Novel & Cerita Rama Deity

This realm may be called the Supernatural World/ Sup Realm, whilst ours is referred to as the Human realm or the Neut (from the word neutral) Realm. The supernatural Realm was a world created by Erania- the mother and Queen of all gods, also known as the goddess of the sun. Long ago, the supernatural realm was an identical to the human world, known as the twin realms, where all humans lived. Howver the supernatural world was closest to Vigra- the Demon realm, where demons escaped and caused havoc in the lands and so Erania then created Dragons and called them her children, a beloved creation, her favorites the Golden Dragons- also known as Dragon Royalty. To her favorites she bestowed them

Rama purred softly as he dozed off on the couch's curved back, where he had curled up to sleep. Raquel cast her eyes around the room and admired the paintings that hung on the walls as well as the figurines of the goddesses Morrigan, Hathor, and Vesta that adorned the mantel. Morrigan was the goddess of war and sorcery, while Hathor was the goddess of cunning. Vesta was the goddess of fire. The statue of Hecate, the Greek goddess of magic, which was almost as tall as she was and stood in the alcove next to the fireplace, was her favorite piece. It was good to be back in my own home. She had washed for a quarter of an hour, trying to wash away the stench of the Graysons' cellar as well as the

I asked the Alpha, confused. “And we are, however...” Lycan sighed, carefully choosing his words. “Even the gods we know were created. Their appearance is unknown even to their original children, who are: The Darkness, with dominion overshadows; The Destiny, who enjoys playing with others' lives and holds an intense light; The Moon, the Mother Goddess of wolves; The Water, who likes to be called Crystal, as her domain extends beyond seas, rivers, or rains, with cosmic power associated with order; they say she is the favorite, directly responsible for dictating the creator's orders; and The Infinite!” “The Infinite?” I widened my eyes, almost jumping out of my chair in intrigue. “So, is this

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

Because from her conversation, he sensed some kind of hostility from her against the military. At his gesture, she started speaking, "Senior Creed, The ones who ascend from First Glitch get the title of 'Sacred'. The ones that ascend from Second Glitch get the title of 'Ethereal'. The ones that ascend from Third Glitch get the title of 'Demi-God'". And finally, the ones that ascend from Fourth Glitch: 'Satya-Lok' receive the title of 'Apaurushya' or 'God'."

For the first time in history, humans grew powerful enough to challenge the divine rulers, recording on the Hinduism ancient tales where Ravana, the Asura king, overpowered all gods to become the supreme deity. Yet, it is where Rama, a mere mortal, overcame Ravana, humans with their technology to usurp divine authority. And become the supreme deity. When human "stole" the name of the Agni, the "god of fire," gaining control over fire itself. Human couldn’t be hurt by Agni again. Yet they could lock the power of god of fire or other gods power. Similarly, by stealing Ravana's name, we stripped him of his power, ascending to become the rulers of existence.

Some wolces of the lesser ranks whimper. "Hola mi querida niña. (Hello my dear child.) Estoy encantada de hablar contigo.( iam thrilled to talk with you.) I am Rhea. The mother of the first generation of the gods. I will help you restore order and the proper balance to the universe. However, i will not impose it. I need you to learn how to tackle things yourself. Therefore, you will have to call forth my garndchild, the god of trickery. Place your hands on his temples, and you will see all his memories. Be careful though. He might mislead you. He is a god of trickery after all. Consider this a part of your test. If you pass this one then you are fit to lead all living creatures."

Chapter 54 Unknown POV “Once upon a time there were two Goddesses one the Goddess of Light her name was Larmata, and the Goddess of darkness called Daria. The Goddess of light had the power to create light and weaken darkness. The Goddess of light loved everyone and wanted to live happily among humans. She was loved by all humans and praised for her kindness. The more humans praised her the stronger she became.

I howl at the top of my lungs and then face everyone present once more, gaining all of their attentions at once. "we have a real chance to change the world today..." I shout, Matthew coming to my side whilst my other mates continued to prepare weapons. "We are doing this for our future and for the future of all the children and babies of our kind." Growls and shouts break out, all of them agreeing. "Together we will fight through the vampires and kill every warlock in sight!" They begin to chant my name, but what they don't realise is that today I am not myself, today I am the decendent of the moon godddess herself, today I am the Red wolf and we are the ones that will change the world.

She was the Oracle of Flame, the Keeper of the Old Prophecies, and the last living Tether to the First Fire—an elemental force with direct connection to the Moon Goddess herself. While the best warriors clashed with each other, Madraya sat calmly in her favorite seat, as ordered by the moon goddess. Such powerful priestesses can alter or change destinies and fate. Madraya slowly stood up, walking to the far end of her temple. She pulled out a cupboard, taking a translucent orb. She walked to the center of the temple, surrounded by dozens of candles. Slowly and majestically, she dropped to the ground, her legs knitted before her and both her hands holding the small orb like the faintest force