The God Of Hell Novels & Stories

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to the wolves. “Help? Do you think my nieces would have called me, if I needed help bringing down those two little animals? My name is Lady Hel, I am the Queen of Niflhel, queen of Hell.” Lady Hel said, as she looked at the shocked faces of all the wolves. “Wait, we were taught that Satan aka the devil is the ruler of hell?” Lucky asked confused. Lady Hel laughed. “I am a where of what you humans call the ruler of Hell. Nifhel is divided into different sectors. Satan as you call it, reigns over one sector. Most of you humans end up in his sector, which is why you don't know of any other parts of Nifhel. I created all the sectors of Nifhel.” Lady Hel

The metal had solidified. It wasn't white-hot anymore. It wasn't the matte-black of standard iron. It was a perfectly smooth, heavy ingot the size of a coffin. But it didn't reflect any light. Looking at it was like looking at a hole cut out of the universe. It was a solid block of localized, infinite hunger. "Gods," Cord breathed, slowly letting go of the frozen crucible and shifting back to his human form, his chest heaving as he stared at the ingot.

Just as the other Alpha was about to slash his hand - A pillar of fire erupted around the chalice and in the dimming sky above us spread the wings of an infernal beast. The Duke of Hell had arrived and with a serpent’s smile hissed out the words; “I love a dramatic entrance.”

The so-called Sun God was actually a kind of devil. A supreme evil spirit that condensed heaven and earth, yin and yang. All the ghosts in the forest were his food, the energy he absorbed, and the ingredients for his Devil Aura. It was like this guy was the foundation of this jungle. Through everything in the jungle, he could turn everything in the jungle into his own. "Holy Essence is the strongest among our True Gods souls." "No one knows which era he came from, but almost all the top figures here went here later than him."

It had some poorly translated sub-titles running along the bottom and seemed to be a series of lectures on morality and how the gods would punish sinners in one or more of the Werewolf religion’s four hells. Why they needed four hells had never been made quite clear to Keanna. From what she could figure out, each one specialized in various transgressions, though all of them seemed equally unpleasant. She tried not to question Haggoz too much about it. It pleased him for Keanna to watch the lectures, and that was enough.

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

"Of course. We are responsible for mining all natural resources that provide wealth. Half of hell is filled with mines where my servants have spent their time mining for golds and diamonds of all kinds. I am the most wealthiest of the gods" he replied " Hell is also the realm underneath the world, where living creatures dwell, we are the foundation for your soils, and from your soils breathe food and crops that you feed on and live your lives with, water that gives everything around you life. God of wealth encompasses all of that" he explained "Wow" I said, completely impressed. This was huge. "So if anything were to happen to hell, maybe it's... destruction. It could affect the world also?"

I scoff at the petty threat. “Do you’re worst, Beast. I am Fenrir, the God Of Hell. She is too fucking young to understand. She won’t miss what she doesn’t have. I will return it to her when she is old enough to understand.” I bite back at him and he whimpers, not for me but for Gaia.