The God Of Speed Novels & Stories

"Naturally!" Godric hurried as Jisaya was waiting for him to drive him into town. Since the hostel was far away, the priest had been offered a car service. After all, the guest of honor shouldn't be late, let alone rush to the sermon. Again Godric warned his companion neither to pedal the large family car nor to urge the driver to drive faster. Louis just raised an eyebrow, laughed something. Of course, he couldn't help but witness Lucifer's urge for speed. The sooner the men arrived in town. Since Godric had planned a little time and wanted breakfast, he asked Jisaya to let him get off at a supermarket parking lot. Not only because he felt sick from the fast driving, but because he had seen

Destiny moved at a speed that was difficult to follow. His feet were as deft as the boots of the wind itself, and even one famous for his speed like Hermes of the 2nd Heaven would have been surprised by what he was seeing. Even though he was not using any inner energy, with his outer energy alone, he had strengthened his physical body to the extent that running at such high speeds did not cause any detriment to him. The only one who was affected by his speed was his enemy. If this were any other foe, Destiny’s speed would have already settled the contest, but his foe was a creature that was neither dead nor alive.

“Of course, I do!” Matty was extremely excited as he continued chattering, “Do you know of the King of Racing Competition? There’s a Goddess of Racing who has never revealed her face, and who has won three times in a row! My dream is to surpass her one day and gain the title of the God of Racing!” Sienna was silent for a while and did not say anything. Bona, who was in the back seat, laughed out loud and said unceremoniously, “In that case, your dream is really far away.”

*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

"You talk like a prophet of God, sir. Have you spoken to God before?" "No!" Blackwheel replied firmly, feeling amused. "But I have heard a lot about him. It seems like he is a good man who cares a lot about his followers." "He is more than a good man. He is perfection! He sees more than we can ever see! He smells danger even when we are busy complaining about his attitude and silence. God is love, sir! Now, if you don't mind, I would love to hear what you wanted to say about God's appearance."

"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.

said the god of the bed. He and a group of gods disappeared, and the president swallowed hard. The reality was that everything was starting to escalate faster than I could process. This is a game of speed, Kate said. And that was true.

Chase raised his eyes to look at the screen, his excitement spilling into his expression. “That wheelie has the world record for the fastest launch, and only one person ever used it. The inventor of that move was the F1 champion for four terms running. They say he’s the best racer the world has seen thus far, and some call him the international racing god. He set countless records in the racing scene that no one has managed to break to this day.” Shock washed over the audience’s expression in waves as Chase explained.

They would each repeat the very words said on this night because no better speech had been given to reassure the people. Though the time would be very different and perhaps there would spaceships and flying cars, or the world will be in ruins after humans have destroyed themselves…the speech and its effects would remain the same. All because one young women was dared promised to her godfather, the legacy that she creates and leaves behind for her future generations is one that can never be surpassed, but instead simply recreated time and time again.

My hands tighten on the wheel. My mind races. Not with fear. Never with fear. Calculation. Who. Because this isn’t an accident. It’s never an accident. Not with me. Not with what I’ve built. Not now. Arena. The name hits like a spark. It’s a message. And she loves messages. I press harder on the accelerator. The city blurs. Lights streaking past. Nothing matters except getting there. Seeing it. Understanding it. Because once I understand it I end it.