Korean Mythology Mga Nobela at Kwento

“The ones your mother used to tell you and your brothers when you were younger?” “Which ones?” Alex pushed further, leaning against the bookshelf, unsure of where this conversation was headed. He had never seen this side of his father. “The ones of the old Gods and Goddesses,” Kevin chimed in, his eyes distant as he stared out of the window, looking at the sunset. “The Old Gods?” Alex repeated a confused look clouding his eyes. “Yes, like Odin, Loki, Eir, Freya...” Kevin answered, “do you remember the ones I’m talking about? Do you know the stories?”

Some described them as men eating demons. In some languages, they were referred to as 'those cursed by the moon'. Their origin could be traced back to Greek mythology with Lycaon who was believed to have been cursed by Zeus himself. Then there was some nordic folklore also. There were those who swore to have encountered these creatures in real life. Yet it all seemed so... unreal. Tales and nothing more. I recalled that night at Esme's party again. Denial was only making things harder for me. It was as though I were staring the answer right in the face and rejecting it. I refused to believe it. Not when it went against everything I knew and this boring life I lived.

The creatures didn't wasted their time, the horse with the knight ran towards Lienne in no time, Lienne was also not the one to leave, she used her last trump card, Amaterasu's flames. Amaterasu was the goddess of the sun in Japanese mythology. One of the major deities (kami) of Shinto, she was also portrayed in Japan's earliest literary texts and considered to be one of the "Three Precious Children", the three most important offspring of the creator god Izanagi.

“But Kolya is just a bannik.” “Perhaps he seems so, appearances-wise, but his bloodline speaks otherwise.” Anya's head swum. Memories of the old tales of the gods told round the hearth-fire by Dmitri surfaced in her mind. She recalled the thunder god Perun, king of storms, and his rival jovial Veles, lord of cattle and the leafy green underworld. She thought of the golden spring god Jarilo and his lover Morena, goddess of winter, death, and witchcraft, eternal enemy of Chernobog.

Mysteria, the magical world of supernatural’s, a realm with the tallest mountains, luscious forests, and precipitous waterfalls. From werewolves and witches to orcs, this enchanted land is the birthplace of imagination. The mystical beings were all made by many different Deities, including those of Selene, Cerridwen, Ogrun, and Valkrim. They fashioned new life forms in their own image to coexist in the realm of Mysteria.

The King of the Yellow Springs, Yama, who judged the souls of the dead, presiding over the realms of the underworld and the cycle of the afterlife, ‘samsara’, was such a kind of existence. That was also the case upon meeting Immortal Wuwei and his disciples. Mythical beasts were born out of the four ancient Godly Beasts, and he and his two oldest disciples could be considered a descendant, though not of pure lineage.

"I found out later that symbol, that you described, is from a Korean clan in the Inverse that has gone extinct over thirty years ago." "You know what it is called?" Ryosuke shook his head. "No clue but it is no surprise. The Koreans in the Inverse are known to be devoted to dragon worship. It wouldn't be surprising if they have some yeouiju. The question is how one suddenly appeared like that." "Every state nation has their own stories. But certain families believed that even ordinary creatures can turn into dragons and claim descent from them." Cai Kang said. "Hell, even the Black Mountain tribe believes that we also descend from dragons."

Note ① The store assistant set up the bowls and chopsticks while smiling and giggling, "There are also people who said that they saw a fairy frozen for a thousand years inside, tsk, tsk, where can we mortals witness ...... it with our own eyes." Note 1: The Enlightened Beast, Chaos, and White Zephyr, Ying Zhuo, etc., are all beasts in ancient Han mythology, residing in Kunlun, as detailed in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

I sighed in frustration, rereading, and saw that I was chosen to be the one to do the sacrificial prayer and ritual. The annual sacrificial prayer and ritual held deep-rooted traditions that had been passed down for generations. The chosen one, adorned in the traditional attire, would be carried in a palanquin while performing the customary dance. The purpose was to offer prayers to both the Moon Goddess and the revered Dragon Goddess, symbolizing a connection to ancient creatures and seeking their blessings.

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.