Lighting God Novels & Stories

"You will remain here." The streets below were home only to ghosts and shadows now. The people were cowering in whatever safe haven they could find, whether it be the claustrophobic aisles of a department store or the dark back room of an office. Anywhere was better than the bubbling mire outside. The heat from the burning blood would not affect the deity who once walked in his own volcanic Eden. Nor did it affect the creatures he crafted but it certainly made their way more taxing. Isaac watched as a soft haze encapsulated the God's body and slowly, he began to fade, glowing translucent and glorious.

Zeus picks up a sword that is shining so bright it is hard to look at. “I finally found the right incantation to transfer the light from the glow worms into the swords. I did the same for spears.” Holly walks towards the last object which is a black ball, “What is that?” Zeus quickly holds her back, “Careful, that is a light bomb. I mixed light magic with gunpowder so when the bomb hits a surface it becomes an explosion of light.” Nolan looks at Zeus impressed, “You have outdone yourself, Zeus. Can we test them?”

But the other sculpture made him unbelievable. The other sculpture was his father. Seeing that sculpture, Little Apple was so shocked that he even forgot about his injuries. “How is it possible? My father has actually become one of the Holy Court's beliefs and stands alongside the God of Light? This is too unbelievable.” Little Apple thought to himself. The western elder seemed to know what Little Apple was thinking. "The God of Light has passed away. He is the only living god in the world." Looking at the sculpture of Jason, the western elder said piously.

Zephyr felt as though there was some prideful, higher power that stood before him. Its presence made him uneasy. Finally, Zephyr put his all into focusing upon it, observing the force closely. He realized he could only look at a portion of it. It was a god ray. This ray of divine light looked very common, yet had the power to decimate any being. Even just being near it was enough to cripple someone.

He didn't look like a scared boy anymore. ​He walked toward the central console, his hands glowing with a golden light so intense it started to bleach the color out of the room. He looked at the holographic grid of the world, and for a second, I saw it—the "God" Julian was talking about. But it wasn't a god of order. It was a god of vengeance. ​"It’s too loud," Kai said again, his voice echoing through the lab’s speakers, amplified a thousand times. "I’m going to make the world quiet now."

Everything was dark, desolate and cold; devoid of life. From deep within this darkness appeared a bright flicker of light. White light. The flicker grew sporadically until a figurine began to manifest, materializing from the brilliance of flashing white lightning. The figurine’s extremely pale and near white visage then became visible. It was her. The goddess of war and death. The white lightning that arced all over her body then spread out, engulfing the darkness and revealing a completely destroyed earth. The sky was red as it rained fire, setting everything ablaze that it came into contact with.

She doubted that some eleventh-hour miracle would save her tonight. Christophe reappeared and shed his toweling robe in an untidy heap on the floor. He looked at her, blazing all-male satisfaction, and Lara shrank under the sheet. He stood half in shadow, half in light, the long, muscular planes of his golden body a glorious vision of rampant masculinity, and Lara felt her own hunger stirring, insidious as a secret invader.

Reply the man in the fiery red light. "Enough! We're just a trail of souls with only memories and a few percent of the strength left. But with this we can give way to the people we will call and give more hope to the future of our universe " Other lights seem to dominate enough. The God of Space & Time looks at hundreds of lights one at a time. After everyone nodded, he said, "Well then, let's start!" Next, each of them stretched out his hand and sent the light of various colors into the room in the midst of hundreds of large statues. The lights slowly formed a formation that covered the entire statues with the empty space as its core.

It was very quiet, the only sound was the wind and leaves, coupled with the lightning flashing. "God of Lightning?" Justin was devastated to hear the God of Lightning. Moreover, Justin heard that the figure freed Ruin. "Why did the God of Lightning free Ruin?" Justin took Alice by the hand, telling her to run as fast as the wind out of the apartment. The God of Lightning is known as a good God, and he was born in Nirvana. So it's no wonder that he can free Ruin, even with just a snap of a finger. But the question for Justin and Alice is, why did the God of Lightning open a void dimension portal for Ruin?

Her finger thrusted into me as she claimed my lips, pushing her tongue into my mouth, soon it was over and finally she rose. “The god of light is pleased.” She says. “Now leave and sin no more.” Trian was ready with a coat in his hands; he wrapped it around my body before leading me out of her chambers. “She touches you too?” he asked. “It’s punishment for my sin.” I repeated Julia’s words. "It’s ironic this ‘god’ is called the ‘god of light,’" he said, and his words took me by surprise. No one had ever boldly spoken ill of the god of light in front of me before.