Oblivion Gods Novels & Stories

“Yours…” “Or someone you love.” —THE SUMMONING Oryn appeared once more—silent, cloaked in divine fire. He raised a hand, and instantly, Cassian, Darius, and Lucien were pulled into a glowing circle. Trapped. Still. Conscious. Ava screamed, rushing forward. “What are you doing?!” Oryn’s voice was like thunder. “One soul for the gods.” “One soul to anchor the new world.” “You must choose.” “Or lose them all.”

she admitted, sighing as she tucked her wrinkled hands in her coat pocket. “But my task isn’t done yet,” she continued, her face turned serious. “I am delighted to see you again, Elijah, but I know this isn’t a coincidence. It has begun, hasn’t it?” The Čuvari Tribe discovered the existence of the prophecy that would bring an end to Greco’s reign, the king who sat on the Sapiro Empire’s throne for two thousand years. Over the past five centuries, the tribe has executed this ritual religiously. And I was an eyewitness to the innocent lives they’d sacrificed. I witnessed each tribute bleed out, and burned while they chanted their cry for the return of their kind in the kingdom of Sapiro.

“But you’re trying very hard to.” Massive black gates start opening ahead of us and the estate rises out of the darkness slowly, headlights sweeping over towering stone walls wrapped in ivy blackened by rain. Massive windows glow gold against the storm, warm light spilling across perfectly manicured grounds that stretch endlessly into the night. Armed security stand beneath covered walkways, shadows with guns tucked beneath tailored coats, while fountains glitter beneath marble statues that probably cost more than everything I’ve ever owned combined. It doesn’t look like a home, it looks like the kind of place where powerful men bury bodies beneath, a fortress dressed up as luxury.

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

shouts from the gods' dais. Everyone obeys, looking at each other, unsure of what to do amidst the confusion that engulfs them. At that moment, a supernatural roar is heard, and the door swings open wide, making way for Yaldabot, the feared god of the underworld. His presence is terrifying, his body shrouded in shadows, his gaze piercing. Yaldabot surveys everyone with a cold and gloomy expression. His eyes gleam with infernal fire as he strides directly towards the goddess Luna, who shrinks in fear at his imposing presence. The air around him becomes thick and laden with dark energy.

All that hate is a powerful thing. My clothes were ripped, and though rumors say Oblivion is nothing but fire and brimstone, there was no heat in this cave of a dungeon. I was sweating but freezing all at once, so the rumors were wrong. King Lou, the lord of Oblivion, caught me. I foolishly chased a demon down his hole when he tried to kill the Other I was protecting. Landing in the Kings lap, I knew I had made a foolish mistake.

Alon picked up the black gold commander stamp and expressionlessly said, “What I'm trying to tell you is that the black gold commander stamp symbolizes the new God of War's noble position. Meanwhile, you made the God of War eat your leftovers? “The new God of War is your new superior! “Trevor Drake, you…” Alon shook his head and did not speak further. He just picked up the black gold commander stamp, got up, and left the office. Trevor was the only one left in the office, feeling shocked. He was so frightened that his teeth chattered. “Did my former superior just become… my new superior?” Half an hour later, Thomas went back to Pisces. When Lord Vedastus saw Thomas return with nothing, he s

spirit beast are those who can used qi while taking, they are intelligent beings who can cultivate. After freshening himself up Theo walk out of forest to the town, It was in the morning as there was not much people in the gate of town, Theo got into the town very easily or else he would have to wait. As for not asking for entry fee from Theo because, they knew him, because of his odd job i.e. delivery them some food sometimes. Theo went to the same Restaurant where he ate yesterday for breakfast as some people used to say," Growing men must eat three meals a day", after eating his breakfast, he went to the blacksmith shop to get himself a sword for practice.

Several big fissures appeared in the heavens as the evil gods descended on Earth. The Blood God, the God of Destruction, the Cold Lord, the Flame God, the Earth God, the Tornado God, the God of Bloodlust, and the Snake God—all eight evil gods had descended upon Earth at the same time. Wilbur summoned the broken pieces of the Light Armor from the Fire Dragon Ring. The pieces radiated a white glow as they hovered in mid-air, and Wilbur quickly used his mind to put them together before wearing the Light Armor on his body. "Hahaha!"

Eclipse Sowers, drawing upon their mystical abilities, conducted experiments with the Chronicle Prism to glean insights into the nature of the Abyssal Oblivion and strategies to counter its impending threat. Aurelius, guided by the wisdom of Octavian and Seraphina, engaged in cosmic meditations to attune himself to the approaching darkness. The Harmonious Conclave, their rituals now charged with a sense of urgency, communed with the cosmic forces to decipher the ancient prophecies that foretold of a guardian capable of facing the Abyssal Oblivion. The Athenian Senate, Eclipse Sowers, and the Cosmic Council convened to develop a unified strategy. Diplomats engaged in conversations with cosmic