The God Of Hell Novels & Stories

“I can see your point. Even if they believed in you. They’d just take the cases away from us because they would be noteworthy.” “Ah… Those types. We have our own issues. The Hell Hounds are an all-female enforcer team. It doesn’t sit well with some old guard. Our name comes from the idea of that. What would scare a hellhound straight? His mother. So, we took on that name.” Ian had to chuckle at that. “It’s a concept. So, you have issues with sexism?”

"The god of darkness and chaos, followed by his mad faithful exiles to Cynemon." "That's what the history books say," Elhias laughed, seeing his confidence. "Werod was never a deity, he passed himself off as such, but he is only an entity born during the creation of the world and men. An entity so powerful that it makes the goddess Waruld tremble." He then concluded with his gaze lost in the void. "The goddess? Are you a religious fanatic?" asked Taryn, raising an eyebrow. "Don't you believe in the Gods?" Elhias turned to look at her, her gray eyes inspecting her.

Golden divine blood dripped onto the dark veins of the stone. "Lord of the Underworld, Hades." "I swear on my name as the Goddess of Wisdom. I offer you a soul contract." The dark veins erupted with dense black energy. A deep, rasping voice, cold beyond measure, echoed through my mind. "As you wish, my bride."

In the year 2020 AD, a rip in the boundary between hell and earth was discovered by the church, panic arose amongst the clergymen as they sort to close it before it got out of hand, they prayed and fasted for years on end and were finally given a response from heaven as the angel Gabriel came down and gifted them with a book he called THE VULGATE, joy arose amongst the church as plans were made to close the rip in the gates. On the appointed day, the higher ups of the church gathered to perform the Holy ceremony that would close the rip, but a betrayal occurred amongst the clergymen causing the mass to be stopped abruptly before it was concluded, this singular act broke open the gates of hel

“…Then what was the other meaning?” “The opposite of ‘Satan’— instead of opposing the God of Creation… You— will become the guiding light under the God of Creation’s fate. If it’s you, brat— I’m sure there’s one day you would unite the world under his guidance. Not even something like the Celestial gods and apostles could stop you from doing so.”

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?”

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

He walks pass her but she followed him to Yerach’s car. Before she enters, Yerach said to her, “You have a lot of explaining to do.” Azrael let out a breath. Gabriel was God’s second born child, Azrael’s older brother. The leader of God’s Army who defeated his brother at the battle in Heaven. His name describes him all, the Hero of God. But even he leads a high ranking legion of Armies, he still looks like a homeless man with that shabby denim jacket on.

are gods and goddesses of benevolence and malevolence, and though some are mostly evil, they are seldom completely evil. Their job is to tear things down via disaster, ruination, disease, illness, and death. They are an essential part of the eternal cycle of life, death, and rebirth. Human beings, understandably, seek to avoid these torments as much as possible. Monotheism creates a sharper polarization between good and evil. The one Creator is all-good but permits evil to exist under the direction of an archfi end. We console ourselves with the explanation that evil serves to test and demonstrate our moral fi ber and spiritual worthiness. Our fate in the afterlife—eternal heaven or eternal

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v