Hmong Myths Novels & Stories

"Hell, even the Black Mountain tribe believes that we also descend from dragons." “There was one similar account of the yeouiju. It is a folktale I heard during my training. It is a Chinese story that originated here in the other side.” Ryosuke said. Cai Kang isn’t aware of all the stories in the original world but they have similar myths and stories. “The Boy that became a Dragon.” Cai Kang realized. “I know that story. No need to tell me.” He immediately understood the story. It is about a boy who swallowed a yeouiju which he’d accidentally found and became a dragon as a result.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

I know what he is driving at, even though he is reluctant to say it out loud. But the more I think about it, the more absurd it sounds. “So you think the black mist that killed Helen is the same one from the so-called book of Udbhava? Helios…it’s a folklore, a myth that grandparents tell their children on a cold winter’s night for fun and entertainment.” He rubs his chin. “Sometimes, myths come from legends, and legends from history that have long been forgotten.” I have to chuckle. “So I have somehow inherited the black mist that corrupted the world’s first Luna? Helios, this is getting ridiculous –“

’ “Miss, I remember clearly that a monster swallowed me. This monster’s mouth is huge. Besides, this place has a foul smell. I’m not mistaken.” The lady nodded. “What you said is right, but you’re wrong about one thing. This is not a monster, but an ancient mythical creature, the great Genbu.” “The mythical creature, Genbu? Are you saying that we’re inside the stomach of the mythical creature Genbu?” “Yes, that’s what my grandma told me. But, the mythical creature Genbu is sick. Grandma said that once the mythical creature Genbu dies, our Nirvana will collapse and be destroyed. When the time comes, our tribe might not exist anymore.” The lady said sadly as she made some water splashes with t

He later realized that the stories were probably just myths like the many other stories he was told when he was young. “You really believe in Serimang, Lankko?” Enzir scoffed. “Yes, Jad Enzir,” replied Lankko. “The creature’s a myth, Lankko. Didn’t anyone tell you that?” Enzir gave a short laugh. “No, Jad Enzir. She’s real. I’ve seen her with my own two eyes!” replied Lankko.

After the visit, Honorado died. Luna was bewildered by what she read. Her grandfather always told her stories about mystical creatures, aswang he would call them. There were other creatures such as tikbalang, tiktik, duwende, and many more. But she never knew that there were other people like them, guardians of different kinds. Why would her grandfather keep it from her?

Note ① The store assistant set up the bowls and chopsticks while smiling and giggling, "There are also people who said that they saw a fairy frozen for a thousand years inside, tsk, tsk, where can we mortals witness ...... it with our own eyes." Note 1: The Enlightened Beast, Chaos, and White Zephyr, Ying Zhuo, etc., are all beasts in ancient Han mythology, residing in Kunlun, as detailed in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Other stories were mere myths that were intended to scare children or dissuade them from doing a particular thing. The stories told, usually differed from one village to another, as did their gods, but a few were generally held and respected by all. One myth in Umuoku that was known only to the members of the village was a story about using a broom to sweep. If a child or an adult mistakenly uses the sharp edges of a broom to pierce someone, it was believed that the victim who was in contact with the edges of the broom was at risk, and may suffer a terrible disease unless the person who caused his or her predicament, raises the broom high and pierced its edges towards the earth to cleanse th

But the lady ghost are a very bad class of wives. When they see an old boy, they are happy to run randomly. If they eats old boy's brain , the life span of the conifers increases. When Khokon's uncle remembered that, he started chanting Ram's name. I don't care which side of the river it is. The river is the favourite place of fish-eating wives. His screams increased as he remembered that.

"I don't know exactly what it is but it doesn't have a cure. But it's all a myth, I can't believe this is real.” “I don't understand what's happening.” Keondra frowned. “What are you talking about?” “Verdugo is a myth. A monster who possess the cursed venom. History has it that he once attacked the whole Vroudia, and won. How is that even possible? But then, we were meant to believe they are only stories, we were told they were lies. Parents tell their children these stories to entertain them, after all these years, how is this even possible?” Hilda studied her like she was some kind of experiment.