Novel & Cerita Nekomata Mythology

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

different. For one, my 'studying' does not only entail my history class. I have been digging, and coming up with oddities. First, you must know that our history and texts date back to the time when it was only the Moon Goddess and her children in existence. There are records of every Lycan, Wolf and Human born with the blessings of the Goddess. Every family and and it's predecessors. No one is left out. So I find it odd that I can't find anything on Lorna's mate whom Hekate killed out of jealousy. Or the male with whom she had gone into hiding with. Or the sons she'd had by the male.

{You know the basis of this contract right? “There is no human without negative karma. There is no need to worry” {I will watch over you as I said, Natalia. I am interested in your life} Natalia smiled, staring outside. It was still dark and gloomy but with the fairy mother, the world felt infinitely brighter. It was funny how she was from the forest of damnation, no that was wrong. The fairy mother was the mother of all things that lived in the forest. The forest was her body, everything growing from one root. Because of the dense mana her body emitted, monsters, mythical creatures, and fairies flocked to the forest, turning it into their habitat.

Kit laughed, shaking his head at Joon. "I didn't mean to," He chuckled. "I don't understand why that pup follows you sometimes." Kit laughed. Smiling, Joon replied, "What can I say? It's all training to him!" All the wolves laughed. "What's the message?" Rex asked the Alpha. "Pandora was the one responsible for taking Vuk Majka's goddess like power, along with her Soul's Light. Pandora locked them in a mystic cage, called the Tome of Sadness until she found another worthy to take on the mantle of Vuk." Joon paused, not knowing how to say what is coming next.

“They’re not just after power. They want me. And if we hide, they’ll only keep circling until they find a weakness.” Maria leaned forward. “What exactly did you see during the ritual, Riya?” I hesitated. The vision returned like a tidal wave: Ama standing with black flames around her, eyes silvered over like a puppet. Behind her—figures cloaked in midnight blue with blood-red sigils carved into their skin. Not witches. Not werewolves. Something between. “I saw Ama... connected to them. Controlled. There were others—taller, stronger. Twisted. Like... they were bred for war.”

Helga had made her signature chamomile tea to digest their dinner. “Have you met with the blind sage recently?” Helga inquired, taking a long sip from her tea. Damon exhaled heavily, “Yes, I did. The prophecy is still the same. The human mate must be kept close; she must accept the entirety of Nektarios, and nothing should be hidden from her. She warns that they must be married and their souls must connect by the coming moon celebration.”

Basileus explained. “Why?” Mane wondered. Although his feat of killing a god was amazing, he was standing before two very strong folks. For the first thing Mane did was to scan the three individuals here. Surprisingly, the Matriarch whom Sasha had brought him here to see, was the weakest! The woman who kept looking at him was at the peak of the Ascension Realm, and the man who was next to her was just as strong. However, of the two, Mane felt that Komfo Anokye was stronger than the lady. The air around him was sinister and deadly, and if Mane had to fashion a guess, Komfo Anokye dabbled in the arts of necromancy.

"The seven known relics to the realm of the seeing are the gluasad, Berserkers, Osumare, Kitsunes, Merpeople, Yee Naaldlooshii, and the Phoenixes." "It says the seven known relics. Does that mean there are more? "Precisely," David answered. "These are the ones that have been..." David suddenly came to a pause before he could blurt out something that disturbing. "It's okay," Satake whispered. "You can say it." "Hunted." David finished. "These are the ones that have been hunted down and accounted for by witches." "So tell me about Kitsunes. Since I cannot shift like my werewolf counterparts or use the miracles of my Alpha. It makes me wonder what abilities they have."

“This, dear Emma, is Kaliratri’s Embrace. A sacred chamber, inspired by the night of the goddess herself. Here, creatures of myth come to feed, fuck, and fight.” Below, an Asura—a hulking demon with molten skin and four arms—was being ridden by a Maenad, her wild hair lashing about as she screamed in ecstasy and madness. On the next platform, a golden Satyr lapped at the feet of a six-breasted Yakshini, her laughter hypnotic and sweet. Emma blinked. “Are those…?” “Greek and Hindu creatures, yes,” Terra smirked. “This is Grimkeeper. All myth is real here, and all hunger has a place.”

Mang Bading quickly got a glass of water and asked, “So how was it? What did you see?” Uncle told him about what he saw in his dream, and when he was done, Mang Bading went on to identify what kind of creature the lady in black was. “The old people call that kind of creature a mandaragit.” Mang Bading paused for a moment to tidy up the things on the floor, then continued his explanation. “They’re diwata or engkanto who take away the men they fancy. But they don’t just go on and take if the man hasn’t given them any reason to. Most of the ones they spirit away are those who are narcissistic. Or those guys who are too arrogant, egoistic, selfish, and brave.”