The Unknown God Book Novels & Stories

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?”

“It could be a few months, a few years, or a few days,” Jim said in response. “Boss, before Apophis truly becomes a God, we must assemble the five magic books to help you become a God.” Tyr took a deep breath and asked, “Where is the fifth book?” Jim continued to deduce and analyze with the Nostro Compass. In the end, he concluded, “The fifth book is the Torment Manuscript, but our nation is currently experiencing peace rather than turmoil.”

That way, they would not have to worry about that while Brynn was recuperating, and the family was getting used to the new addition. The little trip to see Hecate had lit a fire underneath her ass, so she always spent a good portion of her day going over everything and trying to figure out what all we could use during the coven fight. The book was a how-to guide about dealing with Gods, Goddesses, and Demigods. There was no telling what bullshit Loki could have in store and who all would be affected. He was the God of Mischief after all. A flare of pain through the bond snapped me out of my thoughts.

Amon said simply, he began to follow the unknown figures he spotted. Atarah wanted to follow him but at the same time, she felt annoyed at the whole situation. This wasn't supposed to happen, she was just supposed to help her friend and that was it, but now we are following unknown figures to who knows where. "Do you know where they are going to?" She asked Amon in a quiet tone and he shook his head. "No..." he replied her in the same tone, the people they followed didn't seem aware of their presence, there were about three figures, all dressed in full black gear, even their heads were of no exceptions of their dressing.

Although she seems very old she is still strong and very knowledgeable. I just nodded at her words. But there is a doubt in my heart. I don't know if I can help bring peace back to this world. What can an ordinary woman with no powers like me do to help restore the peace in this world? So I don't know if I believe what Old Remi said that I am the reincarnation of Sabina who is a goddess in this world.

Celia, what you know is only the truth you wanted to believe. Celia's face went deathly white. She shook her head wildly. "No... that's impossible. Absolutely impossible." "The truth is in the Economic Crimes case file. You can check it yourself." I did not look at her again. I picked up my bag and left. Celia remained sitting there, blank, her spine collapsing little by little.

First Forgotten God. 😱 The city descended into chaos. Forgotten souls began screaming. Buildings cracked. The sky darkened. 🌌 Ayesha stared at the page. 💔 “God?” ⸻ 🌙 The Truth About Gods The Book continued writing. 📖 Before kings… Before memories… Before reality… There were gods. ⚡ Most died. Some disappeared. One was imprisoned. 💀 Azrael. ⸻ 🌙 The Sacrifice Another memory appeared.

"Are you sure?" I stared at the text. Would an AI ask me that? Just as I was about to question it, another message popped up. "I'm right here. I won't hide. I won't run. When you fall, I'll catch you." ...Right, definitely an AI. I gave up, packed my bags, and got ready for my solo trip. But I didn't expect to run into Julian at the airport the next day. The untouchable heir to the Valerius Family. The man who wouldn't flinch with a gun to his head was currently looking down, patiently zipping up a woman's suitcase.

’ Gideon asks, his wolf nudges a small shelf lined with books that all look handwritten, the pages are yellowing telling me it's old and when I pick up one of the copies I find the pages greasey like it's been handled too many times. ‘The Holy Bible: How God wants a pure world.’ I read for Gideon; it's hard to keep the disgust out of my voice, of course God has been dragged into this. Look at any point in human history and you will find religion as the reason why men hurt others. I holster my gun; knowing Gideon is standing guard allows me to flick through the Bible without care for my surroundings. The first page is all about how God created the world, nothing I haven’t read in an old Bible

I feel myself falling into the abyss. “You know me?” “I know everyone.” He said again as a matter of factly. There was not any double answer or hidden meaning behind those third words. “First of all, thank you so much sire.” I bowed down again. “If it was not for your book, I would have never come this far.” I said sincerely. I mean every word. If it was not for the book, I could never contact the moon goddess. “Please help me sire. I want your help. I know the all-knowing God like you already know why I am here.” I said trying to flatter him. I don’t know how to talk to God.