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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

Everything was ruined the moment I pursued traces of the Promised Land. Inasmuch as I hate to admit this, I am not an Elder God. I wasn't alive during the time Odin unified the 1st Heaven and conquered Yggdrasil. I wasn't present when Zeus felled Cronos and rose to the seat of godking of the 2nd Heaven. And I definitely wasn't alive when Seth slaughtered his entire family. To me, these things were legends; they were myths. And honestly, I never believed any of them. After all, these people were gods like myself. I knew that I definitely couldn't do the things that they had done, so how could they? Surely the rumors about them were exaggerated and their lores overstated. At least, that's what

Hoder then put Odin's hand on his statue and it received the breath of life. Then the happy Hoder invited all the Aesir to Idovall, the great central plain of Asgard. But great were the astonishment and disappointment of the gods when Hoder introduced the new Baldur. Several Aesir spoke of affront and disrespect to Baldur's memory, because the new Baldur was hideous and hunchbacked. Frigg and Odin's hearts were further hurt, and the latter condemned Hoder to exile, by promising him that his next born brother would come to claim justice for Baldur. However, Mimir the "god of remembrance", Vidar the "god of revenge", Bragi the "god of poetry and the arts" and Thor the "god of lightning and war

He asked Tres about it and he said that she was Demeter—the goddess of food, basically. James looked up and saw that once again, the high ceiling was painted with extreme attention to detail. This time however, instead of Zeus or Poseidon, it was of fields of wheat, corn, fruit trees, and cattle grazing in prairies. There were numerous beautiful, petite-framed women dancing in the fields and laying offerings at the feet of a seated Demeter. Suddenly, Tres broke into his concentration. “I think my popularity points just went up a few notches.” “What? Why do you say that?” asked James.

she said wrapping her arm around my shoulder as she lead me through the forest. "I can't deal with Dallas and her mightier than thou, God complex." As long as Dallas is around to influence Creed. My plans to save him were moot. Hera snorted. "She's a Cacciatore alright." "You know about them?" I asked and she nodded. "Yeah, one of the first tribes of supernatural hunters. When you sharing a neighborhood you have to know your neighbors," she chuckled. "Are you telling me that your pack lives in the same forest as hunters?"

Her enthusiasm was rewarded by the gods, and the door she had longed for appeared before her eyes after going through an extremely arduous journey, hanging herlife countless times before death scythe. This mountain range is home to all the powerful gods worshiped by all mankind. The entire large area was covered with the mist of the god that Lizzie was serving. From the time when heaven and earth had not yet formed, a book called The Origins appeared. It used its magic to mold the two beings, Rherus and Rhodri. As soon as they opened their eyes, the book had absorbed almost all of its essence. In this way, they built land and life, creating the first humans. Then, gradually the Book of Origi

Wow, you're much more laid-back than in the stories," she said. ''Aren't we all?'' I muttered. ''What do the stories say about me?'' Hermes asked, curious. ''Well, the legend says that you're the jack of all trades among the gods. You have wings, two sets of wings on your back and feet, and you are the only god with free passage between Mount Olympus, Earth, and even the underworld. Some even say you're the god of trickery and the slayer of monsters," she said. ''Legend says, what about you? What do you believe?'' Hermes asked.

He mumbled to himself. "Oh you know of it?" Markous asked intrigued. He didn't expect a human to know the tale, and any who previously had recognized it, usually spat at the mural and all it represented. Stories said the non humans were created by the gods while they were bored and experimenting with their powers. But the gods felt their creations were flawed... And needed to be disposed of. Velhade a god of war on the other hand found them fascinating and admired their strength while he found humans to be the more flawed creature. He abandoned the heavens bringing the creatures together to fight for survival as humans began a purge having been brought a vision by the gods. In the end that