lethal; very temperamental. The goddess’s name is Kali.” “So, this . . . girl is named after a goddess?” Eliza wanted to know. “Precisely,” confirmed Arthur.

Who is Hecate? "Hecate is the goddess of magic, crossroads, witchcraft, sorcery, ghosts, and necromancy. These four she created are the first generation of witches. From them come all witches occupying the world today. It's been so many centuries, that no one knows how many are dead or still alive out of the four. Now be the judge– how easy do you think it is to get an ancient witch?" "I see..." I whisper without looking him in the eyes. Sneaking a peek at him under the veil of my thick lashes. Even if I didn't trust my parents, I should have trusted him at least. I acted rashly. I walked out of everyone.

She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to the wolves. “Help? Do you think my nieces would have called me, if I needed help bringing down those two little animals? My name is Lady Hel, I am the Queen of Niflhel, queen of Hell.” Lady Hel said, as she looked at the shocked faces of all the wolves. “Wait, we were taught that Satan aka the devil is the ruler of hell?” Lucky asked confused. Lady Hel laughed. “I am a where of what you humans call the ruler of Hell. Nifhel is divided into different sectors. Satan as you call it, reigns over one sector. Most of you humans end up in his sector, which is why you don't know of any other parts of Nifhel. I created all the sectors of Nifhel.” Lady Hel

Alec Romanov was a great sailor until he fell in love with the goddess Hekacy. Surprisingly, the word "heka" in the Egyptian language is also both the word for "magic" and the name of the god of magic and medicine, Heka. Hekacy was the chief goddess presiding over magic and spells. Not only was she the one responsible for bestowing the first men the secret knowledge of using the art of witchcraft, she was also said to be the mother of necromancy. Not only that, but she holds a certain domain in the underworld as well and it was she who would appoint her lover the sacred task of ferrying souls who died at sea to the worlds beyond using the famed, Phantom Ship.

'Speak, Mark, say what you have and let me decide afterwards. He answered him in a sympathetic tone that he could not hide, afraid of that truth which he began to suspect that not knowing it would be much more merciful to him than knowing it. Do you remember anything about your aunt Helen? » He asked, waiting for his answer, and Kayden furrowed his eyebrows, wondering why he was asking that question, but he did not discuss it, answering: "My aunt Helen died years before my birth, according to what the documents say, that she contracted a rare disease that affects female vampires, and she died as a result. »

“Why ‘Hekate’? Why did you choose that as your codename?” Yuri sighed. “Why indeed?” she muttered, drawing circles in the sand by her right foot. “Hekate is the Greek Goddess of the Night. Thus, she is known as the Goddess of Witchcraft or the Goddess of Vengeance. That’s why I choose ‘Hekate’ as my codename.” Yuri sighed, tilting her head backwards to see the moon in the sky.

It smelled like incense, the aroma rich and complex, with notes of sandalwood and myrrh. My eyes slowly fell on her tattooed arms, my curiosity piqued. The tattoos weren't the usual ones, at least not a pattern I knew, consisting mostly of letters and Cyrillic-like characters that seemed to dance across her skin. I found myself drawn to the tattoos, wondering what story they told and what secrets they held. My question was, why so many? Almost seventy percent of her upper body was covered in it. "You are looking at my arms?" Lyanna raised them up. "These, are the words of our Goddess and ancient scriptures. You know of our Goddess right? The one that created us?"

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart