I Am An Evil God Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Never again, this demon was going to abuse me again. So looking into his eyes. And without hesitation, I said, "Armaloth. If you think you have the right to abuse me because you are the king of this world, you are wrong. What you and she did to me, that, never I'll forget it. And let me tell you one thing. The first time I got here, I was alone, but now I'm not."

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I just sat there just doing nothing but listening to everything everyone else had to say. “The only thing I can tell you about Aeliana is that I started dreaming about her when I was a small child that prayed to the moon goddess for a forever friend, and that night it was answer. When I went to sleep that night just to wake up in a strange place that seemed there it was morning and night. Both the moon and the sun were shinning there. As I looked around to see a girl that seemed to be about my age. Her skin was pale, her hair was as red as fire, and her eyes as green as the grass on a summer’s day. When she seen me, I realize she was just as surprise to see me as I was of her, and I found ou

"EVERYONE GET OUT FROM HERE— RUN!!!" Agreeing with me, everyone immediately turn and head towards the entrance. Except, Persia Silverlight. "Persia— what are you doing…!!?" "Noble's code section number one— protect humanity from all evil…!" She declared. Which, she took a card from her chest pocket. "Don't give me that now…!" I quickly ran to Persia. "Once you are dead— humanity ain't worth a shit to you anymore…!" "Kyaa…!?"

But Lucien was the perfect servant, gathering sacrifices, stocking chaos just to unlock the final seal. Then Ophelia performed The Severing, where her blood spilled willingly, and that was his victory. The barrier was shattered, the veil opened, and he stepped through. He would unmake the world that had once dared to cage him. “They will call me evil. They will cry for their gods. But when their bones are dust and their temples ash, I will be all that remains.” As the moon shifted from blood red to black, the god took his first step into his new creation, wearing the shadow of the woman who freed him.

My shadow stirred. It rose, blacker than the abyss itself, writhing like a living thing. And when the beast roared in the distance, my shadow smiled. For the first time, so did kael. --- ☠️ End of Chapter 1.

No wonder I am called the worst to carry the Inyoka spirit; I can’t seem to do anything right without it going left. Zachariah is being bewitched by my seduction. “Why do you always put on a glove? I want to properly hold your hand,” Zacharaiah said. “There, why don’t you take it off and see why?” I stretched out my hands to him, evilness running through my veins. That’s right, take it off; maybe turning it into stone can help get rid of you once and for all. Zachariah took both gloves off, and I couldn’t help but cackle evilly within me. His hand slowly came into contact with mine, and nothing. “Your hands are soft,” Zachariah complimented, and I was bewildered and utterly confused.

The smell of rotting flesh and vomit welled up as a dark figure began to climb up over the two females. Isabella shut her eyes a moment as light surrounded her protecting her at the same time. She saw a vision of an ancient forgotten race of men who were much taller and very evil. They had reddish hair and long skulls. Their eyes were dark and filled with malice. All at once she understood everything they had done and who they were today. The knowledge that was hidden on purpose by them flooded into Isabella all at once from deep within her mind. She opened her eyes. “So, you chose the smallest and weakest among us as your prey. You raped them. You killed them. You ate them. You are filth. Y

With my last words I go to find my own. "I forgive you Io" I shout. I feel my consciousness float away. I felt the rising of the energy in my chest and thought that I would be experiencing one of my black outs. I gasp as I feel my body transform watching the change through the swirling vortex of colors. My tiny body takes the shape of a giant maroon beast with wings. It has large legs that nearly crush the others who have turned to stone with its talons. As I watch it twin around Draco's statue in a lovers embrace its large, spiked tail weaves around my cursed kin. I see through its slanted eyes as it opens its large jaw to roar into the night. I feel the fire burn its throat as it spits it

But he needed to talk about this… h-he wanted to talk about it, and something, call it a gut feeling or instinct was telling him that he could trust her. That he could open up to her. And yet, they sat in silence for what seemed like ages before he finally began to tell her the full story. By the time he was done, Aiyisha could say with a certainty that her faith in the gods had drastically diminished. What Aphrodite had done to Killian and all the other Silvercrests who had lost their lives was just plain callous, vindictive and evil.