Novel & Cerita Oblivion Gods

The pull—not from beneath, but above. The sky split open again, silver bleeding into red. And through it came a sound I hadn’t heard since before the fall. A howl. Low. Endless. Divine. The kind that didn’t belong to wolves. Julian’s voice was a whisper. "What is that?" I lifted my head slowly. "A god remembering it’s hungry." The horizon flickered. Behind the silver clouds, something vast was moving—a presence the size of mountains, dragging light with every breath. The old gods were not dead after all. They were simply waiting for someone to call their name.

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

He catches my eyes for a brief moment, before he rushes to kneel down before me. "What in the world just happened?" I breathe, gathering up enough energy to utter those words with force. Shinee sits next to me, holding my back, the other hand around my waist. Pitifully, I lean against him, refusing to feel guilty for his warmth that I feed off of. A man who can do so many unkind things is choosing to sit here with me. “Doppelgänger’s. They are demon like creatures that are native to my territory, and exist in only small numbers. They migrated after being expelled from their initial creation place, Thought’s territory," Shinee explains, not seeming all that pleased with their existence.

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

Anubis’ gaze flicked to Maru. “How dare you demand my lord for help?” Maru muttered under his piercing gaze. “You’re a deity,” Ivana said, meeting his eyes. “Aren’t you supposed to help humans?” Anubis’ lips curved into a dark, humorless smile. “You’re amusing, mortal. Do deities worship humans? Or is it the other way around?” “I’ll do anything, please,” Ivana begged, her hands trembling. “I just want to know where my parents are.”

“You’ve never seen Gaea before? That’s impossible. She started The Fuzen war and even caused Bodhisattva’s death. She should have regained her position as the ruler of all demons. How could there be no signs of her in this world? She couldn’t have given up the authorities she fought so hard to catch!” Andariel babbled on her own before noticing how dumbfounded Alex and Jade looked. They looked like they hadn’t understood a single word. Thus, she took a deep breath and said, “What about the Ancient Divinity then? And the Cielo God? Where are Moshuar and Taikoubu? You should know them, right? Has the Illuminati dominated the world?” Alex and Jade exchanged looks, both stunned. “Could the Inves

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

Below her there was : 1. God Of Magic, Crowley 2. Goddess Of Love, Althea 3. Goddess Of Farming, Delfhy 4. God Of War, Rudeus Well Audelia only knew few of them as she didn't pay much attention to it in the past life. There were many other gods and goddesses out there. They all governed every aspect of this world while Goddess Ultimia watched over them. Audelia knelt and clasped her hands together as she closed her eyes and prayed. Just as she was about to utter her words in her prayers, Audelia felt like her soul had been sucked out and what greeted her the moment she opened her eyes was white dimension and a single woman.

James helped him up with a smile and said, “Mr. Biefren, this is your own opportunity and fortune. I’m just assisting you, but now, you are the flying beasts’ progenitor. Biefren stood up excitedly, and with a wave of his hand, eight shining spiritual pearls began to rotate around him. "The Phoenix of Heaven, the Phoenix of Earth, the Crane of Spirits, the Magpie of Shadows, the Yin-Yang Twin Minokawas, the Male-Female Twin Eagles.” Biefren looked excitedly at James. “These flying beasts have elevated me from taGolden Phoenix to the rank of a golden roc. “That means because of you, I can rival the Oblivion God!” James remembered hearing that there is only one Oblivion God in the Haleth Realm

He whispered. Nemyra’s voice was low when she spoke, her hand tightening around his. “This is the other side of the Tower of Oblivion. We call it The Silent Land. It is where the vanishing gods go… to fade quietly. To wait for their end.” Before Prince Ron could respond, a sharp, agonized cry split the silence. One of the gods—a woman with thin strands of grey hair weakly clinging to her scalp, fell to her knees. She sobbed violently, her cries echoing across the empty sky. “No… no… not yet… please, not yet.”