I Am An Evil God Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I ask urgently. “When the day comes that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night, lips the shade of cherry and skin like milk; when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed, for then, shall you bring doom to the world.” He says, I can see the layer of sweat on his forehead as he struggles, his eyes flickering from green-gold to red. My heart clenches at his words. Evil. Am I evil? I don’t know what to make of that. I refuse to believe that I am… what have I done that is so wrong - that makes me evil?

I state, taking a seat on the trunk behind me. “Fine, little witch… ” he mumbles, before leading into his story. “Many years ago when there were many gods and they roamed the earth there was one made completely of darkness and shadows. He chose to stay hidden in a small cave not far from where we are now, on the outskirts of a small town. From his hiding place he was able to control all the darkness in the world. He was the shadows of creatures and the night sky… He was beautiful… But where there is darkness comes evil… And with evil comes people who wish to destroy it. After a long time of searching for the thing bringing the darkness into the world an arch druid stumbled upon the god deep

αυτό που έχει χτιστεί θα καταστραφεί και η ανθρωπότητα θα τρέμουν στο φόβο όμως μέσα από το σκοτάδι θα ανέβει και τα στοιχεία θα συγκρούονται Ἰάκωβος Ὀλυµπία At the dawn of the third millennium after the great division a child will be born upon which the fate of the world will rest mountains will crumble, seas will roar, fire shall reign down from the heavens as the children wage war what has been built will be destroyed and mankind will tremble in fear yet through the darkness, he will rise and the elements will collide He didn’t understand why he’d been asked to read this. “Um. Okay.”

“I am not anything you think of. I’m just human.” With that, I was taken aback as he suddenly pulled my chin and force to face him. His eyes turn black, and I feel a deep darkness envelop me. “Don’t lie to me, Ukiyo. There is a demonic aura that surrounds you. Are you trying to fool me?” “I don’t know what you are talking about, Anubis! Please let me go! I swear I see nothing and nothing about this happens. Okay?” He pinched my chin in more forced that I cried with pain. “Stop it!”

But I felt anger, deep and unfiltered anger against God and the heavens, because this was wrong. This was not how my story was meant to end. Evil wasn't supposed to win. Goodness wasn't supposed to be crushed like this. This was a dirty, cruel fate!!! END OF BOOK 1 PROBABILITY OF BOOK TWO!

My face went white, and even Apollo shouted in alarm. But it was too late. The instant Chloe, a mortal without a shred of divine power, touched the pillar, she shattered the Abyss seal that had held for a hundred years beneath it. Boom! The ground split open, and a three-headed hound engulfed in hellfire burst from the depths. Its crimson eyes locked onto me, the weakest god present, still slumped on the ground, and it lunged with its jaws wide open. I desperately tried to gather my power to fight back, but my weakened body couldn't summon anything.

“Aria—where—are—” I reach for him blindly. My hand touches something—warm, trembling— Then it isn’t him. It isn’t a person at all. It’s a memory. A nightmare. A star. A scream. Everything is everything. Nothing is anything. “STOP!” I cry, though I don’t know if the sound actually leaves me. The void gives no answer. Then— A shape forms in the storm. Tall. Radiant. Blinding. The First God. But his body—his divine vessel—is cracked, glowing from the fractures like molten stone. One of his eyes flickers, glitching between light and emptiness.

“Do it. I don’t give a fuck.” The laughter echoed, unnatural and terrifying. I couldn’t look at him anymore. The man I’d stood beside moments ago, ready to vow my future to, was gone. This creature kneeling in his place was something else entirely—psychotic, gleeful in his evil. My stomach churned; I turned my face away, heart hammering in pure fear. Sage’s jaw clenched, rage radiating off him like heat from a fire. His finger tightened on the trigger. “Any final words?”

“You might be born as a woman, but only into this time, this loop and chance. As the final chapter opens, into the 7th loop and the last chance for this world to crumble and should be destroyed no matter what. You shall me the opposite of your sex, a boy, a man whose heart lives with the human’s emotion of jealousy which is Envy.” Foreseeing, no, writing and already is done with the path and destiny that HE already wrote and will eventually happen no matter what. As HE is the ever-powerful GOD in all of the worlds and realms, books and novels. HE then draws HIS signature sinister smile, granting Envy the name. “Zavis.”

He turned to Norval and gave him one last chance to back out, knowing well enough that Norval would never take the offer. “Before I finish this, I have one more question to ask you. How could you anticipate all of my attacks? Did you employ some sort of elixir that enabled you to read my thoughts?” He inquired. Norval was speechless, his hand twitching a little as he stared blankly. “Well, since I can't use it anymore, I might as well tell you,” he ultimately concluded." You see, I've read the full text of the Yulcites' Holy Book, which you all employ as a grimoire. I'm aware that the book is divided into six chapters, each of which is based on natural components. The first chapter deals wit