I Am God の小説・ストーリー

“We will be the winners, Zaia! Wake up and realise that those who do not believe in what we are do not deserve a second chance! They deserve to be killed!” “You are not a god to decide that!” I shout as I get to my feet. ‘Am I not? I am untouchable, and powerful, and even the Sable is under my control. When our new world and way of life begins, I will be the Alpha God. The one supreme ruler of all werewolf kind!’ His words ring in my head, the confidence in them making my blood boil. “I will never allow that. I will stop you. I swear on Selene!”

Please God, help me! *************************

I feel like a… I feel like a God! I smile feeling k-9 like teeth in my mouth. It’s familiar but new all at the same time. Now, I know what I am capable of. I don’t need training to know exactly how my new form works. Demi, Drake, Luca, my parents, my people. That’s why I am here. I am ready, but I can guarantee you this… Ares is not. That’s when I spoke… “To the god who commands time… let it go!”

I feel like a… I feel like a God! I smile feeling k-9 like teeth in my mouth. It’s familiar but new all at the same time. Now, I know what I am capable of. I don’t need training to know exactly how my new form works. Demi, Drake, Luca, my parents, my people. That’s why I am here. I am ready, but I can guarantee you this… Ares is not. That’s when I spoke… “To the god who commands time… let it go!”

"God what should I do?" ***

My God. ________

“I am neither of those, as I am not the Gods and Goddesses that you all knew, worship, and adores. But I am greater than that! I am the supreme one, the only one and everything that you can think of and be.” Taunting, yet rather giving a warning or perhaps a reminder. IT draws a satisfying smile as IT introduces himself. “You see, I am neither of those names, but I am everything of your thoughts and even greater than you ever expect to be. I am the very existence that you people like to call the world. The universe, the world, the truth, and all. For I am God!”

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

“Don’t tell me… You are that kind of God?” “I just told you my name!” he yelled. “I am Agui, the God of Fire!” “What?!” I gaped in disbelief. “That’s impossible! What do you want from me?” “Nothing in particular. I just need you to accept my existence,” he said. “Accept? In what way?” I asked, confused and still dumbfounded. Agui clicked his tongue. “I am you.” “...what?” “You heard me. I hate repeating myself,” he said.

Was this why? “I AM GOD. THE CREATOR OF WORLDS, MAKER OF MAN AND WOMEN. I GIFTED THE WOULD WITH ALL YOU HAVE SEEN. I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO MEET YOU DEAR LAYLA.” My heart raced at the sound of his voice. I kept my head down. Was I supposed to say something now?