Weakest God Novels & Stories

Alex told him about how Kai become Alpheno. Elder Shunin's eyes widened in shock. "The wielder of God Gaia?" he repeated in disbelief. "But that's impossible! God Gaia is the supreme deity of the earth, one of the most powerful beings in existence. How could a young boy be chosen to wield its power?" The God of earth was a mysterious figure, rarely seen or heard from. But if this boy, Kai, was chosen to be his wielder, then he must be truly special.

Yet Am Heh adored it, finding the blazes and hiss of flames the pinnacle of tranquillity. The greener gardens and fountains of the front were fine to some, just not to him. He looked around briefly at the sound of rustling and smiled dryly. "I have rarely had colour in my life except if you count the constant wars between the deities. Perhaps mortals think that having ultimate powers is a blessing but Gods have a harder task than they believe. We have our own worlds to watch as well as those that have been created. Whilst intervention is rare, we still have to keep an eye on things, at least those who care do. I myself, do not."

‘If any of my former enemies witness this and sees the mighty God of War behaving in such a wimpy manner, what would others feel? ‘Even heroes have a weakness for the charm of a beautiful woman!’

My legs are very weak and I have to cling to a dark wooden cabinet on which are several bottles of JB, causing them to stagger. -I was always there for you, Lailah. -I don't want to hear anything else, I don't want to know anything else. I want to go home. I want ...- And I'm not going to let that Azael get you in trouble. I'm going to use you to bring him here, and I plan to finish him off with my own hands. I will protect you. It's the last thing I get to hear before everything goes black. AZAEL

Hades. Just the name had been bouncing around the insides of his skull all day. He had barely been able to concentrate on any schoolwork. How was he, James, supposed to stand up against a force such as that, a god with immense power and creatures at his disposal? The answers would not formulate in his mind and James felt incredibly vulnerable. Even his dreams weren’t safe.

They gave the city a really nice glow. "There were three gods" He started, "Hapoda, god of witches, she was the only female. Valarus, god of vampires, and Eridal, the god of werewolves. To create neutrality of power among the three god, there was Alocaus, god of the three gods. You understand what I'm saying right?" He turned to look at me. I nodded a yes even though I didn't understand a thing. Even if you explain this a hundred times, I don't think I'll understand so let's just move on to the important part. "Do you remember anything now?" He looked at me with suspicious eyes.

Though there are species which are fighting for power and dominance, people who want to suppress weaker ones so they could rule but then there's this big power above them all which keeps them at leash and maintains peace. If you are talking about Goddess then you are somehow right because that power is gifted by Goddess only but I am talking about the MASTER. The most powerful creature. More powerful than dragons and fairies. Powerful enough to defeat everyone even if all the spirits come together. The man selected by God to protect the weak and maintain peace among all races. The most strongest and powerful warlock/wizard of the whole world. Yeah it's me. The Master.

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

“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.

Alan knelt instinctively. Even when his knees hit the ground, he still could not believe Kaze was the God of War! Draco’s response toward Kaze explained everything. Other than the God of War, who else in the world could order Draco around like a butler? Alan was horrified. Kaze, the well-known useless son-in-law of the Quints, was actually the youngest God of War in the country’s history. Those who laughed at him were the real clowns!