Lighting God Novels & Stories

Back when he had first become the Light Divine Holy Land's Saint, full of youthful ambition, he had asked his master about the world's strongest manifestation of supreme light energy. His master had answered that it was thunder. Specifically, the true essence of Lightning Order of the Path manifested as Ninth Heaven Divine Thunder! Every Light Deity Technique cultivator who reached the ultimate level could unleash this supreme true thunder.

Chapter 54 Unknown POV “Once upon a time there were two Goddesses one the Goddess of Light her name was Larmata, and the Goddess of darkness called Daria. The Goddess of light had the power to create light and weaken darkness. The Goddess of light loved everyone and wanted to live happily among humans. She was loved by all humans and praised for her kindness. The more humans praised her the stronger she became.

He had even seen the eyes of men who knew they were about to die and there is nothing to do about it. But he had never seen a god, or like right now, a goddess. He lay slumped against the now overturned dresser, his vision tunneling into grey vignettes as the aconite shut down his organs. The heat of the fire was blistering, peeling the wallpaper behind him, but he couldn't feel it. He was cold. So cold. And then, the light came. It wasn't the erratic, hungry orange of the flames razing the cabin. It was a pure, absolute white light. It poured through the shattered balcony doors like a physical wave, washing over him. It didn't burn. It felt like standing in a blizzard of diamond dust.

Then the light split apart and a deafening crack rolled through the empty space. Thousands of strands of golden lightning spread across the sky like cracks in glass. They twisted together, weaving themselves into impossible shapes until they slowly formed the outline of something enormous. Eliana's heartbeat stopped. The figure stood far above the ground, yet somehow it filled the entire horizon. It had no face, only a body made entirely of living light. Its robe flowed like liquid sunlight, stretching endlessly behind it. Its hands were folded calmly before it, and around its head floated seven burning rings, each turning silently in opposite directions.

Lightning danced inside, acting like a guiding lantern before their procession. "I think we can do better than this," Eden said, lightning wrapped like rope around his arms. He shot the electricity from his hands, guiding it along the earth, lighting up the road for half a mile before them. The air sizzled. He rocketed the energy into the sky next, sending it arching into the ring of clouds like a birdcage. The soldiers craned their necks, awed by the light show. Eden pulled the lightning back to himself, his eyes pure gold. "Death won't know what hit it."

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

God’s voice cut through the tension. “You will leave,” he commanded. Golden light surged outward, brighter than ever before. For a moment— It actually pushed the creature back. The sky stabilized slightly. Hope flickered. Then— The creature moved. One step. That was all. And God’s power shattered like it was nothing. The golden light exploded outward, fragments dissolving into the broken sky. God staggered. Actually staggered. Lily’s breath caught. “That’s not possible…” Lucifer let out a low whistle.

But he did not have another choice either. He stirred his mind and retrieved the Light of Acme or in the words of the bird, the Light of Death, from the Celestial Abode. The Light was immensely colorful and bright. Even if James had sealed it, the Light could still emanate a frightening level of power. This power shocked the powerful Lords who were also present. “What is this?” Yahveh asked with a stupefied look. He could not help but exclaim, “How powerful.” Jehudi and Yehosheva both looked at James.

“Yeah, but you know how my dad seems sweet. I would much rather have the ugly be upfront versus hidden behind a paper-thin smile.” “I get what you mean. It’s better to dance with the devil than to dance with an angel with devil horns.” “You say the weirdest things.” “Ha, ha yeah I do but its true. Its basically saying everything that glitters isn’t gold.” “Who wants gold anyway? Glitter is much better. You get it everywhere and it stays.” “Girl, you’re crazy. But look.” She pulled up a picture on her phone and showed her best friend. “This is Jason. He’s fifteen and he goes to the high school.”

“This is no longer your realm. And she is already dead.” “Stop this madness Aodh!” Ashe hisses, appearing from the far side of the battlefield. An older man by her side. “Enough!” She flings her hand out towards the god an ethereal light coming from her hand, directed at the god. The light hits the god, pushing him back. He snarls at Ashe, baring fangs and his red eyes glowing with fury. Ashe sends another blast of light his way, and he cowers back, raising his arm to defend himself.