The Story Of Mankind Novels & Stories

"It's a long story, Aurora. A story of greed and ambition, of power and betrayal." "Tell me," I pleaded, my curiosity piqued. "I want to understand." He hesitated, his eyes searching mine. "It's not easy to explain," he said finally. "But I will try." He began to speak, his voice low and measured, recounting the history of our people, the conflict that had simmered for generations. He spoke of the humans' insatiable desire for our land, their hunger for power, their relentless pursuit of dominance. He spoke of the sacrifices made, the battles fought, the lives lost.

I say running my hands down my face in an anxious manner. “I’m getting to that, Enki one of the Annunaki who created man was very fond of mankind and didn’t want to see them destroyed so he told one man Known as Gilgamesh what Yahweh had decided. Which allowed him time to build what you know as an arch to help preserve humans.” “You mean, the whole Noah and the Arch thing was actually real too?” I shout interrupting him. “Would you like me to finish now.” He says patiently waiting for me to regain my composure.

Being well aware of the unfolding of the story of my own life that was written and read by someone else, in a world many light years of the one in which I lived. When humanity was created, a prophecy was made. They were condemned for the sin committed in the Garden of Eden, so it was determined that one day darkness would take over every corner of the planet on which they lived, and that the fate of the human race would be decided, because the Creator was not happy with all the second chances given to his children, because they continued to surrender to sins and the rot coming from hell. The Creator got tired of humanity.

MY FOURTH GRADE TEACHER had been a fan of Greek mythology and he'd told us many of their stories. "I think so," I said, trying to mentally calculate how long this conversation needed to be to convince Dad we'd had our little heart-to-heart conversation. "It has something to do with curiosity, right?" "You're correct, Tru. It starts out as an origin story, explaining how humans came to this earth." I picked at my nails absently. "Like Adam and Eve?"

another child asked. “No, it won’t. The creator made man skin so hard that it was impossible for it to be torn apart by the teeth of any animal. Because of this natural weapon that man possessed, all the animals envied him. One day, as man was walking along the forest, he saw a baby lion, and he was hungry. In his bid to satisfy his hunger, he killed and ate the baby lion secretly. After a couple of months, man became so wicked that he consented in killing the children of all the animals. He achieved his act of wickedness in less than a week.” “How can he eat all the animals’ children in one week?” the little girl Ibekwe deceived, asked.

she said, keeping her eyes on the cloud spell she was brewing. We were five, Guardians of the Sky. Yes, we exist. There are other guardians too, of the sea, the sun,the forest, and under the earth, all led by our supreme guardian, Mother Nature. Once a guardian has lived up to a hundred years, she's allowed to visit the human realm, and that was how I met Eugene. He was the most handsome and well-mannered man I'd ever met. Actually, he was the first man I'd ever met, but I doubt all men are like him.

Since then, humans regained their greatest power, their collective knowledge, enabling them to rival gods and demons. The rhythm of throne life unfolds in a cyclical pattern: beginning with the realm of the Gods, followed by the domain of the Asura, and eventually transitioning to the era of humans. This sequence is the natural order of events within this recurring cycle. In Babel, life underwent a transformative shift. Every citizen had their existence documented, their name was recorded, allowing them to return to their prime years, whether it be 25 or 30, living in an era they deemed best. Death became a concept of the past, and humanity embarked on extended voyages into space.

The moment I heard her words, I knew what her intentions were and understood why the gods banished her. Humans were the first inhabitants of the planet; they evolved, and the gods endowed them with unparalleled powers and abilities. The supernatural beings scattered throughout the world and brought a new story to tell; however, humans were an essential part of life itself, and that is why they had been relocated to a continent exclusively for them.

So I plopped down on the bed, letting myself relax my tense muscles, even though my mind kept telling me that this was all just a nightmare and when I would wake up, I would still be inside my house, beaten half to death by my own father and Cameron and his friends would just go back to being high school bullies that were just mean people and not animals. “How about I tell you a story instead?” I looked up at Sarah then, watching her with narrowed eyes as she gave me a concerned look. She went to the opposite side of the room and sat down on a chair placed near the open window. The moon was almost full outside the window and I was actually startled at just how big it looked from here. “What