Novel & Cerita Naruto Primordial God Fanfiction

I know he heard me, but he ignored me. “It will untimely be up to the Councils. I promise we will give our recommendation that only you take responsibility.” Alpha Ashwood looked around at the other Alphas. They all nodded in agreement. “Her mother’s name was Hyun Ara, and she was a 5,000-year-old nine-tailed fox goddess or a Gumiho.” The lack of emotion in my father’s voice and face as he spoke about my mother burned me intensely. He honestly felt nothing for the goddess he killed.

"Nero turned to see his beloved wife standing before him, albeit in spirit form, regardless, she was still there. The witnesses stated that before Nero was killed by the Council Members, the last thing they saw was his eyes returning to their original color and a lone tear rolling down his cheek. But Prime Nero's last words were of gratitude towards the council. Freya's spirit returned to the spirit world, however this time, not alone but with Nero. The Council and a few of the Primes had a meeting. Even Prime Hope was present, and he was absolutely devastated. They learned that that is how a Prime Omega turns feral. Faruk-gha was the name of Nero's Beast. The Beast inside a Prime is trigger

"Where are you going?" "To redesign ourselves," the fourth Primordial said. "You three and your allies taught us that even beings who created reality can learn, can change, can become better than what we were. So we withdraw to examine our nature. To transform from frightened gods into genuine stewards who trust consciousness to evolve without our constant control." "Will you return?" the seventeen Devourers asked.

"I come seeking your aid to save billions of lives." One of the Primordials moved closer. Its presence pressed against my consciousness and suddenly it was inside my mind. I felt it seeing everything. My entire life played out in seconds. The vision of Earth's collapse. My training with the Architects. My family's history stretches back generations. It saw my willingness to sacrifice myself and my desperate hope that I would not have to. The examination lasted forever and no time at all. When it finally withdrew I was shaking. "You are young but strong," the Primordial's voice filled the space around us. Like thunder and whisper happening simultaneously. "Your bloodline carries unusual resil

began to weep. From the cracks in the seabed, a thick, luminescent fluid began to ooze—the raw, unrefined essence of the Void. It was the "Weeping Source," the primordial soup from which the High Council had brewed their gods. And the Violet God was drinking it in, his form expanding, shifting, his skin turning into a translucent, silver-violet membrane that showed the forty-one souls of my sisters screaming inside him. "Dante!" I screamed, the sound echoing through the psychic link until it felt like my skull would shatter.

the cyan invisible force sounded a little impatient. Princess Primordial smiled and said, "My adoptive father asked you to tell me this, didn't he? Otherwise, with your character, you won't tell it to me." The cyan invisible force made a slight pause, saying nothing. "Sure enough, you're just a stooge of my adoptive father," a cold smile appeared on the face of the Princess Primordial as if a cold spring was slowly flowing on a snow mountain. She said, "When I enter the God Realm, the first thing I'll do is also to kill you."

Prime looked vaguely like a voodoo doll. At the far side of the picture was a black gate. The lines were heavy and thick, bringing to mind jail cell bars. The top of each vertical bar was set with an arrow. Wide at the base, it winnowed up to a point that looked sharp enough to draw blood. "Prime is the Creator being. Exact or precise stories of its origin have been lost over the eons. Anda and Asta, along with their other siblings, are direct descendants of the Prime. Each was given an aspect or virtue of Prime. They were to gift it to their children, so on and so forth. Everyone with me?" He looked up, catching every one of our gazes.

Gil asked, frightened. Nara seemed to be illuminated from within, as if she carried the very essence of magic in her being. Her almost transparent body appeared to merge with the energy surrounding her, as if she had become a being of light and shadow simultaneously. It was an astonishing and wonderful sight, as if an ancient goddess had descended to Earth. "You have awakened, Nara, the true essence of your being," said the Chief Archon in a serene and melodious voice. Nara opened her white eyes, looking around with a profound understanding and a newfound clarity in her gaze. She stood up gracefully and approached her husband and daughter, who watched her with astonishment and affection.

The Primordial clutches its own head as if something inside it is speaking. “You introduce… contradiction,” it murmurs. Its eyes, those terrible, infinite eyes—shift. And then they focus on me. On me. Recognition flares. “You,” it says slowly. “You are origin.” The ground beneath my feet vanishes. I fall and the Primordial reaches down toward me with a hand that is no longer entirely alien. Its fingers are reshaping. Becoming smaller. Becoming human. And just before they close around me, the world goes completely, violently white.

Xiao Chen saw several bat-like creatures at a distance that could be considered the limit of a Sky Immortal's ability to approach the primordial energy. There weren't many of them, and they weren't particularly strong, but Xiao Chen was curious as to how creatures without intelligence could have arrived here. After all, they had never shown any desire to leave the void, and they didn't like the primordial energy either. Xiao Chen released his god of war aura, then with his god of war sword in hand, he immediately slashed at the bats that were approaching him. Xiao Chen also continued to watch his surroundings, moving his god of war soul to slash at the swarm of void bats.