Novel & Cerita Komik I M An Evil God

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

It hurts me deeply, scaring my ears and senses. He laughs. "At least I kept my little Eve alive," he teases - a reference to an old, dusty-covered brown book of symbols and prophets. "I am the one true GOD," he boasts, bringing us to a landing by what looks to be a decent-sized civilization. "So there are people alive!" I cry with excitement. "Not people," he tuts and ways a finger in my eyes. "Men!" That last word drips with venom. His fangs bear and he looks less human and more wolf, just for a split second.

I let out a slow breath and turned to face her. Her expression was blank, but I knew she was watching for something. A flicker of what was underneath. A crack in the surface. I didn’t give it to her. Instead, I smiled, soft and vacant, and let my fingers curl into the hem of my sleeve. “…Okay.” The child returned. And the game began. CONTENT WARNING This book contains dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering to some readers. Please proceed with caution. • Psychological manipulation (gaslighting, mind games, blurred reality)

He brows cocked as he prowled menacingly towards me, darkness surged behind his face. It took every ounce of strength in me not to step backwards. “Tell your papa to pay back the money he owes the Bratva. All else….” I parted my lips, my eyes blinking rapidly as I cut into his words. “Or else?” He chuckled. One devoid of any empathy, emotions or whatsoever. It was the most soulless chuckle I have ever heard my whole life. “His head would be the first thing you would wake up to see in a week's time.”

That answer removed the humor from the conversation. For a moment, she remembered the Blood God. Another being who spent thousands of years alone. Another creature the world called a monster without understanding why. A thought entered her mind. "Are you really evil?" The man's eyes became distant. A long time passed before he answered. "I do not know." That answer was worse than a yes. "What does that mean?" "It means the concepts of good and evil did not exist when I was born. I was alone in the endless nothing. There was no life to protect, no death to fear, and no future to consider."

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

The Figure asked when The Image stopped. Silence. “Who are you?” The Figure’s skin was moist. “I am your god.” It said. The Figure’s face wore confusion. The only illumination in the empty space; the bulb, went dead. The whole room was swallowed by darkness “Confess me as your Lord and Savior.” “NEVER!” A sudden chill filled the air. “Pity.” There was a thud. The Image screamed. “Stop it! Why are you tormenting me?” “If only you had agreed from the beginning, you would’ve still been whole. But now, you are… below human. Why do you prove to be stubborn?”

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He's going to reclaim his throne! "RECLAIM!" "RECLAIM!" "RECLAIM!" The Mamo's shouted. Then he continued... "He's our Forsaken God! He's not the type of God who would side from another God! He sided with us! We are forsaken from this Animal-World! We! The Mamo's will follow our God to death and life!" Then he flashed the book to everyone! It was the image of their God! "The God!" "Our God!" "GOD!" "GOD!"

"What if Doctor Morgan was telling the truth? Like there was really an existence of ghost in the cell." "But he was insisting that it was Anika who was crying out for help," Angelic added. "Angelic, I am not sure about this, but, it was not possible to happen. Sometimes, one way to know the truth behind a mysterious crime was through ghosting. The victim asked for help, it could be visiting someone in his dream or invading his real world. What happend to Anika was mysterious, I had encountered cases where demonic possessions took place. And it was not possible that it could happened."