The God Journey นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The Conclave was held in a place that didn't exist on any human map. We traveled for two days. First by car through winding mountain roads, then on foot through a pass that seemed to appear only when the moonlight hit the stones at a certain angle. Fenra and three of her strongest wolves accompanied us—silent, watchful, their golden eyes scanning the shadows for threats that never materialized but always felt present. Kael walked beside me. He hadn't spoken much since we left Fenrir territory. His silence wasn't cold—it was focused. The silence of a man preparing for war.

This was survival. By afternoon, I was wrecked. Every nerve fried. Kieran finally yawned, dropped the stuffed dinosaur, and wandered toward his room. I followed at a careful distance, praying he was tired enough to stay put. He climbed into bed without a word, curled on his side, and shut his eyes. I stood there, holding my breath and waiting, just hearing his slow, steady breathing. “…thank God,” I muttered, backing away and puffing out a breath. I needed air. Real air.

The engine growls against the current. “This is it,” he says quietly. I stare at the drowned landscape ahead. “The Goddess has already claimed it.” The wipers drag across the glass one last time before freezing in place, overworked and useless. Water pours over the hood. “Do we go in?” Elias asks. Cassian nods once. “We go in.” And as our jeep crosses the invisible line between safety and the Goddess’s wrath, thunder explodes above us — not a warning this time, but a welcome.

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I asked Gabriel as we lifted into the air and soared towards The Clearing. The Clearing is what we call The Garden of Eden. Only Divinity can access it. Though, mortals from other god sects have wandered in by accident. It has a security system that detects mortals and brings them back to where they entered and seals itself off to them from then on. It’s kind of like a living version of AI. “Gabriel, Emerial, Lucifer.” God said as we landed in The Clearing. “Elijah.” Lucifer said back. “Back to that again, Luci?” God asked.

Why in Horus do they need him? There’s only one way to find out. That night, after the children are put to bed on the breezy sleep porch of the house, Grandfather slips out to his personal transport and keys for a destination far away. He’s completely unaware that I’m aboard, watching in excitement. The trip takes hours… it’s hard for a child to hold their bladder. Grandfather has to stop a few times, and I take full advantage- grateful that he’s a lot slower than me- before scuttling back to the transport. I notice that we’re headed to the mountains. There are a few mountains in our world, but this particular range is the only one that seems perennially shrouded in mist at the summit. It lo

It feels like I was pushing a huge rock and didn’t make it to move. Anubis smiled in a sinister way. His eyes stare back at me with his black orbs’ pupils. “This isn’t funny for telling me you are meeting some God. Isn’t that insulting?” “What? —” My voice trailed off, “What are you talking about? Why do you keep talking about a God?” I tried to hide anything that he can tell I know a God. But when I think more of it, his name, and his aura. It isn’t just right like a human. “Are you a God?”

He almost felt warm all over, and for the first time he noticed just how breathtakingly beautiful she was. Christian Ayettey groaned inwardly. What the fuck was happening to him?

All he felt was frustration and defeat. ‘How could they think that just because a god says it will happen means it’s the only thing that will happen?’ he thinks to himself. More and more questions form in his head when he sees a sliver of light luring him a little further from the beach. The light moves in an S-like wave following the wind’s path. He stares at the light, cautious as he’s high with his emotions. A translucent shape of a woman beckons at him to follow. He squints trying to see if the woman he saw was real, despite that he still follows her. He walks into a ravine surrounded by glowing leaves at its tips, the ground with leaks of water from the stream nearby. He walks further d