Novel Against The God Bahasa Indonesia の小説・ストーリー

However, because the World of the Beast is a harsh and very brutal world, there will be some things that could be an exception to the prohibition, namely coercion, such as the current situation and conditions. It is common in this world but not for Anindira, who is used to the manners of the modern world. She was confused, annoyed and angry about facing this situation, making her frustrated. ''There are many women, and you are casually naked. I don't like seeing it!'' exclaimed Anindira, who was sitting on a rock, her head was as high as Halvir's stomach, continuing to hold Halvir tightly, not letting go and still hiding her face in Halvir's embrace.

It feels like I was pushing a huge rock and didn’t make it to move. Anubis smiled in a sinister way. His eyes stare back at me with his black orbs’ pupils. “This isn’t funny for telling me you are meeting some God. Isn’t that insulting?” “What? —” My voice trailed off, “What are you talking about? Why do you keep talking about a God?” I tried to hide anything that he can tell I know a God. But when I think more of it, his name, and his aura. It isn’t just right like a human. “Are you a God?”

(Alexander The God of Absolute powers Pov) (Warning this chapter can be considered offense. This is a dark novels book and some scenes are needed to tell Mazaya's story. If certain things offend you just skip to the last paragraph when you hit that part.last paragraph is Important for the story.)

αυτό που έχει χτιστεί θα καταστραφεί και η ανθρωπότητα θα τρέμουν στο φόβο όμως μέσα από το σκοτάδι θα ανέβει και τα στοιχεία θα συγκρούονται Ἰάκωβος Ὀλυµπία At the dawn of the third millennium after the great division a child will be born upon which the fate of the world will rest mountains will crumble, seas will roar, fire shall reign down from the heavens as the children wage war what has been built will be destroyed and mankind will tremble in fear yet through the darkness, he will rise and the elements will collide He didn’t understand why he’d been asked to read this. “Um. Okay.”

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

We are in cold war! _______ Author answer to Readers curiosity Note: If you are curious about system 019 host. Si Xiara yun sa Male God, Don't Cry. It is published in my original account(KharLize). It is a taglished quick transmigration novel. It is still ongoing because I am going to finish this story as soon as possible so I can finish my other stories that is till draft written. So please be patient with me! Thank you for you support! ________ Important Note!!!!

"The deep sight… it was blinding. Elias’s broadcast. The entire continent felt the shift." "The shift is permanent, Isra," I said gently, walking up to the table. "The humans are not looking for a dispute resolution." "I know," Isra said, staring down at the thick parchment pages of the book. "I am trying to write the new types. The Firewalls. The Logistical Anchors. But the ink feels like poison." "It isn't poison," Cord said sharply, not looking up from his drafting table. "It is a tourniquet."

Katcha raises an eyebrow at him in anticipation, "But...?" "I can't..." Katcha mentally sighs, coming to terms that this man really can't form a coherent sentence to save his life. Crossing both her arms and legs, she leans back into the couch and looks at Goldie more seriously. "Listen, You may not remember anything, but you must know that there are good and bad people in this world. " Katcha begins, "The good people will be here to help you. They won't yell or hurt you. The bad people will use you to hurt other people and even yourself. Leonardo is one of the bad ones. "

"As much as I am fond of you, I am a very busy man." Behind where the god of dreams is seated is a beige wall and two open windows that show the view of stars, galaxies, and random objects that are supposed to not be there, like boxes of chocolates the size of the moon, a statue of an angel floating around the windowsill, a decapitated robot, are those human bones?—, crumpled paper, and a lot more bizzare stuff. Surprisingly, it is quiet and calm despite the amount of random rubbish from whichever space the god was.

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.