Novel & Cerita The God Game Play

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :) xoxo, Ronnie

Then Natasha’s voice cuts through my tortured thoughts. “The first game is called…” she pauses, her grin so wide it could swallow the sun, “…The Strongest Ass.” The strongest… what? My brain tries to process this. Oh God, please tell me it’s not what I think it is. She smiles, waving her hands as if she’s conducting an orchestra of chaos. “This game is simple. If the person you’re rooting for has a strong ass that can break iron, he will win!” The crowd erupts…cheering, clapping, shouting. I clutch my head. Everyone here is insane.

Whether they be powerful or lesser ones, they’d been given a chance to win the holy throne. The rules were simple, each of them chose a young mortal to be their champion, granting them their powers and weapons, and they would place them in a magical world they created as an arena. Whoever reached the finish line on the other side of the world first would be the winner, the winning god would become the next Supreme God, and the winning champion would be granted whatever desire to reshape our world. All the pantheons happily accepted the proposal, and so they dubbed it: the Game of Heavens and Earth.

Claire then lifted it up to see what was in it. When the box was opened, Claire found that it was a game play set that looked quite sophisticated. Claire blew the dust on top of the box, then began to read the writing on it. “The Myth. Complete each mission as the god or goddess of Greek mythology of your choice. Completed with face and body scans. Feel the sensation of being in the game with your own face and body,” said Claire reading the text. "Wow, that's interesting. So, my face and body will become the character of my choice in the game?” she muttered again. She then smiled faintly. Maybe playing games would make her forget her predicament for a while, she thought.

“You meddle. You always meddle.” “Better than watching you chew through mortals for sport.” The bark ripples. Faces form briefly, with old, hollow-eyed remnants of past contestants. Their mouths move, whispering prayers that never reached gods. The forest breathes through them. “They entered willingly. The Game feeds because the goddess must feed. It is the order of things.” I draw another sigil, remaining stubborn. “Order’s overrated.” The ground cracks open an inch beside me, just enough to send a warning tremor up my spine.

“Seven Chosen for the Game of Sins.” Farrah muttered as she read the headline in the paper. Her fingers trembled slightly as she turned the page. The ink was smudged, but she could still make out the words printed beneath the headline. [ The Rules of the Game ] [ 1. Only the Cursed may enter the Game. Those whose names are written upon the Statue of Avarra shall be pulled into the Trials. You cannot summon yourself, nor refuse the call once chosen. ]

The man is already in action down there. "Ssh ... Ahh ..." Caramel sighed, spontaneously. Kenzo's tongue began to lick Caramel's lower body, repeatedly. Then Kenzo crushed and invaded the whole in Caramel's crotch. He pressed hard with his tongue, causing Caramel to scream out loud. "Stop ... Stop ... Stop ..." Caramel chanted. There is no tenderness or love in their play. Kenzo provides pain and pleasure mingled into one. "I said stop !!" screamed Caramel with all his might.

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

A divine move is one that is non-obvious and it balances strategy and tactics to turn a losing game into a winning play. It comes from the 神の一手 Kami no Itte, meaning "move of God" or "Godly move". It is used in teaching as a motivation to look again at positions in games and consider not just the obvious moves but the less apparent and more innovative ones as well. A divine move is singular- they are of such a rarity that a full-time Go player might play a single such move in a lifetime.

It seems like he is trying to concentrate on what he is doing. "Are gods supposed to clean?" "We do everything that humans do, Isabella. The only difference is our powers and status." He answers. "So you're a human but a god." He stares up at me blankly and his movements stops. "Not today, Isabella." "How am I your mate then. I know that gods don't have mates." I continue to push. "Not today, Isabella." "Not today, Isabella." I repeat his words in a mocking tone and he doesn't spare me a glance as I expected.