Killing Gods Novels & Stories

Clang. A shrill metallic banging suddenly tore through the air. "Shit—that's a lure!" Alec's expression instantly turned grim. From within the green fog came countless hoarse roars. Dense black shapes crawled out from every direction, their skin rotting, eyes blood-red, surging toward us like a tide. "Horde incoming—get in the vehicles!" Alec shouted, already raising his gun and firing. "What's going on?! Where did all these zombies come from?" Eliza screamed, her legs going weak.

From behind his back, he pulled out a sharp utility knife he had prepared before coming home and decided to personally destroy Nova, the demon who had killed me. "You don't get to replace Tina after killing her. You're not worthy." Right after saying that, he lunged forward and ruthlessly slashed the knife across Nova's neck. "Crack!" The knife sliced through her throat, exposing a chaotic mess of multicolored wires. Electricity crackled loudly, and the sweet smile on her face froze. She tried to speak, but the sounds she could make were only distorted glitch noises. Moments later, her body collapsed heavily onto the floor, and the light in her eyes went dark. She never moved again.

We picked a nearby coffee shop for our meeting. "Hi baby," Nick said as I blushed and hugged him. " Hold on lovebirds, won't I also get a hug?" Kate teasing said. "I have something to tell you both and I would appreciate it if isn't viewed as ridiculous" I stated. I explained the nightmares I always had after my father's death and the circumstances that unfold with people's death as a result of the old hag's ritual. They both looked at me but were trying to make sense of it, I explained further about the dream I had and how I suspected they were the next victims which I needed to avert.

“I may be wrong,” her voice was low but heavy with suspicion. “But he may have been stabbed with the Mekai.” “Mekai? What’s that?” Noah asked. “Do you Ptakkagaris know anything at all? The Mekai is a dangerous liquid that ends our immortally as descendants of the gods. The one thing that can kill all gods forever is the She rushed to the cot and touched his hand, “Caleb! Caleb are you okay? Can you hear me?”

I don't understand the words people say in anger. When I was seven, my foster mother complained that I ate too much and told me that if I didn't work, I wouldn't get to eat. I washed dishes for three days with a high fever. Only after I collapsed did I dare take half a moldy dinner roll. When I was twelve, my teacher told me I couldn't go home until I'd memorized the entire passage. The next morning, when the security guard forced open the classroom door, I was still standing in front of the empty desks, reciting the final paragraph. When I was sixteen, a doctor got angry when I refused treatment and snapped that if I didn't want to live, I should never take medicine again. From then on,

Archived in the Living Library, Floor 3 💀 The Shattering of the Pantheon 1,000 years ago, the world was ruled not by kings, but by gods. Thirteen of them reigned, each governing one of the primal forces of creation: flame, time, mind, death, shadow, storm, and more. They were not merciful. They were not kind. They demanded worship, sacrifice, and obedience. Empires rose and fell by divine whim. Mortals lived in fear of the gods' cruelty disguised as justice. Until one of their own turned against them. Known only as the Godkiller, they were not born divine, but rose from mortal blood, wielding an unnatural power capable of severing divine essence from existence itself. It's said their blade

His father asked him. "The scouting went well, except for the part where some hunters tried to kill us but we defended ourselves quite well, but the human world feels.............. mundane, it's just plain ordinary, I can't imagine how easy it is to kill an ordinary citizen just shoving him if I don't control my strength." Alaric paused feeling unsatisfied. "Why don't we just take over their lands?" "I am happy, you are learning but as an alpha, it is wise for him to know when to use this...........he touched his son forehead......and this......" He finished by showing off his sliver claws.

I said my voice slightly breaking. "You made me look like a fool, all the combats and training and killing was for nothing but to make me just like you, a killer that gets to live with the guilt forever. Goodbye Rarf, you'll be better off in hell." I said as I clicked the gun ready to unload every bullet in his hardened heart.

“No. Not again. We fight together.” Killian’s eyes softened for just a second — then hardened like steel. “Then stay close.” The first of the Blood Gods emerged fully, their massive figures shaped from shadow and molten crimson. Eyes like dying stars fixed on the two of them. One leaned forward, its voice a hiss that crawled through Aria’s mind. “The mortal dares carry divine blood. And the fallen Alpha stands beside her.” Killian straightened, his aura flaring gold. “We stand against you.”

I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop… But now that I had, I was shocked to realize that Ani wasn’t just a primordial god – but the only one with the power to kill other gods! In all the texts and stories I’d ever read, no god or goddess had ever killed another deity. Hell, they couldn’t! Wounded, defeated, imprisoned, or incapacitated by other gods, titans, or powerful beings, but never killed! Sure, there were stories about the rise and fall of the old and new gods. Cronus castrated and lobotomized his father, Ouranos, to take power. Zeus defeated his father, Cronus, by cutting him into pieces, but was later trapped by Hera, Poseidon, and Apollo, after they led a coup. Eventually, he broke free and