Tower Of God Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The torchlight painted her features in gold and shadow, her smile almost wistful. “Long ago, long before even Lord Dareth was born, I used to be the Heavenly Empress.” She explained. “Back then, there weren't many gods but there weren't many humans either. We used to compete for worshippers and the gods then would use any method, even a sin such as the murder of another god, to get more worshippers. When my husband saw this, he said that we needed a place to keep unruly, disobedient gods as he didn't want to commit the sin of killing them so I helped him design this tower.” She glanced back at him briefly. “This tower is strong enough to hold even a True god. Once a god is locked away here,

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

“Hmph, trying to misguide me before your death, huh, old man? There’s no way that he’s my father. And even if he was, so what?” “You may continue. This is all for the rise of the Sun Shrine. Such sacrifices are worth it.” “Alright!” “Our sect master is so amazing!” “Let’s go. Activate the Chi in its full power. Maximize the true fire of Samadhi in the tower!” Boom— As the Tower of God blazed in a massive inferno, a loud noise came from within. The flames were getting larger by the second, its color even turning silver-grey, which looked extremely terrifying.

“Or it just started the war.” They reached the impact zone within minutes. What had once been a forest was now a crater of molten glass and smoking ruin. At its center lay the god. No longer vast. No longer untouchable. Just a towering, broken being of scorched gold and flesh, half-buried in a ring of fire that flickered weakly around him. The god coughed, actually coughed, and blood spilled from his mouth in glowing ribbons. Lyra stepped forward without hesitation. “You feel it now, don’t you?”

It sounded like a choir of a thousand voices. Thomas stepped back, his eyes wide with fear. “That's impossible. No human body can hold the full code without burning out.” “My father built me for this,” Faith said. She raised her hand. She didn't need a machine. She didn't need a stabilizer. She pointed her finger at the central tower. “Delete,” she commanded. A bolt of pure white energy shot from her hand. It hit the tower with the force of a nuclear blast. The black stone shattered, turning into dust. The frequency in the air snapped.

He was taller and more formidable than how we had seen him in the rose gardens; he smiled at us and nodded cheerfully. “You have to release the power of chaos; this is my job and my daughter's job right now,” the god said, and we all lowered our hands. The goddess dome began to glow brightly. I had no idea that the worst was yet to come.

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

(Warning intense scene. Might be offensive to some readers. Important for the plot though, remember they are Gods and this is fantasy) My knees went weak as the tingling in my lower region got more intense. If Alex The God of absolute power wasn't holding me I would've collapsed. What had I done? I snuggled my head on Alex trying to get me mind and body in check "You don't know how happy I was when you finally took down all your wards." Alex said as he grabbed my hand and twirled me around and brought me against him again causing another moan. I couldnt think, I was so hot and it was getting more intense by the second.

Like we can't catch a break. After minutes of sobbing, Vincent had grabbed my arms to pull me back. "Listen, we are going to fix this okay?" But I couldn't seem to grasp that idea. How were we going up against one of the most powerful gods of all time? I lost my boyfriend, my kids, and now I am losing my mate. She's going to make it to where he and I can't even get used to this mate bond. I will be down at the club dancing and he will be with the Goddess a few feet away. We waited around as one by one of everyone got their assigned jobs. Until the very last person. We sat on top of the roof once again just waiting for things to completely take over. I stayed in his arms just taking in the co

“Together.” The spell reaches its peak. And so do I. My heart stutters once. Twice. Then gives up. I fall to my knees, the world tilting, fading, my magic finally burning through what’s left of me. As I collapse onto the ruined ground, I think—not of war, or gods, or destiny. —but of Cain’s smile. And how loved I was. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Silence. Then— the gods descend. The Moon Goddess looks over the devastation, her silver light reflecting off nothing but ruin.