To Kill God Novels & Stories

And trust was dangerous in a city like this—but it was worth it. The first signs of morning light spilled into the room, painting the walls gold and gray. Aire closed her notebook and looked at Dee. “We start tomorrow. Streets don’t sleep, and neither do we.” Dee nodded. “Then we make them remember why the streets fear fire.” Aire smiled, a mixture of thrill and determination lighting her features. For the first time since her rebirth, she felt fully alive—not just surviving, but commanding her fate. Trevon would learn that the girl he tried to kill was gone. In her place stood someone stronger, smarter, and untouchable.

The moment the words left her mouth, Josh suddenly scrambled to his feet and slapped her with all his strength. Gritting his teeth, he roared, "That's my mother on the bed. My biological mother! You killed her!" Selena was utterly stunned. Her eyes were wide with horror as she slowly turned her head toward the body on the bed.

This bitch needs to be stopped, but I also understand there are so many risks involved and the last thing I want is to see Isolde get hurt again. “I have a question.” “Am I going to roll my eyes?” She asks, raising her perfect eyebrow at me. I smirk and give her a peck on the lips, “Not this time. I’m just wondering how a Goddess gets killed. Before meeting you I didn’t even know Gods and Goddesses existed, but from everything you’ve told me about them, it just seems so hard to imagine one being killed. Shouldn’t a God be unkillable?” “The only thing that can kill a God is the blood and magic of another God.”

She drove her hand straight through the god’s chest. Its divine armor shattered like glass. Her fingers closed around something burning, screaming, alive, its core. Khar’jun’s voice faltered for the first time. “Wait” Lyra crushed it. The explosion was silent. The god’s light collapsed inward on itself, imploding into a burst of dying starlight. When the dust settled, nothing remained of Khar’jun but a smoking crater and drifting ash. For one frozen heartbeat, A god was dead. Truly dead. The boy stared, chest heaving. “You just”

The enemy looks up—and freezes. They didn’t know we called in Heaven. They didn’t know they were going to die today. Every god had been told: find another god and take them down. One at a time. Take them out. So when I see him—Moros, the god of doom—I make my move.

The Cathedral behind them collapsed in a plume of fire and dust, illuminating the night like the funeral pyre of a god. Edda was gone. But her final whisper still clung to the wind: You killed God twice. And something darker lingered in the silence that followed— the sense that killing a god doesn’t end the faith it leaves behind.

But right before everyone’s eyes, he evaporated. Nothing can kill a god. Nothing was supposed to kill a god. However, the blazing fire, under King Alaric’s command evaporated a god. It was a bad omen and it came calling the rest of the gods. A heavenly war ensued in a world that has been at peace for ages. King Alaric ended up evaporating two more gods and the fight didn’t end until the Almighty intervened.

"Eh?" "He's not a God?" "He's not a God!" "Not God!" "Not God!" "He's no God!" "Yes! The leader was right! He is just the Forsaken God! He is not a God anymore." "Kill God!" "Kill God!" "Kill God!" The men yelled. "Ahhh! HOW DARE YOU FIGHT A GOD??" "YOU ARE MAKING ME ANGRY!" "Defend!" The leader yelled! Butt flapped his wings hardly!

Blood was coming out of his mouth letting everyone know his time was up. "You didn't try hard enough. You would've had me coming over to play with Mazaya instead of Christopher when we were younger if you really tried hard enough. You caused this, so now you will be the one to suffer the consequences. Which I hate to break it to you, are very deadly." Luther said with no hint of emotion. Luther had snapped. "You can't do this." The God of light yelled. "You just killed a tier one God." The Goddess of peace cried out.

Jonathan smiled as he touched Akira's shoulder which made Azrael even angrier. “Just make sure I don't get out of here Jonathan and I'll make sure I keep alive all the people close to you right in front of you. Yes, I know everyone I killed and I'm starting to rejoice that I killed your friends and members, I'll be even happier if I send more people to hell with you!” Azrael shouted as he struggled in the chair “Is that so Azrael? What if I kill your girlfriend in front of you? It looks good to watch, too.” Jonathan said smiling and pointed the pistol from his side