How To Become A Demi-god Novels & Stories

Meera landed in her room in a split second. The witch did not want to waste any sort of time, as she was really in a hurry, and with good reason. It would be taking a long amount of time - longer than she anticipated - to reach the end of the world. That way, she could finally get powers beyond any imagination, as well as subdue the rubbish court of Hades. The so-called Sacred Court was nothing but a place for crybabies and soft-hearted Elders of Hades Court trying to pass judgment on her seeming what was wrong and not wrong. As If anyone Of them really had the room to talk about her. They were nothing but spineless cowards, who were going to be crushed under her heel soon enough. All she ne

Surprisingly, he managed to dodge the attack. "I didn't expect this. Did you ignite the divine fire?" The Demon Royal was surprised. Then he said angrily, "Little fat boy, you are so lucky. I've worked so hard in this Fake God City for more than a month, but I didn't find the altar of divine fire. You just followed Ding Hao, and you already had this kind of opportunity? It seems that I can't spare you. Go to hell!" Igniting the divine flame wouldn't bring him any magical skills immediately, but his life would be prolonged and his nature would become divine. His accomplishments in the future would be exceptional.

As went on, hell began to plague the human world with demons of all kinds. Heaven's solution to this was provided with powers known as blessings. Blessings came in two forms; strengthening the human body and giving them unique abilities. Although, not every human possessed these blessings. As each day passed, the demons planned their ultimate goal.... to kill a god!

I asked. Fawn shook his head. "When I was young I too doubted if this existed. I heard stories from my father but I thought that it was just a legend. Until one day I saw something... anyway, all you need to know is that at some point, demi-gods did exist. They regulated the world and made sure that every other being did not misuse their power and bully the humans who did not have powers at all. They were a menace to the black witches who especially liked to use their powers for evil. Then, a war broke out between the black witches and them. The black witches had gotten some help from some other creatures who wanted absolute power for themselves. The demigods were defeated and most of them w

The young man knew that ever since she did not show up at their meeting place back then, she was all over his head. Henry once used God to keep his word shut. Back then, his life was in chaos, and Khana was the sole hope his young self had. But she never showed up on that day and place. In the depths of despair, Henry had lost his one true love, the woman who held the key to his heart. Consumed by grief and desperate to find solace, he sought refuge in the embrace of the divine, becoming a priest to find purpose and heal the wounds left by his shattered romance.

Demi-Saint! The realization dawned on Earl Greenfield that demi-saints were individuals at the pinnacle of power. Except for the Saints, no one could rival their might. These were formidable beings capable of decimating cities and causing widespread chaos. Compared to them, a mere Earl like himself seemed insignificant, akin to ants in their eyes. Despite his usual calm and composed demeanor, Earl Greenfield couldn't help but feel a sense of relief knowing that a demi-saint was on his side. The reassurance of having such a powerful ally alleviated some of his apprehensions.

"Blood is power. You're half-demon and half-human; if you allow yourself to become a demon, that's what you'll become. If not, then you'll stay human and live a human life." "What do I need to do to become a demon?" "Kill." He said it in the same tone as if he was talking about cleaning your nails or trimming a horse's tail. "Kill?" A ghost of a smile flitted across Argadon's face-a slow, lazy, sinister smile. "Not just kill, no. You'll have to murder with your own hands, slowly tormenting your victims, delighting in their terror; drinking their lives like wine and breathing in their deaths like smoke."

I did as he said and Lucifer appeared suddenly. "I need advice and can we talk outside. My dad's boner is disturbing," I asked Lucifer and he glanced at Salgos and said he was glad the demon's were working well for him. My father took his tongue out of the female's cunt and nodded before going back at it. Azun, the young male just sat there gazing off into nothing. I followed Lucifer outside and explained how Grace had been behaving and all the carnage I was responsible for. He shook his head and sighed. "You need to bond her to you, Mortas. Make her reliant on you so she must come to you for all her needs." I furrowed my brow and sighed. I didn't know how to do that.

Achilles rolled his eyes, “King Xaveris was a demi-god, no it wasn’t a legend. He was a demi-god by blessing, not by birth. From what Helga explained, if Seraphina’s blood was accepted as an offering to use Spirit magic then, she may be a demi-god.” “So only demi-god’s can use spirit magic?” Aurelia cocked her head to the side and frowned. “No, at least I don’t think so. Spirit magic died out centuries ago as it is too difficult to wield but, only a demi-god’s blood is a sufficient offering within Spirit magic.” “How do you even know all of this?” Aurelia looked at her brother with a perplexed look on her face.

The priest said and Valerie adjusted, clearing her throat, she spoke. “But, why would the goddess be?” She asked. “You’ve done something, you are the direct daughter of the goddess but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t punish her own.” The priest explained, “you were brought to life to at least create a chance between humans and wolves, make a bond between these two worlds not mare it.” The priest added. “I understand that but what have I done to mare the bond, all my life I have only tried to bring both closer which is why I live amongst them, wine and dine among them. What do you mean?” Valerie asked again in confusion.