Naruto Primordial God Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A fiery Phoenix wings came from her body, and the sensation Blake Prime felt was one of awe and amazement; before he knew it, he had spilled out his white power into Koran, and she, using the flames, purified it and had it enter her womb where the egg was waiting. The two Clones themselves also came at the same time, but this was not the white reproductive power of the Prime but pure Devine Qi, allowing Koran to bring herself to the peek of the ninth stage of the Body Life Destruction realm a little more. She would need to go through the Devine Tribulation as the rest of the women had in breaking through. Koran’s aura spread out through the home, causing Blake’s Clones and Nancy to stop for

"We don't have a choice. If it reaches full emergence, there will be nowhere to run. It will consume everything. Every world. Every realm. Every soul." The Primordial laughed a sound that shook the foundations of the world, that cracked the mountains and split the seas. "You cannot stop me, little wolf. You cannot even slow me down. I have been waiting for this moment since before your ancestors drew breath. I have watched you struggle, watched you fight, watched you sacrifice. I have watched you bleed for your hope, and I have laughed at your suffering."

I asked. They looked at each other. Then Nyx said: "During the burnout, your magic went below empty. Not depleted—gone. And when it rebuilt, it rebuilt from the source. The Primordial layer." She tapped the pages on the table. "The blood that flows in you now is not the same blood that flowed in you three weeks ago. It's older. Closer to the original Chimera bloodline. Less diluted than anything alive." "Less diluted than Soren?" Darius asked.

"She’s the key. The one who can break the curse. The solution we have been looking for. If you have a child with her, that child will carry power like no other. It will make you the strongest Alpha to ever live." He stopped and looked at me hard. "Kian, that girl is your goldmine...our gold mine . You must let go of any distraction. I have big plans for you. But you must do this first." I swallowed hard. My mouth felt dry. "But how are you sure it's even her?" I asked. He paced the room, his fingers slowly rubbing his chin, then he finally spoke, "the seer had already seen it, and all the signs during her transformation were what he had pointed out."

Pleasure and pride. When he pulled back, his lips were stained with my blood, and his eyes held a fierce pride. "Mine," he growled. "You're mine now." He pulled away and laid down, pulling me into his embrace as we breathed in unison and stared at the ceiling. He held me like I was something fragile and I allowed it. Slowly but surely, my body drained of energy and sleep called to me. As I drifted off, something deep inside me, in a place I thought was empty, stirred. A presence that had been sleeping my entire life. Like my wolf.

Master Nigel flew several miles away before he managed to stabilize himself. Waves of disbelief filled his heart as he looked at Fane implausibly. He originally thought that Fane would be unable to defeat him after he had broken through to the ultimate god level. However, the person sent blasting away was actually himself.

He had been watching the fight the whole time. "You! you–you did this. you're to blame for this. You bastard! Tell me, what did I ever do to you to deserve this! Uh? Tell your Avatar to please let me go! I agree I'm not the real God OF War, It's you, You're the Original God of War! Please whatever you want, just let me go!." Nri Magu had finally become crazy from fear and desperation. He was cursing, begging, and crying at the same time. At this point, one would hardly believe that he was an actual god that could make the sky rumble and shatter the earth with a blow.

The voice slithers through the ruins, wrapping around my spine, curling like smoke through the cracks in my soul. Did you really think you could unmake me? That tearing their chains would silence me? The air freezes. The light flickers. And from the wound in the sky, it steps through. Not a shadow. Not a man. A god. No—worse than that. The Primordial. Its shape is a lie. A thousand forms at once, shifting like smoke and silk, eyes blooming and blinking and burning out in an endless cycle. Its smile is carved from the bones of night.

“He said he’d been imprisoned.” “That’s impossible,” Nyla interjected suddenly. I spun to face her--- realizing that she’d had her snout and one front leg covered in what looked like honey, licking it off with her forked tongue. “Ani is the most powerful god, even among the primordial beings. No one is powerful enough to hold him prisoner.” “O-oh,” I stuttered, quite frankly, too scared to argue. Because let’s be frank: if the dragon or just one of the two primordials next to me decided to kill me, they wouldn’t need to do much other than snap their fingers!

“Raiden is not just an ordinary once mortal, nor just one of my creation. But along with his twin, he is the very representation of me.” Stun by that fact as Raiden smiles and slowly explains the original beginning and where everything started along with the other false God who wanted one thing. He told him. “Primordial, that’s what I am. Along with the serpentine God Ophiuchus and the very darkness of this play and of Yin. I am the direct representation and life of the Supreme God.” Presented by an even greater plot and the twist that is about to be revealed, the book of the original and the Shinzo is about to start.