Who Killed God Novels & Stories

And for the first time in years, I allowed myself to hope. But duty called. I couldn't remain by her side forever. With a reluctant sigh, I stood and turned to leave, knowing I had to meet Gideon and Kael. They had failed to find any trace of the spirit's essence. Kiara—or Athena—had killed it in one single strike.

My father, distracted at work, fell from a high structure and died on the spot. My mother, unable to endure the loss, drank poison in front of our graves. Timothy never found out the truth about his parents' deaths. With the support from Rachel's parents, he built his own company, staying together in love with Rachel for the rest of his life. Fragment after fragment drifted past me, until finally, I saw the very same floating comment that had once warned me about the poisoned test paper. However, there was no malice in it. Only warmth. [Congratulations, Jessie Love. You've escaped your destined death. From now on, live well.]

“I do,” Mane had to admit that it was very impressive that Keira and Komfo Anokye possessed such rich veins of God Killing Energy. Yes, that’s right – God Killing Energy. God Killing Energy was a theoretical type of energy before – until a few millions of years ago. That was actually when the first god fell to mortals due to the combined efforts a few Scholars and some Energy Wielders. That was when God Killing Energy was first discovered. This energy was one that was neither Edict nor Chaos. And it wasn’t tangible like the former two to be used in a fight. However, it carried great suppressive effect. God Killing aura was a kind of aura that manifested when a person consumed the Godhead of

"How did the family next door actually die? This is murder! If people find out, we're finished!" "Keep your voice down!" Gabriel's voice turned vicious. "It was that idiot Jasmine! I told her to saw through just enough to cause a small leak for a minor explosion. Who knew she'd lose her mind and cut straight through the main line?" "So what do we do now? That family is actually dead!" "Good riddance!" Gabriel gave a cold laugh. "Dead men tell no tales. That family was greedy anyway. They took the 200 grand to fake their deaths and leave the country. Now that they're actually dead, no one knows we paid them off.

Why did this happen? God. I’m filled with panicked thoughts, and each one has me moving faster as I run out of the house into the cold dark winter. Once Gloria realizes Vladamir is dead, she’ll probably order my death on the spot. The bravta never asks questions, they just kill. They won’t believe it was an accident. a life for a life.

Anderson gave each of his teammates a file containing all information about the victims. They were looking at the files thoroughly while Mr. Anderson continued explaining the case. “Secondly, about the killing style. The killer first kidnaps his victims and then tortures them until they die of starvation.” “So it means that he doesn't actually kill them himself. He just tortures them and lets them die on their own!!!!” The youngest mumbled in a confused expression. “But that doesn't change the fact that he is the killer. Because those men died because of him. If it wasn't for him they wouldn't have died in the first place. He didn't kill them directly, he still killed them indirectly.” Said

“Let’s start with the event that shattered our realms, the Fall of the Pantheon. Roughly one thousand years ago, the divine balance of the world was upended when the Pantheon of gods was…slaughtered.” The room fell silent. “They were not immortal,” he continued. “Not in the way we assumed. They could die. And something, or someone, proved it. The Godkiller was never found. Entire divine lineages were erased. Magic destabilized. Realms collapsed.” I leaned forward, scribbling furiously. Every word embedded itself in my brain like a hook. Gods dying. Lineages destroyed. Power vacuum. Everything about this was… familiar. Too familiar. My heart raced.

This bitch needs to be stopped, but I also understand there are so many risks involved and the last thing I want is to see Isolde get hurt again. “I have a question.” “Am I going to roll my eyes?” She asks, raising her perfect eyebrow at me. I smirk and give her a peck on the lips, “Not this time. I’m just wondering how a Goddess gets killed. Before meeting you I didn’t even know Gods and Goddesses existed, but from everything you’ve told me about them, it just seems so hard to imagine one being killed. Shouldn’t a God be unkillable?” “The only thing that can kill a God is the blood and magic of another God.”

Death nodded again. The truth landed slowly in my mind. “That means… this Architect built the foundation of everything.” “Yes.” Kieran whispered, “The creator of the system.” “Possibly.” “Possibly?” Kieran repeated sharply. Death looked thoughtful. “There are gaps in the history.” “Convenient gaps,” Kieran muttered. Death did not argue. I spoke quietly. “What kind of god creates a machine that can erase gods?” Death answered simply. “A cautious one.” Kieran laughed bitterly. “Or a paranoid one.”

, “And why wasn’t he killed then, We were told thousands of people had to die just so he could be put down” “That’s the problem with stories, they are hardly ever true, Kai was a monster, and he’d found a way to make himself a god, so he could attain powers like that of the moon goddess, we tried to stop him, but we were however late, as a human he was cruel, but as a god he was ruthless, he killed thousands of innocents, there was indeed hell on earth, and so to stop him, the moon goddess put him in an abyss sleep, in hopes of finding how to kill him one day”, Shocks and chills were registered in my brain immediately,