Sango Mythology Novels & Stories

The Nine Heaven Emperor was indescribably nervous and terrified, utterly devoid of the calmness that the Godly Region's sovereign should have. Archfiend Antigonus was the manifestation of the God of Creation, Pangu's evil thoughts. As everyone knew, Pangu died of exhaustion after he opened the world. His last dying breath turned into clouds and mist, and his voice turned into thunder. His left eye became the sun, and his right eye became the moon. His billions of strands of hair turned into the sky full of stars, and his blood turned into rivers, lakes, and seas while the muscles in his bodies stretched into mountains.

“Focus on finishing this floor. I’ll wait at the boss’ room.” Leaving Zen behind, Liu Feng left like the wind. The cook looked at the blinking party quest notifications and realised how quickly the girls worked through the main storyline. “Dude! Have you finished gossiping?” Damian called Zen over the party voice call. “I met some interesting folks that want to talk to you more than me. Come over now!” Taking that as his cue to move, Zen started trekking through the jungle to find the cobra people that Damian talked about. According to mythology, they were the Naga tribe, half human and half cobra. Their lower halves were cobras, and they had venomous bites.

The Sango asked calmly. "I understand, Sango." Saprina said, swaying her hips as they walked up to a huge statue of a serpent in the colossal, dimly illuminated hall. The statue was crafted with stones and cement, making it ancient. Candles were lit up at both sides of the statue. She bowed before the statue and began to worship it. "You are going to a place where you will fulfill your destiny. You will need the help of the ancient one. Protect Viper at all costs; both of you are now connected in both spirit and mind." The Sango said, rising up to his feet.

Sango spat on Rotimi's face as he drew him up by his hair. Rotimu stretched his right and only hand up and lightning rained from the sky, blasting Sango a few feet away. Sango stood up and saw his chest torn. He bled "You made me bleed, ó kù lèńì (you have died today)" Sango shouted in anger and used his left back hand to slap Rotimi right across his face. The slap broke the cheek bones of Zeus and the guy slumped to the ground with all his bones dislocated and his clothes torn.

No one’s aura does that, not even the Gods. I find a large rock and perch myself on it and think over everything that’s just happened. A simple mission to handle rogue sanguidae turned into me finally meeting my animai and it was not at all how I hoped it would be. My animai is a sanguidae, the very first sanguidae in fact. He has God-like attributes, such as the fact he’s stronger than me and can teleport beings and my sword was no match for him.

Baymont was born before Sagon, and also partook of more power and more life force from his father, and even though Evelyn rarely saw him strike and never hurt other demons easily, he was actually born right after, like Agarez, with the Demon Lords in their conquest of the entire Old Realm; whereas Sagon was born near the end of the conquest. Although both are the same level of demons, but this only refers to the bloodline and origin, to say that the power ......Sagon is really too far away. With the two demons at the center, buildings in a hundred-mile radius were flattened and reduced to rubble. Sagon collapsed on the ground, his left arm and leg were cut off, a large amount of blood gushed

When he came out of the temple, a lone goblin was waiting for him. The goblin was unarmed and did not seem to want a fight. Nio waited. The goblin said: “Greetings, Sunbringer. I am Lido, the war chief of the Swer tribe. I guess the high shaman is dead and you're going back south now." Nio shook his head and replied: “The first part of what you said is true. The shaman is dead. But I will not return south. I'm going east, towards Sogorim. "

Now dear reader, I want to insert a bit of local Filipino Folklore into the Spa. In the future, we will be talking about other culture's mythological creatures as well but we can start with these for now. The aswangs are humans that augment themselves with a ritual then eating innards and drinking blood. The manananggals are also humans that augment themselves with magickal balms and consumption of human flesh, innards and blood. They mostly target unborn babes that they suck from the tummies of their mothers using a long, thin cord-like tongue.

That made me remember the time I wandered into Rodrigo's office, and I stumbled upon the same kind of file Kay is talking about. “So I saw this old book, labelled ‘09’. I opened it, and it was filled with pictures of women and blank spaces followed. Every picture had a name, and I saw that all the women had Sango as their last name. That is when I realised that it wasn't any ordinary book.” “So this has been going on since the beginning of their family?” “Yes, every Sango needs to kill their wives in order to attain that title. That's when I knew that Rodrigo was going to use you as his soon.”

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.”