Romans & histoires The First Descendant Divine Punishment Blueprint

Karma, the first born of the current generation of Regal Vampires stated. "You sure are always worked up for power, Big sis. But, do you even know the way to those fragile, magical, enchanted fairies?" Kieran laughed like he can't believe what he said was true. "I don't even know why those things are holding the serpents. It's not so like them", the two of them shared laughter before sharing a drink from a person they killed a while ago. In her most sophisticated way, Karma raised the guy's right arm. "For eternity?" as she looks at Kieran who did the same thing on the guy's right arm. "For eternity" and they suck the remaining life of the poor man.

After Patrick finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze, unwilling to look at Belinda for even a second longer. Audrey then said, “Your husband cheated on you, your daughter and you are estranged, your three sons are useless and are getting divorced, while the adopted daughter you put over two decades of blood, sweat, and tears into was indirectly driven to her death by you. It’s all your divine retribution. “You were heartless and ungrateful and caused my parents’ and my aunt’s death. God is watching and will do unto you and your descendants everything you have sown—just you wait. Everyone has to pay for their wrongs.”

My forefather? "Rebelled?" I said, finding it difficult to comprehend. How come a god would rebel? What took place? As though he were lost in time, the Harbinger's eyes shifted away. "The First Flame did not submit to the holy council's decision. He was a staunch supporter of freedom, even if it meant destroying everything that stood in his way. He was punished by being banished into space and restrained by unbreakable shackles. But his rebellion is marked by his bloodline, the bloodline that runs through you.

“And there is more. I'm afraid, if Luna Nyma is forced to return to this Court, if she is coerced or manipulated against her will, the magic will not punish but defend her.” She turned her full gaze to the dais. “It will punish him.” Gasps again. This time heavier. Some flinched. “What punishment?” demanded Beta Theon Drest, voice like a sword drawn half from its sheath. “His heart may rupture under divine backlash. His soul might be severed from his Lycan. Or worse—his bloodline might bear the stain of this dishonor for generations. Sons born without Lycan or wolves. Daughters cursed to never bond. It could be anythings or all.”

Karim stood among them and smiled. The divine being took over the spheres with his dark power and they burst, turning into dust and returning to him as it should be from the beginning. "An ingenious plan, Akiner." The voice of both uniting in a single sound. " I know my son has cursed you, but now I will definitely determine your punishment." The voice echoed through the place, making all beings, even the wolves that were considered owners of others, to be chained. "We are your gods, those who created you and only for us, you exist. They are ungrateful children who fight for attention, as if they were still crawling. The chance has been given, but you don’t deserve it anymore."

"I'm questioning a system that says a forced bond is more sacred than chosen love. I'm questioning whether divine doesn't sometimes just mean old and unwilling to change. And yeah, maybe that's blasphemy. But I'd rather be blasphemous and free than obedient and destroyed." "You don't understand what you're inviting." The father's voice dropped, urgent now instead of just condemning. "The Moon doesn't forget defiance. Doesn't forgive those who spit on its laws. You've been warned once. Marked. Given a chance to correct course. If you continue down this path, if you keep choosing this unnatural bond, the consequences won't just touch you. They'll touch him. His pack. Everyone connected to this

The Thirteen Fallen Gods & Their Bloodlines "From their ash, we rose. From their blood, we were born." A ripple went through the room as everyone leaned forward. Professor Valewyn’s voice dropped to a reverent hush, like she was sharing a sacred truth. “Each god ruled a fundamental force. When they were destroyed during the Divine War, their essence splintered, embedding fragments in mortals. Those fragments became bloodlines. Every godblood born today descends from one of these divine sources. Whether you know it or not.” She gestured to the first symbol: a flame that flickered real fire.

Behind her, Below-Prayer opened wider. Divine names peeled from the little shrines under the freeway and flew into its mouth like moths. The Well Spirit shrieked. The Stove God cursed in three dialects. The system gave me an option so bright it hurt to see. [Total seizure authorized under wartime necessity.] [Targets: all dead contracts, Daniel Hart, minor gods in collapse radius.] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase.]

"Because I slaughtered your precious creations." "If I were still angry about that, you wouldn't be standing here." The light shifted softly around me. "I am the Divine Authority. I abandoned the Earth and its gods to their choices long ago. You were given freedom, and freedom carries consequences, so I do not interfere. I do not mourn your decisions. If you discover a way beyond those consequences, then you discover one." I lowered my gaze. "It doesn't feel that simple." "No?" "I feel..." The words resisted me. "As though I've committed a crime so singular that you've answered it with a punishment meant only for me."

"I don't know whether demons are real or not, but when I read the legend of the formation of Lithonia, I realized that there are many things in this world that I have never met. Devils, just like Gods. They are not the same as us, ordinary humans. But there is one fact that I knew a few years ago about the kings who once ruled Lithonia. The first king was a descendant of Gods, it made him inherit a very large and often hidden mysterious power. The fact that only the descendants of the first king could inherit that power. But until now, I don't know what kind of secret power the royal descendants possessed," "Divine power? does it have something to do with the mysterious storm that hit Lithon