The God Journey นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Navigating through the forest was not as easy as the masters had predicted. But that was partly due to the malfunctioning compass which had misled them twice. Goddison had taken charge after the third trial had failed. He was leading them now, through a path in the forest, trusting his nose and ears. Mary on the other hand had said fewer words since they departed four days ago. She had kept to herself, speaking only when spoken to. As usual, there was no age on her face, despite the scorching heat, her expression was plain, yet each time Jide looked in her direction, the woman was always muttering to herself. It was called prayer, Jide had learned from one of the masters, which made him wond

Killing Isimud was a misstep, and would not lead to this story’s proper ending. Jimmy let the sword fall, but held Isimud’s gaze. Isimud raised a mocking eyebrow. There was something he was missing. What was it Isimud had said about his story? That it was the antidote to God’s story. Creation was God’s story and God was trapped in it, because He could only perceive Himself as the characters within that story. This was a core belief of Isimud’s heresy, but it might also be the key to Jimmy’s success. If we are all really one God, trapped in the story of creation, unable to see ourselves as anything other than individual characters, then that would mean . . . Jimmy turned away from Isimud and

The tired Demon wanted nothing more than to go sit on the floor near the fire and listen to his lover's slightly off-tune singing that was still pretty to him. Wound took up a chair at the kitchen table and drummed on the book. He wasn't going to be able to justify his sabbatical much longer. Jinx was embedded in a journey to Godhood and Wound knew he would need his aid at some point. The standing God of Chaos was readying to fight. And Wound had mixed feelings about the whole situation.

The man never lost his smile, and the child was even more convinced to give him all his attention. "It is a story that few people know" he began, never moving from the initial position; apparently he had no intention of uncovering his face, not even to narrate. "This story takes place not long ago, in a small town to the east, where the sun rises. The Zolhay Order had recently built a cathedral, and had begun to recruit young boys and girls to educate. The girls were destined to become Servants of the Gods, while the boys would take the path of Researchers. Do you know what they are?" The man looked at him, with a patient smile. Ystal nodded. He had heard about it, always from his family.

With unwavering determination, they solved the labyrinth's intricate puzzles, their minds bending to the strange logic of this otherworldly realm. At the labyrinth's core, they found the second God's Supreme soul, a beacon of hope amidst the chaos. They carefully retrieved the soul, its ethereal energy warming their spirits. Their journey now took them back to the familiar realm of humanity, a world grappling with the absence of the God Supreme's guiding light. They knew that the final soul fragment lay hidden within the human world, disguised amidst the chaos of everyday life. With renewed determination, they scoured the bustling cities, the tranquil countryside, and the hidden corners of t

“Not a problem. If I can take down a High God--” “Tyrel has been in slumber for many years, and is weaker than most at the moment. I fear you will be less successful in your next fight.” Journia’s eyes flickered, her attention moving past them for a moment before returning. “I will leave now.” She threw her arm out and waited for a moment as she summoned Tyrel into her hand. His neck was covered by her fist, and just like that, the two Gods disappeared.

"Junior's fur feels like it's being rubbed the wrong way." Kord nodded. "I would suggest you get out of there before something else finds you. Especially if you have no idea where you are or where you're headed. Was Anda your only guide?" "Yes," Ten answered from Saint's mouth. "I have never traveled the Gateway without the goddess. Never even knew of its existence before walking it with Anda, Kiema, and Xander's tiger. The God Realms were merely whispered about as ancient legends when I was but a youngling. I was positively gobsmacked when Anda took me with her to help Kiema."

He seemed to enjoy showing off, and continued to say: - How much do you know about the gods? Deya most of all wanted to be as far away from the sorcerer and his conversations as possible, but so far this was impossible, and she decided to play along with him. Doing her best to sound calm and not hateful, she replied: -No more than the rest. The old man nodded. Deja did not understand whether he was nodding to her or to his own thoughts. He went to the next tripod and lit a fire there too.

Then suddenly Lauren's surrounding turned white and next thing he sees is a middle-aged man sitting opposite to him brewing tea, Lauren knew who he was he was God, the one who sent him to the pokemon world, Lauren didn't know what to say so he stayed there looking at God silently after some time God finished brewing the ten and suddenly two cups appeared before them, he slowly poured the tea in these cups and passed one to Lauren, Lauren bowed and picked it and took a sip God "So Lauren tell me how is your new life" Hearing God's question Lauren quickly got to know that he didn't die but was brought here by God Lauren "It was a very fun and exciting experience, I felt very alive and like a k

I can’t see the whole title, but it is about gods and deities. ”I didn’t know you were interested in those kind of books, I thought you only love history books because that’s what I always saw you were reading.” I said to her still looking at the book. Weird. I don’t like that kind of book, but I think I wanna read them because of my weird dreams. A figment scattered dreams of mine that felt like true. I saw green eyes of a man and woman whose blurry in my dream, then I heard about god of I don’t know.