Naruto Gods 소설 & 이야기

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

"You said you were going to dump me and Piper into the river, so I'll give you that chance right now. Do you even have the guts to do that?" Gunthar was livid when he heard that. With a furious backhand, he knocked Jude unconscious on the spot. "The audacity!" he snapped. "What makes you think you can do whatever you want in Hyporion? Someone, cuff him up!" Guards rushed in and dragged Jude away like a slaughtered hog. Watching his limp body being hauled off brought me no joy, only a deep, sickening disgust. Gunthar then turned to the stunned Velda and laughed coldly. "Have you forgotten, Ms. Mercer? Sentinel Group would still be nothing but a hollow shell drowning in debt without Callan's h

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

Noah’s smile stiffened, “How… how about other gods?” Black paused, deliberating over his word choice, “Some worlds have multiple gods or even a supreme god; however, yours does not.” Black coughed awkwardly, “And even if your world did have a god, those so-called deities only hold power within their own world. However! Rare as they might be, the multiverse does have entities powerful enough to be considered as gods, but they are in no way… holy.” What followed were outraged exclaims of “Hey!” and “Who are you calling unholy?!?” (凸ಠ益ಠ)凸

The fiendish war had raged on since long before Elika was born, neither side showing compassion. The battles raged on through the centuries untamed and savage, no side allowing quarter. The deaths were heinous and unprincipled; those who died would not rest silently. Their sinful battle would continue onward, the souls forever locked in limbo where they would endure the tortures of death lingering on their monstrous souls. Not many remember the true beginning of the impure and putrid war, the centuries moulding and bending it into only myth. Those who do remember the beginning speak not of the times of peace, when all mystical beings lived together, when the gods worked as one to preserve an

It was shining so brightly that I had to use my hands to cover my eyes. "Do not be afraid my child" This voice, it does not belong to the priestess. It was so warm and smooth. My ears jerking to hear the sound of it again. "It is I, Hapoda, God of all the witches clan. We are four gods sent by the supreme ruler to watch over the earth. Valarus, The god of vampires, Eridal, the god of werewolves, and I, the God of witches." Ok...Where was this going?.

I say, feeling a little protective of the friends I have made. Not a single irshiust has a mean bone in their body, they weren’t made that way. But I wouldn’t call them pacifists either. They are trained and highly skilled warriors, stronger and faster than even a nagata. The only thing I know of that can rival them in strength and speed is a God. They have to know how to fight so they can carry out sentencing or stop wars. They are essentially the earthly representative of the Gods or at least Zarseti. But at their core they are kind-hearted.

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

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

“It’s okay, Nate. It has to happen. It’ll wipe out the legacy of my blood. End the Riding Hoods for good. Our children—future generations—won’t carry that curse.” Tears streamed down my face. I kissed her palm. “My love. We won’t ever have pups.” But she smiled. Bright. Glowing. “Nate, gods can’t die.” I blinked. “What?” And then she explained it: gods can be killed, but they can’t die. Their souls live on. They reform. It might take time. Decades. Centuries. But they come back. She would come back. I stood, lifted her into my arms, and spun her around like a madman.