What Happens If You Mock God นิยาย & เรื่องราว

but this degree of ridiculousness made them think of one such being that acts like this on a whim. It’s the god, as the gods are famous for acting on a whim, sometimes they might bless the poor hobo for an overnight rich or even punish a just king who ridicules their power or authorities with just an unfiltered word they spoke when they were drunk or even rain down the fire of calamity to the holy land where mortal worship the god who punished them. All of the infected that are intelligent look at Malus like he just made the biggest mistake that results in other people suffering for it, some of them even looking at him with hatred. If it were not because this man's unfiltered words, they wou

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

It’s like telling me I caused this to him. I tried to brighten up my mood and even tried to tease him like how I usually do. “So, did you see God? What does it look like in heaven?” He scoffed. “How come you know I saw heaven instead of hell?” “Maybe because you have such an angelic face with a devilish personality,” I continued mocking him which made him smile. “I guess the face is the one most judged.” “Why are you here?” He asked. “Were you worried?”

“Things about the future. And every time it came true. Every, single, time. You can only ignore them so long before you have to admit to yourself that the voices you’re hearing are real.” “What did they predict? The lottery numbers?” “Tsk,” Johnathan clicks his tongue impatiently. “Don’t be flippant, Mara. Do you think the gods concern themselves with money and human greed?” He’s angry with me. I can’t really blame him. Mocking someone when they’re confiding in you is a shitty thing to do. “Sorry,” I say. “I didn’t think…it’s just…I don’t believe in the gods. In any gods.”

Now I had to pretend we were a thing just so I could survive this ritual? It felt like the kind of jokes one only hears in your dreams. As much as I wanted to deny it was realistic and directly mocking in the face. “There has to be another way,” I said, my voice firmer now. “Find something else. The moon goddess surely gives versatility right? There has to be something that is not this. Maybe I could use someone else or something that has something to do with me or something I love.” The shaman slowly opened his eyes.

he grumbled. “How would I even know?!” I snapped at him. “But you’re a psychic, right?!” he retorted. “That’s not how my psychic ability works, jerk!” I retaliated. “Jerk?!” His eyes widened, and he was suddenly covered in fire but he didn’t look like he was hurting. “You dare call a God like me a jerk?!” “God?!” I exclaimed, baffled. “Don’t tell me… You are that kind of God?”

“Jessica, can you go see if the drinks were restocked before the jet leaves the ground.” “Yes Mr. Baphomet, I’ll take care of it right away.” He waited for her to leave us alone before turning his attention back to me. “Alright Levi, what’s going on?” “Well, you do remember Mr. Grey Hamill?” “Oh, do you mean that old guy that I threaten after he told me that I’m a bad influence on you?”

I narrow my eyes and he laughs. What throws me off guard is that this isn't a mocking laugh. It's more of a chuckle, like he is laughing at himself, at his dismay. "I am a god and like I said, that comes with a lot of quirks. When we first met, I didn't know how to act because the prophecy was right." "What prophecy?"

Don't call me King' in front of everyone tomorrow" I said, my voice laced with mock seriousness. "They might think you like me." Her shoulders stiffened. and voice laced with mock seriousness too, mimicking me . "They might think you like me." Her shoulders stiffened, and without another word, she walked to the door. "You don't walk out on me." I said quite angry. "And if I do?" She asked, jutting her chin. " What will you do? Report me to the moon goddess?" This young lady is really funny, I thought to myself.