Romans & histoires Paradise Of Demonic Gods

he paused with excitement as he set to go through it, he sat on the chair in his study and lit the wooden torch on the wall. (The gods and goddesses were divine pure spirit, the goddess of air, the goddess kasha (Earth) Naruto the god of the sun, Nymiway the goddess of water, Tiamat the goddess of fire and there came the little devil Magna, the god of pure darkness. He was later banished and he becomes Magnus the god of darkness and lord of demons, full of hate for his older siblings' Creation. He tried to lay ruins in their realm and bring misfortune to their children, that was when the siblings' feud started, the other gods join heads together and banish him to a realm created out of his m

‘Goddess, help me,’ I begged because that was all I could do, how the hell was I meant to work with this? “Thank you for that Liam and since we agreed that none of us had any questions, we’ll pick it up from there. Demons are manipulative and untrustworthy creatures, and the reason their numbers are so drastically reduced is because just like dinosaurs to humans, the goddess deemed them unfit to live among us and wiped most out but it’s common knowledge that not all undesirables can be killed in one blast.” He was walking around the class and I swear if he came near my side, I was bolting.

“But was it his mother?” “No,” the woman said, shaking her head. “It was a demon. Cunning, patient, a master of manipulation. The prince unsealed it with his own blood… not knowing he was freeing something deadly.” She leaned closer to the fire, shadows flickering across her face. “A being trapped for centuries… a demon god, sealed by powers older than kings. It promised him a reward… half its power, to use for revenge against those who had wronged him.” Zayla’s voice trembled. “What did the prince do?”

“Come on!” A massive form burst from the beach—a sand demon, its eyes glowing like molten coals, wings unfurling with a terrifying snap. Larkam stood his ground. “Partheos.” The demon sneered. “You are not of angelic blood, preacher.” “Go back to Hell, foul beast!” Larkam shouted. Partheos sniffed the air, then paused—confused. He sensed something… angelic. “It’s too late,” the demon hissed. “The covenant is nearly complete. You cannot close the portal.”

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.

As if! “So in a nutshell, you're a demon?” I asked with a smug look on my face. Cameron shook his head, “Dark gods can summon demons and evil spirits, to do whatever they want. So no, demons are beneath dark gods” Wow. I was shook. How come Crescent moon conquered the seven hells once when seven hells was clearly filled with dark gods that could easily summon all sorts of spirits with dark energy? No wonder Draco got Cameron eyes. His gene was just too strong as a dark god.

“It had been said that the known world was once a part of an infinite universe created by a pure mystical energy as old as time, known as the creation energy, this energy was none other than the Gods in their purest form they were the ones who made this world which was once a paradise, and us, humans and demons to live in harmony and peace.” “Go on.” Sara wondered if she had said anything wrong as the man was looking at her with both his eyebrows raised, and if expressions could talk, then his would scream of how stupid her words were, nevertheless, she knew he wanted her to continue while she wanted her answers, and so she did.

Pazuzu muttered, certain that the gods had left a key somewhere. While one may wonder why the gods would create a key when they had to seal these demons forever, Pazuzu was certain that they had. The gods he knew were compassionate to a fault. They wouldn’t have been able to heartlessly seal the demons without leaving an escape route for them. They would have been thinking that several years of imprisonment would change the hearts of the demons; hence, they would have provided a condition for the gate’s reopening. It was a naive way of thinking, but that was just how those gods were. After all, it was their naivety that had led to the death of many of them during the war.

"How so?" "I know what a ferris wheel is like, and I know I don't like it," I explained, "therefore, I already had this experience, and I don't need to do it again to know what it feels like." He stood in front of me, placing a large palm under my chin to lift my gaze to meet his. "You haven't done it with me. You don't know what this will feel like when you're next to me." God. This was too much. He was using his seductive powers on me, and I could feel my resolve cracking. "Don't..." I pleaded.