Witch Gods の小説・ストーリー

“In the middle of the Great War, the humans realized that they needed protection. The Witches were also becoming power hungry and the humans were in danger. So they prayed hard. Some of the good Witches aided their prayers. For a whole month, the humans prayed and prayed around Veneer.” “Whether it was the power of their prayers or something else, nature listened to them. From the powers of Veneer, Sitva was born. A creature who is a mix of Werewolves and Vampires but stronger and deadlier than all of them. He was the Golden Creature, the one destined to unite all species.” “He single handedly killed many armies, protecting the weak creatures from all species. His powers surpassed than that

“She would, actually…but that’s neither here nor there, this is my kingdom and ultimately my decision. Your witches will regroup, try to get you back will they not?” “Yes, eventually.” “I’m trying to avoid an extended war. Vickus will die, and I will absorb his kingdom into mine. It’s time for witch and werewolf to lay down their weapons, don’t you think? Your gods and my goddess joined the most powerful witch and the most powerful werewolf as mates. Do you not think they’re trying to tell us something here? Because I do.” The witch is quiet, a small frown creasing between her eyes. “You think the gods are telling us to…work together? Be allies, not enemies?”

Spanning hundreds of years and many continents, the war finally ended when the coven turned on themselves. Witches that controlled the magic of air believed that they were the key to winning the war, as did the witches that controlled the magic of earth, fire, water, and spirit. Instead of fighting with the beings that threatened their coven, they began to fight with themselves. Air Witches formed the Sisters of Wisdom. Earth Witches formed the Willow Circle. Fire Witches formed the Coven of the Fire Sisters. Water Witches formed the Coven of the Lunar Star. The Spirit Witches failed to form a coven and dispersed among the humans and went into hiding.

When Will looks back at me, his ivory colored skin seems to glow. “The Grove is made up of Twelve Covens; Fire, RavenTree, Trinity, NightDreamer, Wormsloe, Darseo, StarMoon, RoseWood, Silver, Mystique, Oasis and Windsor. Now Windsor is home to some of the most powerful Witches and Warlocks, all having dark magic run through their veins. They can be dangerous and unpredictable, but because they are so powerful, they are considered Royal. When Father Zyte made that first deal with a warlock, Mr. Grove, he didn’t know Mr. Grove was the leader of the Windsor Coven. Back then, they were called High Priests.” “So, what, was it like making a deal with the Devil?”

TO WALK ON TWO FEET AGAIN AS HUMAN AND SWITCH BACK TO WOLF AS SHE PLEASES” I threw the ingredients on Luna Iris and she immediately fell to the ground writhing in pain and howling. A strange wind began to blow around us and raised me off the ground. That’s when a surge of darkness rushed out of her and filled my body. The pain I felt from it was unimaginable, I couldn’t even let out a sound. It felt like fire filled my veins and eventually nothing but darkness took over. It was a peaceful darkness, not like the other times where it was filled with nightmares and things that had happened in my life. I was walking through a field filled with daffodil. After all I had been through I was finall

And then Anna paused and then seats down gently as she was steadily looking at Joel's face. "Tell me more about this supernatural gods?" Anna requested. And then Joel keeps silent and looks at her for a while before explaining. "This supernatural gods, Skoll and Hati" "The power of chaos lies in their hand, those guys are super strong" "They were born through magic" Joel explained while Anna keeps looking at him. "Hmm" Anna said as she looks at the ground and then licks her lips. "So... Are those guys against werewolves too?" Anna asked. "Those guys are wolves" Joel replied as he looks directly to Anna's face.

Hecate laughed in turn, her green eyes glowing mysteriously after the disappearance of their third ally. "Magnus is a son of the Wind Tribe through his mother. I will help you, O Selene, for in his blood flows the ancient magic of the first people." Selene nodded gratefully, glad to have the support of the Goddess of the new moon. "Thus, wolves and witches will be united to protect her in the next cycle of rebirths." "Wolves and witches are mortals, no matter what anyone says," said a voice from above. The two goddesses looked up to the sky and saw a titanic form descending from the vault of heaven, wrapped in black gauze.

Kaye answered. "Tsk. Isn't that thrilling? I still want a dramatic scene in this revelation." Angel Grace answered again. "Wait, wait... Do you mean Fyro? This Fyro of mine?" I asked and pointed to Fyro now, his tail was wagging like a dog. Angel Grace nodded. "Yes, didn't you even wonder that the Welches Sprites are very dangerous creatures but it came to you and didn't want to leave? Because his bloodlust was stopped when he met you. Here in Pandora, every continent has its deities. We are like gods, but we are not since we are not what they worship. All the deities are human bodies, except for Veneesha. This is the land of Fire and the deity of Veneesha is Welches Sprites. Maybe they say

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

She breaks down into hysterics again as I force the gag back in her mouth, “Now for the love of the goddesses, shut the fuck up.” “Witches don’t worship deities,” Samael says randomly. I look at him in confusion, “Ok, good to know, I guess?” “They worship the elements. Werewolves have one goddess, Selene. Yet, you’ve started referring to two a lot more recently.” “Well, before I get crowned, I have to be accepted by Nyx during the Ceremony of Night. I don’t exactly want her to reject me as the Dema queen, so now, I worship two goddesses,” I explain my reasoning, and his face splits into a smile.