Mythological Underworld Novels & Stories

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

“A spirit of harvest, Ditiori, a name substantiated from the meaning ‘make them grow’, is on oath that he will live like a mortal bestowed with conjuring powers and on his death become a spirit again to go home to the spirit world of Mundu. Therefore, never shall a wicked, a fallen, enter its rest.” Howling flurry blew the ashes on Ditiori in a sooty loincloth and an autumnal gust displaced the dry, predawn bluster. The voices in the incantation grew softer and softer, “The Divine One has spoken, then disobey…bis faciet et non faciet illud…and he will do it twice and will do no further.”

Kaya stated as she gestured for them to follow her. Moments after, As they were moving along the sidewalk, they spotted a shadow-like creature in the middle of the city road, twenty-five meters away from them, having an arm twice longer than its legs, with red glowing eyes and elongated claws as sharp as a knife. It is dark as a shadow, it feeds on the likes of Eurus, a being not alive, nor dead. it was a tall creature, taller than the average height of a human being-a height of ten feet. It was a real embodiment of evil.

To our left, ancient olive trees stood like gnarled sentinels and their leaves seemed to reflect the silvery moonlight. We got closer to the gates and Miguel slowed his pace. He didn't look at me, his gaze was fixed on the security cameras nestled in the stone pillars ahead and his voice took on different weight. "Forget everything you think you know about street thugs and back-alley deals, Alejandro," Miguel said softly. I could not help but process what he must have meant by that. Instinctively my own pace slowed. "The men behind these gates don't call themselves 'Mafia.' They are the Guardiani del Codice—the Guardians of the Code."

The underworld was a realm of perpetual twilight, where shadows danced along jagged rock formations and the air was thick with an oppressive, sulfurous haze. Rivers of molten lava snaked through the landscape, casting an eerie, reddish glow that flickered off the cavernous walls. The ground was a mosaic of dark, foreboding stone, from which wisps of noxious smoke occasionally erupted. Screams and wails of tortured souls, horrid sounds of whips meeting flesh and the continuous jiggling of chains could be heard echoing throughout the place.

A place filled with dangers, bloodthirstiness and terrifying and ice cold aura. This is... The Underworld. Where killers and criminals reside. Underworld, is a place as huge as continents itself, every continents has an Underworld. It is basically the other world that exists below the ground of our known society. The Underworld is not any different to the world above. Arinea Underworld is currently controlled by an Emperor of Wang Imperial Family, Wang Hou. Vendors are selling different kinds of things beside the road. And also big shops selling jewelries and clothes for women and different kinds of weapons for both men and women.

Alex said, “Go ahead.” Shelly nodded. “Rumor has it that there used to be an intermediate station on the way to River Styx called the Underworld. A magistrate once enforced the laws here, but he later strayed into the demonic path, refined the entire Underworld into a demonic realm, and separated it from River Styx to jump out of the three realms. However, Dairaionji Temple suppressed him in the end... The Pool of Afterlife is indeed in the Underworld, but rumors were that it was the place the magistrate had demonized. So, I guess it won’t be easy.” “A hundred years. The pool of Afterlife...”

I said as she smiled, dragging me up to help me dress up. "I want it to be like fate, I want a love that will sweep me off my feet. Like in stories. Mysterious handsome bloodsucker who only wants to change because of me," Selene explained with a weird expression. Her eyes closed as she imagined it. Both I and Zoey looked at each other concerned. "You are living in a fantasy world, wake up," Zoey said. I couldn't help but chuckle as they both turned to look at me. "Mysterious bloodsucker? What is he? Vampire or Werewolf?" I asked amused as I chuckled more.

The doll girl said to Lilith with a mechanical swing of her head Looking into that expectant gaze, Lilith didn't refuse. "Have you ever heard of Trull, the God's Forsaken Land?" "Well, I've heard a little bit about it." "The people who lived in this city were trying to escape the harsh climate and strong sunlight, they kept digging into the ground to create underground dwellings, and as they dug for years and years, they dug up one thing" the young girl gently touched her chest

Little girl, heavens have shown its mercy on you.. do you dare to accept it?? " a heavenly voice in mind asked her... "I will."the girl mumbled in the verge of death. "You will find people to protect. Your destiny is big..but the path you have to walk on is full of stones and brambles.. otherwise losing everything is easy enough... and you should remember ...Every time you love the wrong person you will have to bear the consequences..just like now.."