The Unknown God Book Novels & Stories

"Another tribute?" "Classified as unknown." Her laugh was sharp as broken glass. "Unknown isn't a classification. It's an impossibility. We've catalogued every human bloodline for—" "But it is." Velis stepped forward, extending the vial. "Handle it carefully." The moment Dorothea's fingers closed around the crystal, her entire body went rigid. Her pupils dilated until only thin rings of iris remained visible. A sound escaped her throat—not quite a gasp, not quite a moan, but something caught between hunger and reverence.

“I hear the chaos you are refusing to see.” “I see it,” I say. “I feel it. Every prayer. Every scream.” “Then you know we cannot hesitate.” “I know we cannot become what they fear.” His voice rises. “They already fear me.” “And you want to prove them right?” “I want to end it.” “You cannot end fear with dominance.” “I can end uncertainty.” The newborn god speaks softly. “Certainty builds loyalty.” I turned on him. “Stop feeding this.” He lifts his hands. “I am only observing.”

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

Alec another of the Gods says. Odell stare on Alec gives a warning signal, and if not for the reason of the two being mutual friends, Odell would have had a counter conversation to add. "The only thing we can do now is to find out who in heavens name knows how to kill a God?" Darius, the fifth God in the room spoke while all attention lay on the late king lying on the bed. "Do you think it could be a human or a demon?" Barak asked. "What human would have the knowledge about killing a God, that's impossible." Odell replied first to Barak.

A taboo yet not, whose origin is beyond what can a person understand, yet is the same as the beings from way back and the beginning, but is unknown, until recently. Someone with the presence that is more than being an omen, a danger, and a howling stance that blares all the warning. The only unknown being that is much scarier than facing your greatest fear, having a certain God at your back, and who could never fall in either an ally or a foe. “Who am I?”

Right as I was about to walk through a voice stopped me. "Mazaya you can't give that to Alex all worlds will perish if you do." A strange God said. I turnt around to a white haired, purple eyed God. "Who are you?" I asked confused on how he knew what this book was if I didn't show him. Was he one of the Gods my mom told me about. Was that why he seemed so familiar even though I know I've never seen him before.

I can’t see the whole title, but it is about gods and deities. ”I didn’t know you were interested in those kind of books, I thought you only love history books because that’s what I always saw you were reading.” I said to her still looking at the book. Weird. I don’t like that kind of book, but I think I wanna read them because of my weird dreams. A figment scattered dreams of mine that felt like true. I saw green eyes of a man and woman whose blurry in my dream, then I heard about god of I don’t know.

If Shadow and Ibrahim were so hellbent to help them, who was he to deny it? “Let’s go.” He rose. “But… the sky…” Shadow pointed at the sky above. Ali scowled. “Don’t bullshit me. You can ask The Unknown to stop the rain.” Shadow promptly cocked her brow and furrowed. “You know that The Unknown is not a living thing, right? The Unknown is the third world that has its own feelings and could convey their needs through nature.” “... I am aware.” Despite that, he flinched. “And do you know that… The Unknown is not a god? It can’t simply stop the rain. Only God can.”

Lord, he hoped there wasn't iodine in there. "All that is known is he is unstoppable," his voice hissed so as not to alarm her, her concentration was needed on aid for the time being. "Only Atum himself had any power over him, no other scripture gives any tales. As if he was written out of history." Outside the sky ruptured in a fantastical display of lightening and smoke trickled down from burning clouds, weaving down between the building, sparks blinding in the grey. A stronger odour began to emanate from somewhere, as if the blood below had begun to boil.

Like I said events of unbelieves… While I was looking at the statue of goddess Athena, I saw a spirit coming out of the statue, I couldn’t believe this so I asked Preston if he could see it, but he couldn’t and no one else could, but the spirit told me that there was an invisible portal behind the statue of Zeus which was only visible to gods or demigods.