Lighting God Novels & Stories

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.

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.

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.

We stood locked, eye to eye, teeth gritted, muscles straining. Then, through the clash of steel and storm, he hissed, “Who are you?” I met his stare and grinned, despite the blood on my lips. “Don’t you remember?” I whispered. “I’m Zevarion, the god of lightning.” At that moment. A jagged bolt of lightning split the sky and struck between us with a blinding flash. The sheer force sent Xareth hurtling across the courtyard, his body crashing into the stone with a sickening thud. He coughed, blood staining his lips.