Mythology Powers Novels & Stories

The voice came again, this time deeper, reverberating through dimensions with the kind of authority that predated language, predated thought, predated the very concept of existence as conscious beings understood it: "You wield what has always been mine by ancient right." "I am the First Power," it declared, its voice carrying the weight of eons and the hollow echo of something that had been fragmented beyond recognition. "I am the origin point of all supernatural forces that have ever existed across any reality. What you call magic, what you term strength, what you celebrate as bonds of love and loyalty, all of it was once unified within me, part of my singular being."

Gunner. Mum had her hands on her cheeks and was staring between the book and Zee. I continued to read, “Not all chosen descendants can wield the powers of the Moon, only a select few throughout time have been blessed with the gifts. The powers have been known to include, but are not limited to; Telekinesis, the power to move objects with the mind. Hydrokinesis, the power to move water and manipulate the tides. Aerokinesis, the power to manipulate air and weather. Shapeshifting, the power to morph oneself into another form. Gravitokinesis, the power to manipulate gravity”.

"Doesn't her new powers seem a little dangerous?" Alex hums in a tone that carries anxiety inside her. Mrs. Marmel's eyebrow rose in exasperation. “It really is, it is striving to take control of the entire Damontry entity, but that is our only hope if we want to win this war.” "Damontree might get hurt." Alex echoed with some hesitation. “Impossible, its power doubles any creature in Kingdom E .” “I mean old Damontry, not this young woman, this young lady here is not Damiontry.”

Asmodeus asked, he wanted to know what kind of power Randy would get next. "I don't know either, sir!" "Shall we give it a try?" Asmodeus' suggestion. Randy nodded firmly, he looked more spoiled than when he lived in this world. Randy stood up, Asmodeus followed him. "Now you think about what power you want to have!" Asmodues told Randy to concentrate and think about his next strength. The young man began to focus, concentrate and think about the power he really had, namely the power of lightning like the god Zeus, a mythological god from Greece. A super power that as a child was a fantasy.

She explained. “In this world, there are different types of power such as Kidlattol, magic used by Arius. Hangineryo, a wind power, it’s a power that is used by Niara. There are also different types of powers to every deity…” Then she stopped. “An example is me, I use Tubigatan, a water magic. The two most powerful are Liwanagan and Diliman. Liwanagan is a light power while Diliman is the opposite. It is a dark, forbidden magic. Well your power is not as powerful as Bathala is. I could say that half of it, still it is powerful.” She explained as my serious eyes were fixed on the table. Trying to obtain the information, she’s giving.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

“Mhm. Listening to her story and having that vision, I realized that there’s some reason why he wants her. It’s beyond needing a Precoza to make all bend the knee to him because there’s absolutely no possible way that she would ever let that happen. The Gods said that Hecate had chosen Imeela as her warrior. I think that he knows that she was chosen. As such, I’m afraid that he wants to extract her power. Imeela wasn’t trained and has been in survival mode this entire time. I can guarantee that she’s bound to be really fucking powerful. Her father was very powerful, but he wasn’t chosen.” I turned her around so that I could see her. There was a glassiness in her eyes, showing how much this w

Max concluded. "But we still don't know why she has powers..." Max said. "She's a descendant of Hecate but so are hundreds and thousands others. So why do her and Postestas' mate and that Mirus boy and the girl from 1700s all have powers and the rest don't?"

Zeus instructed. “Sonia is way more powerful than you think, if I eventually acquire this power, this fight wouldn’t be against her alone, Thanatos would know that his reign is being threatened and would love above anything else to stop me from doing such” Valerie indicated. Zeus stepped down from his throne and approached her; his entire body frame covered her. “Thantos is just one deity; we are giving you our powers. If you use them well, how do you think one deity can stop you?” Zeus asked.

form of imperfection and so you were created. While you may have been an experiment, you were not an experiment gone wrong. You are perfect in every single way. Of course, you were not the first, but with the recreation of earth whenever it is brought to destruction due to the mistakes of humans and the imperfections of the supernatural, the Moon Goddess is reincarnated to be fit the new form of the world. Every time this occurs, she undergoes the same process just like you so that the Gods can confirm that she is perfect in everyway and that the reincarnation is done without flaw. So, yes, you do have a purpose on this Earth, and I think that it is wonderful that I was chosen this time aro