What Happens If You Mock God Novels & Stories

That small movement he did to reassure me that he was ready to jump in if needed. The God finally looked at me fully. Not through me. At me. “You step into my land,” he said, “uninvited, and you complain about hospitality?” I crossed my arms. My hands were shaking, so I locked them in place. “You dropped monsters on us,” I said. “We could have died.” The God’s mouth twitched. He cleared his throat and muttered under his breath. “She said the exact same thing.” “Mortals,” he said. “Always so loud.”

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

My nostrils flare and I feel heat prickle up my spine, but I manage to reign myself in. She is not someone I wish to snap at. “You have a lot of nerve to show such disrespect. Has it not yet sunk in that you’re talking to a God?” I say bitingly. “Has it not yet sunk in that I don’t care? I mean, whatcha gonna do, smite me?” she says mockingly before her body slumps in confusion, “What does smite even mean?”

He replied half-heartedly, "It seems like he has done too much evil; even God can't stand it anymore. So, God sent a poisonous snake to punish him." Darryl did not say anything about his mimic technique. After all, he was in a different world. Really?

Harper chipped in, “We all know who orchestrated this farce. The real question is whether or not he has the courage to admit it.” Morgott roared, “Garbage! Everyone knows the Waitara Path has been gone for years. Using his return is just a cover-up for cowardice. Yet, you all have the nerve to be acting like righteous followers?” Yianni snorted, “That’s the nature of these divine beings. They’re so used to their words being the absolute law. Over time, they even believe in their own lies.” A few divine beings were infuriated and were eager to fight, while some others lowered their heads in silence.

"Hachooo!" Inside the realm of High Gods, Ulitimia sneezed hard and felt shivers running down his spine. "That's weird.." Ultimia muttered softly as he tilted his head slightly, looking confused. "I am God but I sneezed hard.. is this some kind of bad omen?" After a short moment of silence, Ultimia shrugged, "How can it be~" He said cheerfully, "There is no way something will happen to me~"

The bachelor son of a **** , uff ok i don't use those words but I'm getting really due to his nasty and arrogant behavior. I said sorry to him, without saying it's ok or it's fine, he is intentionally mocking me to get more angry and making me a angry devil right here . So I surpressed my anger and came to a cool posture saying " Do you guys have this in some books, that if a person said sorry for their mistake, you guys should mock them or make them getting angry or try to get then insult " I said to him while keeping my face in a most innocent way as possible and keeping my tone as it is most casual.

He immediately turns around as he hears the other one speak. They were going to kill me? I look at them as the one who spoke to me raises his hands in mock surrender. He starts to speak. "Kay, I keep distance just, can we talk. You don't have to say anything if you no want." Says the amazing god in front of me. He takes me not shooting him as my yes because I'm still sizing all three of them up and I guess he could see that.

Some of them felt sorry for it and could not help mocking the man. "Why don't we make a bet? Let's see if he's going through the tribulation or not." The winner smiled and said, "Anyway, if he finishes absorbing it and doesn't continue to undergo the tribulation, he can only retreat. We definitely can't meet him, so we have to go. If he chooses to undergo the tribulation... we can take the opportunity to make a bet and witness it. Let's see which smart person is going to undergo the tribulation in the Abyss of Holy Devil."

she continued, her lips curving, “and do an act of worship to me.” The words hit me like a slap! Just when I thought she'd finished… “Because,” she continued, her time dipping into something mocking, “right now, I'm god. Your god actually.” “What?!” Melody exploded beside me. “That's insane and totally unacceptable! A mere housewife playing god and asking—” “Or,” Jasmine cuts across her, eyes moving to Melody with unhurried interest, “you could do it in his place. How about that?”