Novel & Cerita Sagittarius Myths

Yeye Omo expresses, finally coming forward. “I’m all ears.” “There is a rumor that Sango the god of thunder had a daughter before his ascension to godhood, and the child was sent into hiding because a group of witches sought to kill her. It is said that within this linage there would occasionally be a child in whom Sango’s power of thunder would lay dormant, and such child would have the mark of the axe,” Yeye Omo explains. “All of the witches who have found such descendants and have seen the mark over centuries would always die, spurting blood as they tried to report their findings to the higher ups, and so the witches have since stopped looking for the lineage a long time ago.”

Lucian catches a falling star and hurls it back into the sky as a new constellation. Kayo convinces the moon god that stealing the moon is actually his idea. Rowan quotes a footnote so obscure Death forgets why it came. We keep crossing, keep rewriting, keep breaking every legend that was written before we were born. At 00:03 left on the timer, all six stories collapse into one. We stand in the center of the Crucible Ring again, surrounded by the smoking remains of six dead myths. The pedestals are gone. Thunderstrike takes a slow sip of coffee.

Martin replied. "So, how does that relate to the Aries Brother's and are they the one who are killing Alpha's?" I inquired, biting the skin off my lips. We were taught very young about the Aries Brothers and how the moon goddess hated her own creatures and how she wished to turn everything around. It felt like a myth but it was a fact, she hated her own creation.

There was something called a lament by Thoth, an Egyptian god known to the Romans as Mercury. 'Gods will leave earth and forsake Egypt. Only tales of it will be left which the future generations won't believe. Once humans lose their connection with the spirit, they will lead a life solely driven by materialism. There will come a time when the earth will be purged with fierce fires, war, and disease. Order will be brought back into the cosmos and nature will heal.'

If I saw it right, the goddess, who is sacredly known as the Luna goddess, was intelligent. “That's a basic part of the explanation,” I said to Archer. “How do werewolves’ figure into this whole mystical tale?” Archer looked at me with a frown. “I will must have explained it to you,” Archer said with his arms crossed. “My father told me fairy tales, so I won't take anything he's told me as truth when he's lied to me my whole life,” I said sternly.

I stared at him, unamused. "My original name is Sienna, not Selene," I stressed. "Wrong. You are Selene, the moon goddess," he said. I stared at him, convinced that he was, in some way, unhinged. "If I'm Selene, the moon goddess, does that make you Hades, the god of death?" His face went blank. "That's right. It also means Aries is the god of war." I stared at him, wide-eyed. Although I didn't want to believe it, he was telling the truth. It was written all over his face.

"'Vampires' is just easier to say." Ruthie stiffened beside me. "Some akharu are cursed and some aren't," she said. Of course! Maybe that's why I'd had that mixed up answer the other night when Conrad, Zander, and Ruthie had quizzed me about the supernatural lore. "You were right," Zander said in my mind. I looked up at him to see a look of pure awe in his eyes. "What do you mean?" asked Maverick. Ruthie launched into the sethian myth about the origin of the races, how one guy killed another guy and how he became cursed because of it. Using my truth-sensing ability we'd discovered that although parts of the myth were wrong, there had still been a curse.

I move over to Theseus' fountain of sight, swirling my hand inside to summon Hati's human counterpart in this life cycle. Damian, the poor soul, is an innocent thing, but he is tainted much like any other human counterpart Hati is bonded with. He's pacing inside his room, talking to Hati as he begs not to hurt Lilith. My poor Lilith. Once, I believed in birthing my own child to battle my own demons. Theseus is the god of witches, his reign passed down from his father before him, so when we found we were mated together, we once made a pact of never having children.

"I don't remember. It must have hurt though. Like hell." He chuckled but then quickly stopped. "Sorry, I shouldn't be laughing." His cheeks turned red. I shook my head and laughed. "It's alright. It is a bit funny though." Easing, he gave me his million dollar smile. "So about mates. Tell me more." I shuffled and crossed my legs on the couch, stuffing a pillow in my arms before I took his hand and started aiding his arms while beginning the story. "So, you know we believe in the Moon Goddess. Legends say the Moon Goddess couldn't have the love of her life so to bless her children, us, she divided every wolf's soul in two and put it in another being. For them to have the love of their lives.

FIVE YEARS LATER Old Sage Hati believed she had seen it all. From the dark to the bright side of the world. She was a wandering sage who went from place to place, never remaining in one place for too long. She had gone almost everywhere in the Lycan and Werewolf realm. What was she? A Werewolf or a Lycan? Old Sage Hati did not care for such. She believed that they were all descendants of the Moon Goddess, what was the reason for their dumb labels?