Primordial Gods Novels & Stories

Something was going on. … "It was a bold move, brother!" Adras said. "Invading a country, supposedly protected by the gods." "Not to mentioning almost draining the princess dry," Yura continued. I had heard this stories so many times before. 'I have lived for over 2 thousand years, nothing, not even some pretend gods could hurt me.' "I grew sick of hearing the nonsense and prophesies about a blessed princess in a protected country, " I answered them angry. "We are the gods, we take everything we want, it is rightfully ours to take."

Cranos took a deep breath and solemnly said, "Skylar, you're an adult now, and the future of our family depends on you. Therefore, you should know the truth now. "Our forefather is not a human but a fiend. Fiends were born after the world's creation and were the physical manifestation of the Great God Pangu's evil thoughts. Therefore, they had always been at odds with the gods, the physical manifestation of Pangu's good thoughts. "Tens of thousands of years ago, the gods and fiends broke out in a major battle. The Archfiend was defeated and dissipated into the place beyond the nine heavens. The gods also annihilated the other fiends. However, our forefather managed to escape.

Silence. Hope frowned. “Creation?” “Yes.” The Forgotten pointed toward the golden doorway. “Your precious family created us.” Its finger moved. “Elyra created the primordial being.” Another gesture. “The primordial being created possibilities.” Another. “Those possibilities created more possibilities.” Another. “First Mother created the First Being.” Another. “Origin King created vessels.” Its hand lowered. “And every generation decided which creations deserved to survive.” The Forgotten’s voice became colder. “They called it balance.”

it said, deep and ancient, “will awaken what was buried before time.” Travian’s breath caught. “That’s the Voice of the Primarch…” Soren frowned. “What’s that?” “The first god,” Travian said grimly. “The one even I don’t dare speak of.” A tear in the air split open behind them, swirling like liquid glass. From its depths, something vast stirred—a shadow crowned with stars, a being older than creation itself. Travian gripped his spear. “We need to run.” Soren shook his head. “You said gods don’t run.”

And then they birthed the gods,” Icarus answered. ” Of course he told you they were dragons. The fool probably believes that,” Kronos muttered. He began to write in his journal as he spoke. “ The Primordial siblings were not dragons. No one knows who they really are, other than the fact they were made of pure Mana and created everything by expending parts of themselves. Ether created the sky, bodies of water, and the ground we are standing upon. Aether created plants, animals, and weather. And Nether created the sun and moon, thus giving us night and day. However all that creation had an unexpected consequence. The leftover Mana formed into another being, Xether.”

He looked around the table. We all nodded. "According to The Lost Ones, the deity is not Prime. At least not here on Azica. Here the being is noted as Byrjun. Which means ‘early' or ‘beginning' in Earth's Icelandic languages." "So, what? They're brothers or sisters? Repopulating all the different universes with the same basic theological system?" Xander asked. "That could very well be. It could be that all of the known universes were started by this beginning or early family. That would make the most sense for what is in the rest of the book."

'If you find the child, the mother isn't far behind'. So they believed. CHAPTER FIVE: MARRIAGE OF A DEITY, GOD AND GODDESS. Deities, like gods and goddesses had to visit the oracle of life and the three thread sisters, very ancient beings and more gigantic than any god and goddess. They were the only ones who would give the deities, gods and goddess their significant others if they wanted one. However, there is a catch with the process of finding 'the one' for deities.

As a monk and a scholar of the ancient ways, Zoran was the pack’s primary connection to the history of their kind. Zoran felt the weight of their collective gaze and let out a heavy sigh. "For the creatures to possess primordial energy... it is a grave omen," he said with a grave voice . "Primordial energy is not something that can be manufactured or conjured from thin air. It is the very essence of an ancient wolf.. It is a life force."

And through those wounds, the seven Primordials descended with judgment that made their previous trial seem gentle by comparison. "You have violated our verdict," the lead Primordial said, its voice resonating across every frequency in existence. "We acknowledged your evolution. Blessed your unity. Granted authority that transcended normal limitations. And you repaid our trust by fragmenting yourselves, by wielding powers carelessly, by endangering the stability we built into creation's foundation." "We separated to protect allies," Aria protested weakly. "To defend against coalition attacks. We—"

Surprisingly, he was able to fight against the Thousand Feathers Ancestor, and he was also from ancient times, so his origin must be not shallow. If they know at this moment ask the identity of the sky, will not be so surprised, ask the sky since the claim to make 100,000 gods and goddesses to hide in the West, and is not a general generation, the strength of the devil's father is enough to ask the pinnacle of the six worlds, the gods and goddesses of the heavens are all afraid of, just now ......