Void God Azathoth Novels & Stories

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

The rune glowed a bright red colour and an explosion that shook the entire realm occurred blowing Azathoth's half body away leaving only his top half, but Rogue knew that wasn't enough to defeat Azathoth, that was barely anything compared to what Ymir and the others could dish out. “Stop playing dead Azathoth, I know you are not dead that would've been too easy considering you are on par with Ymir and do posses the Necronomicon sealed inside you.” A chuckle responded to Rogue’s enunciation, Azathoth picked up his remaining half and closed his eyes, tentacles of mass size appeared and he started to grow more and more losing the physical features he had when he impersonated a human being retur

shouts from the gods' dais. Everyone obeys, looking at each other, unsure of what to do amidst the confusion that engulfs them. At that moment, a supernatural roar is heard, and the door swings open wide, making way for Yaldabot, the feared god of the underworld. His presence is terrifying, his body shrouded in shadows, his gaze piercing. Yaldabot surveys everyone with a cold and gloomy expression. His eyes gleam with infernal fire as he strides directly towards the goddess Luna, who shrinks in fear at his imposing presence. The air around him becomes thick and laden with dark energy.

“Wait, are you talking about the Dark Ages?” “No, this was long before that and far worse. Eventually, Jartre couldn’t live with his own darkness and so, using his power to tear through the fabric of existence, he tore through himself. He literally ripped the darkness from himself, thinking that would get rid of it. But instead, it took on a life and form of its own, becoming Azadou. A God born of pure darkness and hatred and every negative emotion you could have. His darkness spread fast and consumed all those he came into contact with, earning him the title of Demon God, as any being his darkness touched became infected with it until their very beings were consumed and turned into shadow.

“Tell me about the gods and goddesses, Alaric.” “Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.”

Khai asks me as he walks into the room. “How Zeus got Lilith down to earth so he could ensure she was ready and waiting for his picking,” I admit. “This, again? Theo, are you sure the god of everything really wants a measles little hybrid goddess?” “I’ve seen it, Khai. I just cannot understand how or why.” “Me either, Theo. He has every ability under the sun. He is the god of gods. Lilith is nothing compared to him,” he answers me. I growl at his words, hating the derogatory way in which he’s speaking about our mate in.

The sky turned inside out. The vortex above the altar was no longer just a hole in space. It had become a living mouth, screaming with the voices of millions of lost souls. Dark, oily smoke poured out, covering the floor like a flood. And from within the darkness, something was rising. It wasn't a man. It wasn't a monster. It was pure chaos. A massive, shadowy form with thousands of eyes and claws, taking shape inside the gate. "The Great Devourer..." Azrael laughed hysterically, crawling on the ground, blood pouring from his eyes and mouth. "He has come! Bow before your new God!"

Yermolai was a Macrocosm Ancestral God, yet he could not break free at this moment. As for Thoth, he was a mere Caelum Ancestral God. Looking at the terrifying Sienna ahead of him, Yermolai quickly begged, “Everything is negotiable. Please don’t kill me.”

Soheila and Theodore started walking and they followed them. "Aziel, tell me something about the Inner Realm." Soheila pinched Theodore's arm lightly. Theodore smiled at her. "The Inner Realm is where the Demon God lives." Soheila's eyebrow raised. "I thought all the Gods had died from the Great War before. What do you mean by that, Aziel?" "The Demon God did not join the war between humans and Gods before. He was hidden somewhere at that time." "Big brother Theodore, why did all the Gods disappear?" Hannah asked.

Just then, Aisha's voice echoed from the sky, "I had thought to spare you, but it seems unnecessary now. Prepare to face the descent of the great evil god, Bahamut!" Evil god Bahamut? Wilbur's eyes widened in shock. The ground beneath him began to tremble violently, soon splitting open to reveal a massive chasm. From this abyss, a gigantic black serpent emerged. The serpent hissed, flicking its tongue, and its blood-red eyes made Wilbur's heart skip a beat. By now, the sun had set, and the moon hung in the sky, casting its silver light. The enormous figure of the evil god Bahamut loomed over Wilbur, its shadow engulfing him completely. Bahamut's crimson eyes locked onto Wilbur like a predato