The God Journey の小説・ストーリー

*Then the room went soundless, all there are Taso and Elaine' voices speaking* I'll tell you the truth My name is the same, Tasoshi says but my identity you do not know, actually I am a God who was transmigrated here. What? You're a god, then you know everything in the entire universe, right? Yes, what do you want to ask? I'll ask you these, do you know who gave me my holy sword? Yes! And such a simple question It's my little brother The god of affinity Alpha saya. What do you mean your god, why is there another god? Ok then I'll tell you everything, there are 10 universes in the entire multiverse right now we're in the

"You will remain here." The streets below were home only to ghosts and shadows now. The people were cowering in whatever safe haven they could find, whether it be the claustrophobic aisles of a department store or the dark back room of an office. Anywhere was better than the bubbling mire outside. The heat from the burning blood would not affect the deity who once walked in his own volcanic Eden. Nor did it affect the creatures he crafted but it certainly made their way more taxing. Isaac watched as a soft haze encapsulated the God's body and slowly, he began to fade, glowing translucent and glorious.

I had been so sure that the man in the river was my mate, and now that I knew it was Zayn, I didn't know what to do. Zayn seemed to sense my confusion. "Are you looking for something?" he asked, his eyes searching mine. I hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell him the truth. "I'm on a journey," I said, my voice shaky. "The Moon Goddess is leading me somewhere, and I'm not sure where that is." And immediately we struck up a conversation. We talked about the recent past after Adrian died and the war. I listened as Zayn recounted his experiences, and I was surprised by the depth of his pain and sorrow.

Another respectful and courageous move of this man was his traveling into space, and the idea came into his mind a few years before he had the dangerous opportunity to venture into space despite its dangerous condition, and the burning heat from sun, a journey many scientists had said not to be possible. He had been indoor or alone for long before his forceful company of the Sinners temple cartel, he decided to visit a place he alone use to refer to.as shrine or temple, the people of the new world called it church or mosque, he went into one of it and it was into the one called church, he was expecting to see God there, he had many pressing matters to discuss with him, if truly Eledumare was

James looked at her in disbelief. Thea warned him. “Stop prying. I won’t let you off the hook so easily if you ever do it again.” After speaking, she disappeared from his sight. James touched his chin and muttered, “A Caelum Ancestral God sure is amazing. Mount Heavenly Path is the Lord of the Universe’s territory. Yet, she can come and go as she pleases.” James chuckled. He began to study the Heavenly Path out of sheer boredom. With the Heavenly Path, he could easily learn about the events happening in every corner of the universe.

"There was a misunderstanding, but that does not diminish your worth. You are loved, and you will find your path." Theo felt a sense of gratitude welling up inside him as he gazed into the Goddess's eyes, her words echoing in his heart. With a newfound sense of hope burning within him, he knew that he would emerge from this trial stronger than ever before. And as he watched the Goddess fade into the night, he felt a sense of peace settle over him, knowing that he was not alone on this journey.

Mortals cowered, their eyes cast skyward in awe and fear. I was not here to be seen. Not yet. But something stirred, pulling me closer. A strange hum, faint yet persistent, whispered against my senses. It was different from the cries of frightened humans or the prayers they murmured to deities they believed still cared. This was something else—a tether pulling me down. Intriguing. Mortal lands held no place for gods, and yet here I was, standing on the precipice of their world, compelled by… curiosity. With a single thought, I descended.

“Or it just started the war.” They reached the impact zone within minutes. What had once been a forest was now a crater of molten glass and smoking ruin. At its center lay the god. No longer vast. No longer untouchable. Just a towering, broken being of scorched gold and flesh, half-buried in a ring of fire that flickered weakly around him. The god coughed, actually coughed, and blood spilled from his mouth in glowing ribbons. Lyra stepped forward without hesitation. “You feel it now, don’t you?”

Alpha Antonio laughed like he found my answer ridiculous. He was still chuckling when he turned around the book and the words became rather visible. “ It’s just English but he made it look like another language,” he explained. I don’t know who wrote this. My mind told me that it was their father but there are too many questions to prove that. Why would their father leave a journal? If he knows that there is a large chance for it to be found by us? “ It shows us the direction of the abode of the gods and goddesses. Apparently, each god and goddesses have their own abode. An own mountain to protect, to make their home and do their duty,” he furthered.

He was finding the pieces, one by one, and the picture they were forming was of a man, not just a god. The next morning, they continued their journey. They had no destination now, other than ‘away’. Away from Theron, away from the memories, towards a future they couldn’t see. Kael led them, his inner compass now tuned to safety, to places where the land felt calm and whole. He avoided villages and well-travelled paths, guiding them through a wilderness that was slowly waking from winter. Buds were forming on the trees. The snow was retreating to stubborn patches in the deepest shadows.