To Kill God Novels & Stories

“And even if you do, do it what makes you think you can get into heaven through me?” “Because when you die you’re going to heaven.” He said walking closer to her. “That is when I am going to follow your soul into the gates, I will kill your soul off entirely, and then I will slowly make my way through all those lost souls, and then I will becoming face to face with your God and that will be the end of him too.” “Yeah right.” Anabel said rolling her eyes. “You think you can kill God? This is something I’d like to see you fail at.”

He bitterly laughed, "It is. Most of them don't survive from the pain." I frowned, "But I thought demons were immortal." "They are in a way, but the pain of rejection and of course, the Gods can kill us. We live a long life, but also we can die" "So if a God attacks you, you'll die?" Lukas chuckled, staring back at me, "Why? Will you be praying to God for it?" I shook my head. Just the thought of someone hurting Lukas didn't sit right with me. It felt like someone was twisting a knife inside me. I blinked back at the image.

The gods and demons gathered to see the battle they have never witnessed before. Even with monstrous strength and unending stamina of war god, Kvoth managed to kill the War God 49 times, each time by tearing his throat from his head. When humans saw this battle, they realized his godly strength and caliber were far too great for a mortal. Unfortunately, the difference between a god with infinite lives and a mere human was something he could not overcome.

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

“Kill them! Kill them all!” Darkous launched at the command, his anger bursting from within him with immense force. The rage they both possessed emanating from Darkous’ skin in a black fog. The souls of all he had devoured now screaming within him, the pain of a thousand deaths giving Darkous the strength he needed to break free. The chains broke under the pressure of Darkous’ power, the links shattering into deadly pieces as they launched in all directions.

“My first attempt 70 years ago was the only satisfactory one, where you managed to take the man's heart. But on this attempt, even after rewinding time 7 times, I still can't destroy him." The Great God usually never talk this much. Cecilia was surprised to hear the majestic figure speak several sentences at once. "Why won't he just die?" murmured the God. “Y-you want to kill him?” Cecilia asked. The God turned to Cecilia. "Yes. While making him suffer. If possible, to the point of making him destroy the world, and make everyone hate him."

into my ears, I felt cold and wondered who the next victim was gonna be. Dave died the previous day from an asthma attack which everyone thought but I knew it wasn't. How could I tell anyone that I could see their deaths without sounding delusional? "I'm crazy, this isn't real, please don't let it be" I screamed as I found the right words to express my dilemma. She laughed hysterically and the room echoed. Touching my face, I could feel how cold her hands were as she sheepishly said "It's gonna last forever, this is a blessing don't see it as a curse, you've been blessed with a power that no one could ever imagine".

CHAPTER 1 Cassie If you told me 2 months ago, that the man that murdered my parents in cold blood would buy me as his sex slave, I wouldn’t have believed you. And if you had told me that the same man would be my mate, I would have punched you. But here we are…. Maybe this was a sign from the godess that I was meant to kill him and avenge the death of my parents. Yes. No matter the cost, I will kill Alpha Jake.

For example, to completely kill a god of war one needs to eliminate the recognition of believers who believe the gods that they need to kill as a god of war by any means necessary. This process is killing the gods is not a secret, even the average cultivator knows about it, but to do the deed in completely killing the god was an atrocity in itself, the war that involved millions or even billions of innocent will occur, as long as that innocent recognize that god as having authority over something.

“It means I failed.” Silence. For a long time. Then— “Wrong,” she says. “It means you’re the only one who can kill her.” The fire in the center cracks, black sparks hissing like serpents. The others stop moving. Watching me now. Like wolves waiting for the kill order. I laugh again, hoarse and ugly. “You think I can kill a god?” “No,” she says simply. “We think you can kill the woman pretending to be one.” Something in my chest twists like a blade.