Sunday Without God Anime Novels & Stories

Julian, are you saying this now because you want me to forgive you, or because you want to feel better about yourself? Endless silence answered me. Finally, the call was disconnected in a fluster from his end. I did not care. I blocked the number. A few days later, Sterling Group officially declared bankruptcy, and news of the CEO's divorce spread through Harbor City. I lived a quiet life. Every day, I went to the cafe by the entrance of my neighborhood and flipped through travel magazines. Until a shadow blocked the light. I looked up. Celia was standing beside my table. She wore an expensive Chanel suit, but she looked haggard.

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She decided not to waste her time and turned to leave without saying anything more. She didn't even say goodbye. Christopher wasn't too bothered by it and simply thought she was throwing a tantrum. - Meanwhile, Nova Nine's projects had been progressing smoothly. Amelia sat next to a window and looked down at the lush greenery downstairs. The sunshine outside was bright and cheery. Birds chirped excitedly. Rather than finding it bothersome, Amelia found it somewhat relaxing. "Our projects have been progressing quite smoothly as of late," Jasper remarked as he walked in with a cup of coffee and sat down before her.

EZRA The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence but it wasn’t the good kind, or the peaceful, birds-chirping, Sunday morning kind. This was filed with silence, like someone had pressed their hand over the whole house and told it not to breathe. “Jesus Christ,” I muttered, rubbing my face. My mouth tasted like metal, my back hurt from sleeping wrong, and my stomach was a pit of nerves. For a second I thought about just packing up and leaving—money or not, this wasn’t worth my sanity. But then I remembered Lilian’s face, her voice reminding me about the contract. I’d signed my life away for a paycheck.

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to

"Oh God..." ***

"Who gave you permission to stand next to that old monster!" "Get down here right now! You're my fiancée!" The absurdity was almost too much. "Apollo, your divine marriage contract says it plain as day. Your wife is Chloe." I raised an eyebrow, my voice dripping with mockery. "You came all the way to the Underworld to find me. Don't you see how ridiculous you look?" "That contract doesn't count!" Apollo slashed the air furiously with his sword. "I am the Sun God! I would never take a lowborn mortal as my wife!"

It feels like I was pushing a huge rock and didn’t make it to move. Anubis smiled in a sinister way. His eyes stare back at me with his black orbs’ pupils. “This isn’t funny for telling me you are meeting some God. Isn’t that insulting?” “What? —” My voice trailed off, “What are you talking about? Why do you keep talking about a God?” I tried to hide anything that he can tell I know a God. But when I think more of it, his name, and his aura. It isn’t just right like a human. “Are you a God?”

I said with a smile as I took in the expression of wonder on each of their faces. “What? You didn’t think God would let paradise go to waste just because a stupid girl ate an apple, did you?” “At this point, I’m willing to forget anything I thought I knew before I met you, love.” Blake had already wandered ahead, carefully inspecting his surroundings, but Aiden remained by my side, his grip on my hand still firm. “So, God is real then?” Aiden asked as we wandered through the garden. “Of course. God, Zeus, Jupiter, Odin… whatever you wish to call him. We know him as the all-father.”

Xiao Dust tilted his head and laughed, his long hair fluttering behind his shoulders as he coldly said, "God? What is a god? Shouldn't a god bless all beings? But why, why is everyone dead? God can't even protect himself, what qualifications does he have to call himself a god in front of mortals!" At this moment, everyone was a bit surprised as to why Xiao Chen's emotions suddenly became a bit off. Only to see him tilting his head and laughing wildly: "God ...... God? The God that Mister Xiao believed in has long since died! Today, Mister Xiao will come to behead God! Fifth Style One Sword Heaven's Border!"