The Literal God Novels & Stories

" He called but the time machine itself disappeared. Then Luis Park looked at Butt. "Butt! Hear me what is that?!!" "That is a God...Real God's!" "Ah..." Silenced! "Butt stand up! We are going to run!" Luis Park yelled at him. "No!" "Why?" Luis Park asked. "We can't escape Real God's!" "Ah..." Luis Park was taken aback by the sudden truth... "My Immortal God will help!" "Your God?" "Is your God stronger than Higher God? A real God?"

“You cannot treat a child in such a manner; she is not a pet, Hades. She is your niece. Family. Have you no shame?” Elika allowed a slight smile to slither across her lips, impressed that the goddess would stand up to one of the great forces of this realm for someone she did not know. For her. This meant something to the young immortal as she laid on the stone ground, kindness a difficult thing to come across in the dark worlds of the universe. She knew then that the goddess was a spark, someone that she needed to help, and in return, ask her for loyalty. But first, she herself had to escape the clutches of the king of hell. Hades snarled, turning towards the woman he had forced to marry him

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

“The Book of Kings.” Azazel nods, “At first, we weren’t sure what we’d find. Because not only is it in Latin, but the scriptures are quite involved.” He scrolls through the book and opens it to a specific page. “Then we saw this, Pestifer Mundi, the destroyer of worlds. At first, it discusses the plagues, but as we continued to read, we found information about Lana.”

The side road cuts through the main road, making the overall road form a perfect snowflake shape. “This is the largest city of Littvy, the territory protected by the god of Space and Architecture belonging to the Traus Empire.” When Amelia said those words, her face turned bright red, accompanied by a very sweet smile. “He is the seventy-second god, and also the last, created by the Book of Origins. For the first gods like our father, he is very young, in fact he is almost ten thousand years old." That was the god that my father often mentioned. He was also the thorn that made my father itchy and uncomfortable whenever he heard it.

It hurts me deeply, scaring my ears and senses. He laughs. "At least I kept my little Eve alive," he teases - a reference to an old, dusty-covered brown book of symbols and prophets. "I am the one true GOD," he boasts, bringing us to a landing by what looks to be a decent-sized civilization. "So there are people alive!" I cry with excitement. "Not people," he tuts and ways a finger in my eyes. "Men!" That last word drips with venom. His fangs bear and he looks less human and more wolf, just for a split second.

"But the Chain Keepers—" "Found mentions of an imprisoned god of light. They didn't understand that 'light' was mistranslation. The original word meant 'without shadow' – not bright, but undefined. No shadow because no form to cast it." I felt cold despite the void's lack of temperature. "If it's released..."

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

Adrian stated " Hey Lena I'm sorry this is coming to you now but the truth is..... You are the vessel of the star or the one you kind call gods. Tou are the embodiment of one the greatest gods in history and he chose tou to be his vessel. He died years ago but his spirit has been passed down into you. You see there is a life beyond this place. The one of good and the one of evil. Your kind calls it the heaven and hell, But we call it the Ludus and the abyss. We are sent to bring you into the Ludus so you can help with the war of that would soon befall mankind. Their is a great argument between the Ludus and the Abyss all because of you. The abyss wants the spirit of the god that breathes in

Bob said, “For an academician, you’re quite slow.” Byron scowled. “It’s the bible, isn’t it?” Bob asked Lex. “Yes.” Lex’s eyes were distant. “And if I remember correctly the bible referred to Hades as the god of the underworld he was feared and only the mention of his name can awaken death, Hades’ humble servant.” “Oh,” Byron exclaimed, “The mention of his name invokes death, is that it?” “Yes.” “But,” Bob said. “Is Hades not synonymous to…?”