Novel & Cerita I Am The Punishment Of God

"My husband and I have been working diligently for you, manufacturing drugs and making money for you here, but what did we get in return? My husband died for you out there, and you sent me on my way by giving me hush money. My son took the money and wanted to give it to that woman, but no matter how much I begged you, you weren’t willing to let him go. He’s only five. How much of an impact will he have on you… DEVILS… YOU’RE ALL DEVILS… "HAHA… I know God is punishing me. He’s punishing me for making drugs and doing unholy things. That’s why I lost my husband and my son. I don't want to live anymore. I’m taking you to my son so you can apologize. All of you deserve to die…

though? I don't know what kind of stupid- well I'm self-awared that I'm stupid but to the point to cling someone whose in relationship was totally a sin. I don't want to be punish in hell. I've read in the bible and it says that anyone who tries to betrayed their partner or even the girl nor man that it cost to happen will be punish in the hot eternity of the fire. Where satan and Michael Jackson can be found. Inferno is really a scary place that's why I will beg for forgiveness to our mighty god.

He had dared to steal from a goddess herself. “So… I am a divine apology.” “Yes.” Her tone was as sharp as ice breaking on black glass. “Your absence of a wolf is her judgment. You appear empty, yet your life carries weight beyond comprehension.” I sank to the glass. My stomach twisted. “Full of weight… wonderful. Cosmic punishment for someone else’s crimes. Truly comforting.”

“Now, would you come with me?” The last straw that broke the seal broken creating a huge explosion throughout the place. The Fox God of lightning shrieks as lightning destroys everything. To the crumbling rocks and God’s unbearable pain, regret, and hate that is link unto him, he is in the middle of the chaos, the whispering voice smiles in satisfaction and glee calling out. “Now, can you take the blame?” “ALLIAH?”

“Don, just days ago, she sold the wedding ring to raise money for your medicine. “A year ago, she sold the necklace that was your token of love… “Now that she’s sold the ring too, she’s truly at the end of her road… “Isn’t this punishment too harsh?” Zann’s face hardened instantly. “She’s my wife. I know what I’m doing! This punishment is about to end. “Wandi is highly sensitive. Even a day less of punishment could trigger her condition!” I staggered backward as my tears finally broke free. Everything I had done, in his eyes, was to avenge Wanda. And I was nothing more than a fool he could trample on.

The greatest punishment is to be deprived of the beatific vision, and to be immersed in eternal despair. To punish the sinners ruthlessly, to burn them to death then bring them back to life just to burn them again in the darkest pitch black fire, the god of underworld hades who’s other name is LUCAS is in charge of giving torment to the sinners in the most ruthless way, their cries are music to his ears. Who’s presence makes sinners bones shiver, the way the hounds of hell eat out flesh of sinners on his orders, the demons of hells are not less than a puppet in his hands. The most evil and heartless god just to make justice by punishing the evil people of earth after their death.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

Ian mumbles while keeping his eyes closed. "So you want to give up? You want to punish yourself? Because you are wrong about it being your punishment from God. And I believe you know that," I reply as I move in front of his chair. He raises his head and opens his beautiful eyes. "I deserve to be punished. If I push and I succeed in walking again....what punishment am I getting. Caleb and Ray's families have to live without them...I deserve this chair," Ian snaps before looking away from me guilty.

I swallowed, unable to imagine the panic that was probably surging through the heart of every single pack member in that moment, all because of me, “and then what?” “Then the moon goddess punishes me for letting go of my responsibilities, an alphas pack should be his priority.” “What kind of punishment?” I asked in a low voice. “I don’t know,” he shrugged, “I’ve not reveled against the goddess before,” he chuckled a little. I put my hands up to my face, trying to blink away my tears that threatened to fall. “

he desperately hung on the trail of thought that kept him sane before he was pushed back into the realm, the realm that had him pleading to take back control over his body and mind. he rolled over again and again trying to fit into a position that lessened the agony, it was proving futile "for the wages of sin is death and the gift of God is eternal" who was chanting? it was in unison, voices like thousands of flowing waters hitting on rocks, it wasn't him. "God's gift to mankind to purge them of their sins" "I AM TIRED, I DONT WANT THIS" he whimpered "just let me die" "the gift of God maketh rich and added no sorrow"