Universe 1 God Of Destruction の小説・ストーリー

For six years, i sat behind closed doors, hidden in the darkness, observing, plotting, and preparing myself to exert vengeance on those who took everything away from me. For six years, I watched them have a happy life when they destroyed mine. According to my name 'Ares' which meant 'God of war', I was willing to go to the end of the earth to bring war, and destruction upon those who took my life away from me. Coming to Phoenix-Crest High was part of a perfectly curated plan that was made from the very beginning. Where else would be a perfect place to begin to exert my revenge if not from the place that the most gruesome betrayal happened.

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

I yelled to the realm that was now dying. With the snap of my fingers the realm ceased to existed. Blackess surrounded us completely. "Its too late to save the universe from your mistakes. Now its time I take out the Gods who hold this universe together." I declared emotionless. Its like a part of me was broken. The thrill was gone and there was nothing I could do to get it back. I was broken into a million pieces and nomatter what anyone did I would never come back together again. "Maza." Klaus's voice was blocked out by the vortex that lead me to the end of time. Nobody could save the universe now.

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

He looked around the table. We all nodded. "According to The Lost Ones, the deity is not Prime. At least not here on Azica. Here the being is noted as Byrjun. Which means ‘early' or ‘beginning' in Earth's Icelandic languages." "So, what? They're brothers or sisters? Repopulating all the different universes with the same basic theological system?" Xander asked. "That could very well be. It could be that all of the known universes were started by this beginning or early family. That would make the most sense for what is in the rest of the book."

The creature was enraged, for it did not have any choice, it was either if it died or it succeeds in usurping the creator of the world. "The newly created world was suddenly engulfed in a war. A war which is participated by only two beings, a dying god and a blossoming one. The world was torn asunder, the blossoming god watched as its creation was slowly being destroyed by the war as the dying god became even more crazed as more time passed." The space tore as the war of two godly beings ragged on. The newly born world is desecrated and beyond repair.

"I can teach you, but my dear child, by doing so the universe will be out of balance. Chaos will come. Is it something you can shoulder?" "Whose Chaos?" "Chaos is the destruction of earth." Ruby have heard about Chaos. Chaos is human's destroyer. It looks at every opportunity to wipe out the human race. She have read in many books that the Phoenix Goddess and other Gods and Goddess who have high magical and spiritual powers can get rid of him. She's not afraid. She will send Chaos back to where it came from. With confidence she said, "Yes! I can do it. To break this ugly spell I will do it."

And they never revealed that secret. Phobus was sent to earth many times. But he had never seen this world this shiny before. It had become more beautiful and breathtaking. But of course, he was not here for vacations or picnics. He was here to destroy that beauty. He was sent to carry the mission of destruction of humanity. It was finally the time to unlock the first tree of destruction. No one knew what it was. And no one knew when it would bring. Except for Lucifer, only the trees knew what kind of destruction they were going to make. What kind of apocalypse they were about to bring. An apocalypse indeed. That was what Lucifer had in his mind.

Each would carry a piece of her memory, her burden, her understanding. "Wait," Creation said suddenly through Thomas. "What about Destruction?" We'd forgotten the eighth aspect—the unplanned consequence of violent splitting. Destruction stood apart, neither anchored nor fully conscious, entropy given form but not direction. "Destruction can't be imprisoned," the goddess said. "It exists to unmake, including imprisonment itself." "Then what—" "Destruction stays free," Luna said quietly. "The failsafe. If the imprisoned aspects corrupt, Destruction unmakes them before they can abuse power."

“This won’t save the realm. God Kaelvor’s plan will destroy the entire universe!” She remained composed, her gaze steady. “Kaelvor is the God of Destruction, yes. He holds the power to obliterate anything in existence. But despite this, he has refrained. Have you ever wondered why?” I hesitated as her question was unexpected, and I found myself shrugging, shaking my head, utterly clueless. “Why?” I asked, my voice quieter now, though still laced with defiance.