Novel & Cerita The Divinity Of Her

She patted the space beside her, inviting me to join. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with skin that glowed like the moon itself and eyes that held the depth of galaxies. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders in waves of silver and starlight. But beneath that serene exterior, I sensed a formidable power—a force that could be both nurturing and devastating. How could someone who claimed to be on the side of good have allowed so much suffering? It was hard to reconcile the benevolent deity of our lore with the reality before me.

Not because she was startled but because the coarseness could send the devil running for safety. Right next to where she had been sitting, was what should have been the calm features of the diviner, only that the numerous skulls of animals lining her clothing looks angry and agitated. Even the femininity in her nature, seemed to have been thwarted into building strengths, making her look like a warrior. She is so muscular. The gods help me. I have seen her this close. “Will you stare at me all day or will you answer my question?” The diviners said.

But his voice was quite stern and I could hear him clearly. “I’m standing right in front of the room of that girl, Sir. She is an orphan and a commoner”. “I’ve told you millions of times that I don’t need commoners. Yes, I did ask you to find red-eyed vampires and bring them on our side but I didn’t mean that you could bring commoners. I know that they are of divine blood too but they are too weak and if they are weak that means they are also weak in their relationship with the Goddess”, said the hooded guy

That meant that he was not to be trifled with. James looked at her. He could sense the presence of Macrocosm Power inside her body. A smile crept up on his face. He never thought that that young girl who had only been in the Divine Rank in the past was now a Macrocosm Ancestral God. Even if she was a One-Power Macrocosm Ancestral God, she was still impressive nonetheless.

I say, getting up and putting some space between us. “You are not just a human. You are SO much more than that,” she declares, looking at me with reverence in her silver eyes. “For now, certainly, but that is not where your destiny lies. You wondered why a mere human would be perfect for a God, and that’s because you are no mere human. Your destiny is to arise as the new Goddess of Light. You are perfect for Jartre in every way, as he is for you,” she says joyfully.

Her hair streamed like starlight, her gown seemed woven from moonbeams, and her eyes held the wisdom of ages. The council members dropped to their knees, even Gregory's arrogance crumbling before divine presence. Only I remained standing, one hand cradling my belly as her child's energy reached for its divine patron. I couldn't get down to bow. My belly was too big for that. "My chosen one," the goddess's voice rang with ancient power. "And my stubborn children who refuse to see what I have wrought." "Great, Mother," Gregory prostrated himself. "We seek only to preserve—"

His thoughts were sleep-logged lazy, with a faint edge of worry. “Daddy,” she whispered, lifting her face to his. He rolled onto his side and stroked his fingers into her hair, his lips warm against hers in a not-quite kiss that reflected the tenderness in his eyes. “I grew up with a slave girl,” he murmured. “Who was connected to the gods and goddesses. From birth she could see far deeper into a man’s heart than others. She could touch something that he had touched and from it divine the nature of his soul – were his intentions pure or evil, did he seek to cause harm… These things she could tell.

She stated excitedly. She stood up abruptly and started waking around and fixing all of the things that I touched. "All the books in that chest are for you. Well they were for me but since you are now my soulmate they all are for you." She stated. "You don't care that I am a dark God?" I asked slowly because this made no sense and It seemed suspicious. She actually chuckled a soft chuckle. "I am not a light nor dark God. I am the Goddess that holds all magic." She stated.

The boundaries of mortal comprehension blurred in the face of such divine radiance. As I gazed upon her, I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer magnitude of her existence. She was no longer merely my sister, but a being of cosmic grace and boundless potential. Her essence pulsed with a power that transcended earthly limitations, and I found myself humbled in the presence of such celestial majesty.

Her voice dropped to a hiss. “Because Blackwood found out who I truly was.” A pause. A flash of old shame. Then rage. “I am Divine. A being far older than him. I could draw life—extend mine—forever. And he hated me for it. But I was willing to make him the greatest. I already assisted in telling revelations I saw about his enemies making him win head of the table." She took a step closer to Avery, who lay defenseless, bleeding, her belly rising and falling as her baby fought with her.