Vietnamese Myths Novels & Stories

"I don't know exactly what it is but it doesn't have a cure. But it's all a myth, I can't believe this is real.” “I don't understand what's happening.” Keondra frowned. “What are you talking about?” “Verdugo is a myth. A monster who possess the cursed venom. History has it that he once attacked the whole Vroudia, and won. How is that even possible? But then, we were meant to believe they are only stories, we were told they were lies. Parents tell their children these stories to entertain them, after all these years, how is this even possible?” Hilda studied her like she was some kind of experiment.

she said softly. “That’s just as ridiculous as saying that vampires are cold blooded. You’ve felt for yourself the warmth of my flesh and blood,” He said patiently. “There are a few myths that are fact; such as the one about vampires not being able to enter a private residence without being invited. But, there are many fallacies being taught.” “Such as?”

It made Havel’s staff creak as he leaned on it. “That's a myth,” Elder Varr said quickly, a hand pressed to his chest like a prayer against choking. “Moonstone is an old story to frighten children. It binds nothing but superstition.” “Is it?” I echoed. “You tell me that and the way your voice dips when you pass the old shrine tells me you still glance at the shadow of the thing.” I did not mean to spit, but the syllable came out sharp. My pack had worn our myths like armor for centuries. We had shaped law around fear. To admit the stories influenced us was to admit we were not the masters we claimed to be.

I chuckled and frowned, he's too young to believe such myths. " Vampires don't exist." I said and he cut in at once. " They exist, my sister dated one." I smiled and laughed softly. " Have you seen one?" I asked and he shook his head. " It's so painful I haven't. Mom said New Orleans has a lot of vampires, including the hybrid too. I know I'll definitely see one." He said and I smiled at him. What kind of a black parent will educate their young ones about crazy myths like that. I sighed and looked out the window, we were far above the ground. That was my second time traveling abroad.

Over the last several days, the information I learned, and my conversation with Judith revolved around in my mind. Vampires, that was too comical to entertain such a notion. Europe, I know is filled with ancient myths and legends because of how old the country is. Each culture has a different myth. The whole vampire idea is fueled from culture myths and legends. It’s a fantasy based on superstitions because some people centuries ago contracted an illness that no one could understand at the time, so they labeled it ‘vampire’ and killed them. Innocent people killed because of epidemic hysteria and not real evidence, with no reliable medicine to diagnose an illness. Humanity can be so stupid at

"'Vampires' is just easier to say." Ruthie stiffened beside me. "Some akharu are cursed and some aren't," she said. Of course! Maybe that's why I'd had that mixed up answer the other night when Conrad, Zander, and Ruthie had quizzed me about the supernatural lore. "You were right," Zander said in my mind. I looked up at him to see a look of pure awe in his eyes. "What do you mean?" asked Maverick. Ruthie launched into the sethian myth about the origin of the races, how one guy killed another guy and how he became cursed because of it. Using my truth-sensing ability we'd discovered that although parts of the myth were wrong, there had still been a curse.

About that. Mathayus being released from his complicity, he traveled to the traditional republic of a country on the mainland of an Asian region of an island that led to the isolation and independence of the ancient Vietnam war, people of indigenous origin of an ancient empire, in the heart of a village of ancient artifact temples where they still worship an ancient religion in which they still live in huts, with an isolated culture. When Mathayus arrived there, since he was similar to the old god they worshipped, he was then made a representative, their god in zombie flesh over the earth.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

Those stories of wars were just myths to them, unless someone brought you in, like Cassandra. Just when I’m ready to give up, I find a story from around twenty years ago about a teenager saving a woman from a monstrous beast.

Kamuy explaining the lesson. Sisi started to read the chapter out loud when he reached a certain point in the chapter Mr. Kamuy started telling us about red-eyed vampires in detail. “Red-eyed vampires are said to be the closest to the Goddess Moon because according to the myths she also had red eyes. It is said that red-eyed vampires are real vampires because they have more power than those vampires who possess eyes colored other than red. Their strength is almost equaling to one-fourth of the first vampires. It is also said that the vampires who had drunk human blood possess red eyes”