Void Gods Novels & Stories

Drake warn me and gave me a 'don't-you-dare-lie' look. Oh-Oh. This is bad. Really... really bad. Goodbye Philippines. Goodbye, Earth. Goodbye, universe. I'm sorry, but the goddesses in the world will lessen.

I was different, if it existed I could conjure it up. I think that's why I was able to fall in love with Luther. Gods could only be with there own kind. There was some rules though. Neutral god that weren't good nor evil could be with whoever they wanted but a god like The god of light could only be with light or neutral gods. A God like The God of War could only be with evil or Neutral gods. It was about balance.

I asked him, and he sighed. "Those are the four gods I used to serve with under Lunaria. There's the Sun god, her name is Ylil, awfully cheery and the hopeless romantic. Naja is the Water god, she doesn't say much, but she's quite tenacious so never undermine her. Then we have Impa, the fucking candle and Seifer, who is the Earth god, and we are currently in his territory," he explained. I slowly nodded as I looked around, noting how the forest seemed to go on for miles and as if there was no end. Running here would be exciting.

Jackson said taking a big bite out of a cold meat filled croissant, show casing he was not willing to go first either. Sasha rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her orange juice and setting her chicken back aside after swallowing her first bite, she picked up her note pad “well shit, from what I’ve read and compared to the gifts you have been displaying since the Goddess left your body, you are either a seer or an oracle, an Archeangel or a god in your own right” this caused Scarlette to frown “yeah I’ve also found there are other gods apart from Life and Creation.” Lydia added her bit of information. “They are called supreme beings” Gabriel provided. This was not something he had to resear

After drying myself up, Sarah had already prepared my clothes, a gown, and a coat on the bed. "No training today?" I asked. "Not after what happened yesterday. Everyone is still on edge," Sarah said. The gown seemed like a formal occasion. "Are we having visitors over?" I asked. "The alpha decided it's time for you to get examined by the priestess." "Priestess?" I laughed. "You people have high priests here too? I thought it was just a myth." "Yes, we do have priestesses and priests. They are the ones that help us consult with our deities. It's the same thing with humans consulting the help of their gods with pastors, imams, rabbis, and all that," she lectured me.

Elia’s eyes fluttered toward her, desperate but lost. “Lucien is the God of War,” the healer said, each word deliberate and powerful. “Yes! But he does not kill his own people.” Her thumbs pressed against the back of Elia’s trembling hands. “He protects them.” Elia’s breathing was still fast… too fast, ragged, shallow, dangerously close to spiraling. Her chest heaved like she was dying on a dry land. But the healer didn’t let her look away. Her hands tightened around Elia’s trembling fingers, anchoring her with sheer will.

Celeste (deadpan): “Hold up.” I pinch the bridge of my nose. “There are gods that are real? Like… actual Greek gods? Trident, seashells, dramatic hair, the whole package?” Dacia actually winces. Dacia: “Not Greek. Older. The ones the Greeks watered down and gave better PR. Poseidon, Hades, Nyx, the whole pantheon. They’re real. They’re awake. And Atlantis is their favorite mistake.” Remy (stepping out of the portal behind me) blinks.

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

Elias instinctively reached up, touching the tarnished silver band resting on his brow. "It wasn't mined, Architect," Elias said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It was recovered. From the impact crater." "What crater?" I demanded. "The one at the roof of the world," Cord answered, stepping forward, his massive chest heaving. "The highest peak in the northern frozen wastes. The wolves call it the Goddess's Tear. It is a massive, frozen crater where a fragment of the moon struck the earth ten thousand years ago." I felt the familiar, terrifying thrill of a new impossible equation locking into place.