King Of God Mga Nobela at Kwento

"But, shouldn't His Majesty the King be able to control everything?" "I think you misunderstood the power of a king, Owen!" "Captain?" "Even though the king is the descendant of a great god, the king has a very strong human side to him. We all think that the king who leads Lithonia can't be wrong, because God are always right, so are his descendants, even if they are half human. caught off guard that a King who has a human side can make mistakes too, even mistakes far greater than those of humans. However, because we all already have very much faith in him, it makes the king not realize that he has made a mistake,"

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.

Zaykee sarcastically responded. "Actually, I am the god who brought you to Zenobios," The King stated. "...what?..." Zaykee could not be processed what he had discovered. "That huge light that envelops in your world, that's my doing," The King added. "What the hell? Then, why do you have access in that world?!" Zaykee subconsciously raised his voice because of the information he discovered. "I told you, I am the god," The King answered. "I can't understand," Zaykee crouched his brows downward.

They want the kingdom for themselves. They started plotting on how to kill Zeus and Artemis but the only problem was that gods can't be killed with a mare weapon, they can only be killed by a sword called "Ancient Gladius" Ancient Gladius is not just an ordinary sword, It's a sword forged from the past souls of the dead gods. The sword was created by a sorcerer called " Adwen". Adwen created the Ancient Gladius during the first battle in the kingdom. The sword was used by the four gods' father to stop their enemies which were successful and after the battle, their father cast a spell on the sword and it vanished to where no one could find it.

The indifferent light in his aged brown pupils seems to regard the sights he is seeing as mere indispensable things that could be molded to any shape he wants. “Your majesty, the precious herbs arrived on time to be used for the ritual flames.” The trusted aide standing behind King Regor briefly reported the subsequent events of the day that deals with the important factors of Artemia and the capital. Artemia Kingdom is the foundation and support that King Regor relies on to blindly pursues his lifelong wish, and as long as this tool is useful, he would not blatantly ignore the events that could affect it as a whole. And that is until he obtains godhood.

I announced to the crowd, their eager faces reflecting the flickering torchlight, mirroring the fiery potential of our next great venture. "The domain of deity? Are you saying that one day, if your research succeeds, we can control the fire like the god of fire controls fire? Control thunder like a god of thunder?" The king's eyes locked onto mine, shimmering with the prospect. "Do you mean there will come a time when we, the sons of humans, will stand toe to toe with the gods, the sons of El?" His eyes became bright with ambition. As a direct descendant of Nimrod the Great, his bloodline was infused with a relentless desire to dominate everything in the universe and beyond.

“Back in your great-great-great grandfather’s rule, there was no galactic peace. Each of the kings wanted full intergalactic control, and to be considered the supreme ruler. The galaxies fought amongst each other for that control, but none of them had the power nor forces to acquire the great feat. This battle went on for many millennia, and bled into your great-great-grandfather, King Dominic’s, rule. One night, he had a visit from the goddess Aliyah. No other king in history could ever brag about a visit from the greatest celestial being. He asked her for the power to conquer the other galaxies to become the supreme king. She refused to grant him that request, but did give him a promise. S

“And, I’m a king.” My eyes widened at that, my body stilling. A king. My eyes traveled over his body yet again, trailing over his prudent physique, the way his face was still painted, and suddenly, I could see it. But then… would that mean I would become a queen? I cleared my throat, trying to collect myself yet again. “King of what?” I asked, trying to sound like it didn’t affect me, like it didn’t matter to me. “I’m the King of Summer, I command the Kingdom of Summer,” he said, spreading his arms, “I rule over everything you see, and more,” he added, shooting me a wink.

For in my numerous drinking of portions and draughts in my pursuit of power I swallowed AgboAiku, the herb of undying itself unknowingly for Lanroye the trickster god disguised as a human herbalist gave it to me for purpose known to him, in anger, the Orishas raged at the audacity of the mortal king and Ogun the deity of war and iron was sent to pluck me from my lofty throne but for once the blacksmith god hesitated and told the others to look at me more closely, Orunmilla read my destiny and saw that I had dominion over the violent elements, the wild feral elements that for centuries no god or man could control, then the gods decided to watch me carefully but Lanroye had more plans, for he