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According to the prevailing historical accounts, the Amerotha Forest was a silent witness to several significant events in the journey of humans and wolves. According to legend, the forest was the site of the first encounter between ancient tribes and the wolves, who were considered the spiritual guardians of the forest. It was said that the Amerotha Forest was a rich source of wisdom, accessible only to those who understood the language of nature. In essence, a few lucky individuals were blessed by the Moon Goddess to receive such a gift, and one of those lucky ones was Ayla.

CHAPTER 20 THE RUMORS OF A NEW PROPHECY "Goddess!" "What are you waiting for?" "They are holding you back!" "Take them out and I shall give you all." Fake promises being uttered. She folded her fist right and plunged the spark of light on my chest. Raising her palm at paramount ease, she lifted us all to the sky, and held us still. "We shall conquer realms together with your power and rule as the last gods!" Suddenly the ground cracked from a distance and I saw a hound running towards Hades. Cerberus it was.

Helena asked, her healer’s mind seeking facts. “I don’t know. She claimed to be a messenger. From the goddess herself.” I turned to Thea. “Is that even possible?” Thea’s expression was deeply troubled. “In theory, yes. The oldest texts speak of divine agents—messengers who walk the mortal world to guide or warn. But they’re supposed to be rare. So rare that most scholars think they’re symbolic.” “Well, I just met a very real, very literal one. And she gave us a deadline.” I looked at each of them. “Six months. Has anyone ever heard of these ‘First Feeders’ outside a story?”

Long ago, the gods of the planet Earth lived among the people living on her. They lived in harmony, even helping in the transition of humankind from simplicity to industry. The people loved them as well, they worshiped them so much to even build them altars and shrines to show their utmost respect. In this harmony did the gods intertwined their beings with the people. In that affiance, they created creatures that are different from the rest of the people that originally lived on Earth. The god of the sea created merpeople when he wedded his beloved human, the god of the sky created the fae and more. One of the gods that lived among the people was Frey.

I follow her as we make our way upstairs. “Fretez was killed by Azadou, he was known as the Demon God, but he wasn’t like the other Gods.” “How so?” I used to love my mother telling me stories about the supernatural world, but now I know most of them are all bullshit. However, I have come to love Isolde’s stories a million times more. When my mother told me stories, it was from an outsider's perspective, full of hate and lies and like some bad version of Chinese Whispers. But Isolde speaks with truth, knowledge, and passion. This is her history and the history of supernaturals like her. I’m understanding among her kind, a High Priest and Priestess aren’t just super powerful, they’re keepers

She said the smile on her lips evident. "One faithful journey of the sun god he met a goddess sharing the skies with him. On special occasions they'll met and share pleasantries but then again and again their meetings turned friendship and friendship evolved into love. The goddess who stole his fiery heart was called Jah or as you werewolves know her, the moon goddess. And from that love blossomed a son (Rejah). To avoid their union meeting the ears of the other gods their love had to be broken, for the safety of their child. Jah brought her son to earth, to live his immortal life as one of her followers, as a skin walker..." "Werewolves?" Thanatos the servant of Moirae needed Rejah, a werew

The no-furs wanted to be filled with their tom's seed and give him kits. Hades had never believed that the Innehavre bond was real. It sounded too much like a fairy tale, too much like something that was told to kits to make them believe in love and magic. So when he came of age, when he was old enough to start thinking about the pleasurable side of using no-furs, Hades had no model other than that of no-furs being little more than holes for his cock.

She was adamant that this old woman was scanning her from head to toe. “The gods are the designers, and we mortals are their playthings. Malum had a gift of showing his people his own presence. His hunters were the swiftest predators in the entire valley, their eyes glew in the dark and they could travel with the speed of wind. In some legends, his most devout followers didn’t even need to rely on weaponry, their claws and sharp fangs all sufficient for taking down even the mightiest of the prey. They became known as, “Achylis”.

Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?" Euphenia relaxed and said, "Yes. Tell me princess how well are you acquainted with the legend of Uraos?" Nezeira, "Not much except that he was the supreme God of Creations." Euphenia, " Hmmmm then you don't know the whole story. Let me tell you about it. Because it is necessary for you to know the history of these Beasts." Nezeira, "History? These were made before?" Euphenia relayed the story to Nezeira about the legend of the Bracelet. Nezeira listened to it and said, "So what do we need at the moment?"

“I’d suggest you sit down, this is going to be a long story.” I nodded then lowered myself to the soft grass and sat down, ready to listen to what she had to say. “Long ago,” she began. “In the celestial realm of Vhal’Zyrr— this is where the gods lived, where the universe was created. There was a young god amongst them— Zerathos, the bringer of dread. He was born from the cosmos itself, his powers sprung from the darkest corners of the universe itself. He had the ability to bend the will of those lesser than him, to make them see, feel and die as he wished. At first, the other gods were surprised by his powers— his creation as a whole. He was ambitious, charismatic and gifted far beyond what