Novel & Cerita Oblivion Gods

Layla grabbed her phone from her pocket, checking the screen. A message appeared that read: Welcome, Initiate. You now stand among the chosen descendants and the blessed of Olympus. Elysium Academy exists beyond mortal reach, hidden in the cradle of the gods’ last sanctuary. Here, divine bloodlines are trained to master their inherited gifts and to uphold the Balance between the mortal and immortal realms. The Six Great Houses of Elysium • House of Zeus – The Stormborn: Commanders of sky and lightning. Natural leaders; their power fuels both creation and destruction.

she said, Yvonne raised Rachael’s eyes brow to look into her eyes “Are you on weed?” Yvonne asked “Get your hands of me” Rachael protested “The holy books talked about Leviathans in the sea; the holy books never spoke of the real Leviathans because God had already banished them billions of years before he created man, which means Leviathans were never part of the new plans. They are almost as old as time; they know God better than Angels but they failed our father and his wrath fell brutally” Beth said then looked at Arnold who slowly walked away from them and stood by a window looking out into nature

There was only one thing coming through there and it wasn't more of its shadows. The old gods were coming through. Damon’s POV I held Sophie and Lucas as the world made a fool of itself. The portals were open and beings of pure ancient power began to emerge, gods and monsters from the old world. Vespera fell to her knees. “The gods have come! Kindly reconsider that this is not the time for the Spark to choose family!” But he did, in his own tiny voice. The Devourer didn't wait for the gods to so anything. It just went ahead with a beam of void aimed directly at Lucas.

I blink. Nothing. I blink again. Still nothing. Are my eyes even open? Looking around, everything is just black. No shades, no tones. No gradients. Just black. There are no lights to beckon me, no family to welcome me. Just a deep, never-ending darkness. I’ve changed my mind. Oblivion isn’t sweet. It’s unnerving. Wow. All the cultures that have gone before? They were all wrong. There are no jackal-headed gods waiting in a desert; no feasts in mighty halls; no Elysian fields or impatient ferrymen.

Four souls, entwined by fate's decree, A woman, three men, bound by destiny. Reborn they are, from lives before, In ancient hearts, a long-lost lore. The oracle, with eyes aglow, Her power stirs, the winds shall blow. Her vision sharp, the world she sees, The god of gods, brought to her knees. When she ascends, in strength unbound, The dark will rise from under ground. Her mates, they walk beside her flame, Their souls as one, they share her name. Through cycles lost, through time and strife,

“Have you come to gloat, Nukis?” Nukis, the Camelornian god of thunder leaned against the door. “I have simply come to see what has become of my stepmother.” Helena scoffed. “As you can see,” she made an attempt to lift her hands. “I am well. And you for you, Termla, you have come to gloat and gloat you will but remember, we are nothing but tools and castaways in Robos’ eyes. You killed your son fir him and I did the same so do not judge me. Instead more for your son.”

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

- Conner’s POV - Mr. Laviv’s face turned sour. “What has my daughter done this time?!” I took a deep breath before proceeding. “I don’t want to say it in detail because I still respect her as a woman, as a human being and as your daughter. I can handle her tantrums, but what I can’t is seeing her disrespecting my wife. You see, Mr. Laviv, my wife is the woman whom I was searching for almost two years and now that we are finally reunited I don’t want to miss the chance to win her heart back.” I see Mr. Laviv nodding his head and listening closely to what I am saying “Mr. Laviv, I need you to understand that my wife is more important than anything else. I told Margaret that I am willing to giv

The Blade of Caladris lights like a second sun. And for the first time since the Dustfall began, The gods do not whisper. They watch. The name Ashborn echoes across stone and sky. Seren stands at the center. Still burning. Still becoming. Not above them. Among them. Part of them. Far below, where light has not reached in centuries, in the catacombs where gods buried what they could not kill, The God Below stirs. And says, in a voice that feels like stone cracking: “She names them now.

There was a clan called the Ogbas, they watch over the land for ages if he must gain his entrance, he must defeat them, and even with his lords of gods behind him, these once would be without fear, they shall use every drop of their strength to stop the Laalu from taking over the land of gods and goddesses, he already knew these gods and had been preparing specially for such day when he shall meet them in combat, these gods were the last of all gods to be pushed down by Eledumare's armies as they stood the strongest of all that stood against their creator, after their regret they held onto the gates of the land, and had knew and had been preparing for that day, when the deceiver of all shall