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Then she shook her head again. “I want to believe in you, Ron.” She said, “I really do but you don't understand. It’s hopeless. Even if Eron were released, even if you pray and he recovers his powers, he cannot defeat Dareth. Only the Sword of Heaven has that kind of power but Dareth destroyed him long ago when he saw the signs of a true god awakening.” Prince Ron gasped. “A true god?” Nemyra nodded. “Yes. A true god is the ruler of the higher heavens. There hasn’t been one in countless centuries and when he saw your husband exhibiting the signs of one…”

Mother says in a damning tone. “Iokaste,” a man’s voice says from behind me, “word has traveled that you have devised a plan to bring balance to the Manae.” A man sitting behind me says. I turn to face a muscular blonde man with curly hair. He’s wearing a short toga, with a metal hat, and winged sandals. Hermes, Messenger of the Gods, is addressing me as if I didn’t just suck almost all the life force out of Zeus. Zeus’s energy is still coursing wildly through me. I swallow hard as I find room for it to be contained in my soul so it doesn’t affect my decisions. Even contained in its spot, I feel the power of the staticky force crackling inside me, begging to be released.

"May the Perfect Man curse you!" Oliviér's eyebrows gave away the surprise he felt with the way they jolted open. He looked back over at the boy. "The perfect man?" His hand squeezed harder. "What would an idiot peasant know about an evil god?" At the words of Oliviér the boy's face paled. It was obvious he did not mean to speak those words, but the way Oliviér saw it the boy really was an idiot commoner. The Perfect man. Dubbed an evil god in the whole of Hara, as well as any other god who wasn't Mother Earth. The Perfect Man was the god of gentlemen, and perfection, it was the reason why only men were his worshippers.

I let out a cough and rubbed the back of my neck. “Yeah, Mom, sorry. This is Demi she is a… um” Damn, what was she called again. “A Keres” Demi answered for me. “Right, a Keres. She assists the Gods in a way kind of like a Valkyrie.” My mother nodded her head. “She was sent here by our Goddess Selene and the Dragon God Typhon to keep an eye on me.”

I just noticed now how stressed and exhausted he looks. He showed us the old boom that he was holding, "This is an old book from my ancestors, a diary that all witches used to have in the dark ages, but now has a limited copy as it becomes forbidden for how powerful the knowledge it holds." He opened the book and showed us the page where a sketch was displayed. "It states here that all Guardians are chosen by the Oracles, an order from the Moon Goddess. Oracles did follow what they were told." Really? If the Oracles are following orders from the Moon Goddess, then how come they were one of those who ended the Guardians as well when they should've helped them?

“I was joking.” “Yil, Osiah being the first sanguidae makes him older than us and based on what you said about how powerful he was, he may have close ties to the Gods. We don’t know how he came to be, or which God made him, but being the first it stands to reason he must know at least one God,” says Nuray thoughtfully. “You detected no lies when he said he would fix this?” asks Elif.

“Do you know who he is working for?” “Yes, he works for me. He is one of the library attendants. What is the meaning of this questioning?” ‘Ask the goddess if we can believe him baby.’ ‘Goddess, please we need help.’ ‘Yes, my child. I don’t have very long today.’ ‘That’s okay. I need to know if Alpha Tyler can be trusted against Hades.’ ‘Yes, he has been a great ally to the gods. He will be loyal to the end. He is also goddess gifted child.’

“They aren’t human. They’re the reason we’re here.” This man was Lord Sinteza, who in time would become the most powerful man in Mekra. A Christian blessed with immense wealth, Sinteza saw Mekra’s creation as God’s will. The city he imagined was not only a gathering of great scientists, but also a weapon to be used by God against the forces of darkness.

"But we have not had the mating ceremony." I take hold of her hand and place it on my beating heart at I say, "You are my mate; I feel it here, my heart belongs to you baby." I gasp as there's a flash of light, a white figure appears before us, Deliah smiles as she says "The God of Gods" The man smiles down at Deliah as he says. "The princess of light, the God of good. I need you to turn around my child and go with your mate; you carry his child the future child of light."

During the banquet, Celia had played with the Sterling family's ancestral oracle blocks like a curious child. That night, Celia cast nine blessed results in a row. The entire hall had been stunned. Everyone praised her as the daughter-in-law destined for the Sterling family. He had smiled with delight back then. Because those nine blessed casts were a miracle he had created with his own hands, weighting the blocks with lead in advance. Everything had gone smoothly. Everyone envied Celia. That young girl who used to hide behind others had been cherished so publicly for the first time. What had he said to Caroline then?