Mongolian Mythology Novels & Stories

I tell him. I lean down and whisper in his ear, “Never mess with a Green,” I stand back up and say, “Mother, I need you for this part. The moon goddess revealed some things to me about Nogitsunes. They cannot be a fox and a wolf at the same time, it is agonizing to even try. I also learned how one can make a new werewolf without the person being born into it.”

“Listen to me carefully. The Great Dream is the creator of The Myth; he then divided his power and merged with nature after the process of The Myth was completed. At that time, a golden seed leaded the Myth. The golden seed is a direct descendant of the Great Dream and only appears once every five hundred years.”

Gunther said, stretching at his chin. "Yeah, it was weird because the way how wolves derived from that woman isn't what they teach us in school. It wasn't just wolves that came from her, but were bears and were jackals. She bleeds out at a tree and many animals drank from it, and the moon goddess even gave up her own unborn baby to the woman." Gunther paused to look at Hayley then, "repeat that." "The moon goddess gave up her unborn child to the woman." "Not that. You said woman bled at a tree and animals drank from it."

"Not a lot, I'm afraid. The books you consulted definitely gave you more than what I can offer." "Tell me regardless." "Well," she begins, the tendons on her neck standing out as she tilts back on her chair, "these are stories that my mother used to tell me. The Ancient Wolves were a direct line to the Moon Goddess. Some of them are children she sired with Wolves. She could create life in a short amount of time, so these children were often born rapidly. Other than that, she would also have them in her different forms. So when they married each other and had children, they weren't coming from the same family or same line exactly. They were all different."

“I guess it’s story time, huh? Fine. You know how we came into existence, don’t you?” “I know the basics,” I replied hesitantly. “The Moon Goddess created us, right? To serve her?” He let out a bitter chuckle. “That’s what the elders tell us. But the truth is a bit more... messy.” He began to speak, his words deliberate and weighted with centuries of pain. **The Tale of the First Lycans**

The lady spoke. “The myth of how we came to be, has many different versions, but the truest is that we were created to fight an evil, the greatest evil - demons. Who created us, is who we call mother of wolves. But in truth it was life itself who created us to fight death, but now death has descended upon this very earth to take all life and it is our prophecy to fight against the mother of wolves one last time.” The boy translated and all listened.

“The Naga people do not eat snakes, but we are closely related. Among the snakes in the forest, there are some that we teach to become dragons if they have the potential.” Dragons? Zen felt that the game story writer had gone overboard with this floor’s lore for some reason. The snake with the potential to become a dragon belongs to Korean mythology. It was also known as the imoogi, although the Chinese have their own versions of snake demons. The Naga were a semi-divine race originating from India and known for their wisdom. On the other hand, the Lamia was a female demon from Greek legends that seduced men and devoured children. What was this mixed pot of snake-themed stories? Zen would ha

Her aunt was raped by those monsters. "Lately, I've been looking for opportunities to kidnap females who have destined mates," Mary continues "What are destined mates?" he asks, coming back to the present. "Well, I'll try to explain in an easy way. The moon goddess creates wolves in pairs. She chooses who belongs to who and, when they find each other, they become mates." "That's too vague." "Then I'll give you a book with more explanations about the goddess." "Right, but why females with intended mates?"

As she scanned the chaotic scene around her, a creeping mongrel was planning for a sneak attack from the left. ‘Sneaky bastard! Mongrels are monsters that lived only in the glacial mountains of the northernmost part of the wolven continent long ago and they are supposed to be extinct. Through the centuries, these mongrels were tamed by the Werewolf Committee I believe, and now they are serving them through a blood pact. Now, they are using the flocks of mongrels to assess the behavior and strength of the united werewolves. Ha! They are now starting to use their brains, huh?’ Soleyah pondered for a while. “Die,” Soleyah whispered as she was about to jump towards the staggering mongrel when sh

I take the opportunity to release my hand from Richard's fingers and keep both hands in my jacket pockets, saving my mind and heart from experiences that don't prove my fantasies about him at all. " Come Akira, sit next to me" Lilian invites and I gladly accept. ✧✧ We all sit down at the table. The women on one side and the men on the other. Which is very strange to me. In my people, we don't make those kinds of distinctions. The body is just a cocoon where it houses a spirit. Both men and women blend together, each respecting the other's mission before mother nature. A guardian can be either a woman or a man, as long as he reveals the wild spirit within himself during his lifetime, swearing