Supreme Devouring God Novels & Stories

"The being imprisoned beneath the First Darkness... it has a name." Everyone turned toward the scholar. He swallowed hard, his face bloodless. "In the oldest language of the stars... it was called... The Devourer." The name itself made the chamber tremble. The Moon Goddess whispered it, her divine voice filled with a visible, terrifying fear: "The one who consumes entire worlds."

Dominic turned instantly, already moving, already reading the code. “That’s not Helix Crown,” I said. “No.” “Then who?” He didn’t answer until we were back in the war room. The screen displayed a single symbol. A crown, split vertically, bleeding light. Not Helix Crown. Older. Deeper. His voice lowered a fraction. “I was hoping they’d stay out of it.” “Who?” He looked at me, and for the first time since the war began... I saw true concern. “My family’s internal council,” he said. “They just activated sovereign override.”

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

He wondered why the Rank 8 Ultimate God Ranked Realm wasn’t afraid. "Haha!" The Rank 8 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Dark Races sneered, saying, "Human, even if you can't withstand my next attack, you should be proud of yourself." As his voice fell, the Rank 8 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Dark Races raised the Supreme Demonic Knife in his hands. In an instant, the devil aura on the Supreme Demonic Knife began to coil around as if the entire space were filled with powerful devil aura! Everyone in the War Organization was nervous as they looked at the Supreme Demonic Knife in the hands of the Rank 8 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Dark Races.

If I am to describe her, she's like a very clear blank canvas and that she sucks my very being with her icy stares. She's like an easy to read book but somehow influences me in a very profound way. I don't know why, but she's an extremely interesting woman. But now, am I such a lucky duck? As a man of God, I do have some occasional thoughts of reproducing humanity with her, especially when she's dressed with body tight work outfits. But I am not some pervert that just can't control his desires, I only have these thoughts sometimes because I really admire her. Yet I still can't imagine the reason why she's doing this to me.

The teacher replied that this was a class about the country's history, not about Catholicism and such. "But, sir, fallen angels exist, right?" he asked. I raised my gaze since that question, for some reason, caught my interest. "Obviously, Mark, they are demons now," the somewhat exasperated teacher replied. "But are they on Earth in human form or are they spirits?" "Spirits." "How can you be so sure?" the boy insisted. "It's in the Bible, Mark, I recommend you read it; you'll find many of your questions there." "I've always thought fallen angels are like you and me, the fallen ones, of course, because the angels of light, I believe, are spirits. If the fallen ones are on Earth, why wouldn't

Jackson said taking a big bite out of a cold meat filled croissant, show casing he was not willing to go first either. Sasha rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her orange juice and setting her chicken back aside after swallowing her first bite, she picked up her note pad “well shit, from what I’ve read and compared to the gifts you have been displaying since the Goddess left your body, you are either a seer or an oracle, an Archeangel or a god in your own right” this caused Scarlette to frown “yeah I’ve also found there are other gods apart from Life and Creation.” Lydia added her bit of information. “They are called supreme beings” Gabriel provided. This was not something he had to resear

I paused to take a drink of water. “What does all this have to do with me?” Ryder asked. “You shouldn’t exist. You are a supernatural being, handcrafted by the goddess Selene and the God Typhon. The amount of power that you radiate right now has many of the Gods on edge, including Zeus. They fear if you grow any stronger you can use this power in a negative way, and you may cause the balance to be disrupted. Also, some lower-level Gods fear that your power could surpass even theirs. Right now, they are the ones who we need to worry about the most. They want you dead.” With those words Luca growled. Anger rolled off him in waves at the thought of someone targeting his Alpha prince. Luca start

The Forgotten who try to fight it are erased, their mutations unraveling into nothingness. At its center is a figure—a woman with skin like cracked porcelain and eyes that burn with void-fire. She floats above the devastation, her voice a chorus of screams. ***I am the Devourer,*** she declares. ***And the Worldheart is mine.*** The static in me surges, but it’s not enough. The Devourer raises a hand, and the storm intensifies, tearing at the fortress walls. The Hunter’s roots lash out, but they disintegrate before they reach her. ***She’s too strong.***

by Ethan Choi His name is Thorran Savage although he preferred to be called by one syllable nickname “Thor”. Yes, just like the God of Thunder, he’s our god. We call him our god because we had no other choice. Thor is the strongest of the strongest hence there is no comparable word other than god.