Vietnamese Myths Novels & Stories

"Long Sheng Jie was said to be a whole new world where celestial dragons lived. During ancient times, dragons were well-respected and worshipped among the people. According to mythological experts, these dragons were once humans who sacrificed their lives and freedoms to protect the weaker ones. For hundreds of generations, people practiced the culture of praying to dragons as their gods. But somehow, everything fell apart, and eventually, humans stopped believing in them because they felt that dragons and the remaining myths were lies trying to pass as truth. This explains why, in today's reality, the majority of humans hold on to the belief that dragons are just characters in stories. More

Unfortunately this is an attitude that comes very late in the history of human development, and even then only to a small minority. Not only individuals but whole cultures feel a compulsion to offer answers when they don’t have any relevant facts. These stories, which are made up to cover gaps in our knowledge, are called myths. Probably the most all-pervasive myths are what are called creation myths, because (even today) nobody can really explain how the universe began, why there should be something rather than nothing, and yet it seems such a fundamental question that surely we must have SOME story to tell about it. The Bantu of Central Africa tell how in the beginning there was only darkn

He was about to run, but then stopped because he remembered that Vina couldn't move because of the grip of the Bulan plant and Gods know what magic Astha gave the girl. "That," Vina pointed with her chin up. "It's called Ahool." The man looked like he had just seen a ghost. "How did you know? Are you a psychic or what?" "It's one of the mythological creatures in Indonesia," Vina replied half-consciously, but then she turned to Xingsheng with an annoyed look. "Really, Mr. Actor, you can't just accuse me of being a psychic!"

Sugar Aquarius looked rather miserable and disappointed. “Yeah… I begin to doubt whether the so-called ‘myth’ in our demons-world is true or not,” muttered Virando with his somewhat gazing stare. “If it isn’t true, why is there a kind of urban-legend or myth like that, Boss? There’s no smoke without fire, isn’t it?” “Perhaps it’s just a fairy tale composed by our ancestors in the past, Aquarius… You know, just a kind of bedtime story from the parents to their children…”

“What?” “Nothing,” she muttered, gripping her crudely bandaged hand with the other. “I just don’t know what it’s like to have a halmeoni to fuss over me.” Jihoon blinked at the hint of wistfulness he heard in Miyoung’s voice. It seemed so ordinarily human, to wish for family. It made her so much more of a mystery and he couldn’t help asking, “Do you have parents?” Miyoung scowled at him. “I mean, I thought the myths said gumiho were originally foxes.”

"What do you mean, something beyond what meets the eye? Please, enlighten me." His eyes locked with mine, and a flicker of ancient wisdom seemed to dance within their depths. "You see, my dear, this land is steeped in ancient legends and myths. Stories that have been passed down through generations. One such tale is that of the vampires." As he spoke, his voice carried a tone of caution, as if he feared awakening some dormant darkness. The receptionist continued, his voice growing softer, yet filled with an air of intensity. "According to ancient Greek folklore, vampires were creatures of the night, cursed to wander the earth in search of blood to quench their insatiable thirst. They were be