Novel & Cerita Wow Incredible Answer Where Did God Come From

"Third, why me? And who? Who gave me this, well... 'ability? If I should call it that way." "Well, we both believe in god, right? But the god we know on earth is the god of our universe. It was clearly stated in various holy books, right? So how about the god in another universe? And the god who created the gods of these universes? "He smiled suspiciously as if he's arousing my interest. "There is a God who created the god we know, and he gave it to us. I don't know the reason why, but I'm sure we can benefit from it."

However, he does. Because it was an answer through ‘research’. I don’t understand. He told me that I don’t need to. Because the more he knows, the more he understands which would return with more questions, the more the answer for the problems leads to the existence of the ‘God of Creation’. He asked me before— something like ‘how the world begins’? How would I know? ‘Big bang?’ I answered. —something like ‘why do humans and different races all over the world exist’?

I suggest, not remotely having expected to give a rundown on existence. “There’s a God in my living room. Who wouldn’t want to ask those questions?” she asks like it’s obvious. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, “You’ll be sorely disappointed. We just… came into being. There’s a realm, in the far expanses of the galaxy made up of colours you can’t even imagine, and that is where we began. We don’t know how, and we don’t know why, we just are. We know how to live and exist, much like how a baby instinctively knows how to crawl and walk even if left alone.”

“I didn’t do it. First, I saw my parent in a dream and they gave me some various instructions on what to do.” “That’s great, you now know who you are,” “Yes, I think so.” Silence followed. “Wise one. Tell me, do you believe that there is a god out there?” “There are many gods out there, my dear. But if you look closely at the fishes in the waters, the birds of the sky and the way the sun raises. You will find out that there must be a force that is keeping all these things in order. Nature in itself cannot maintain order for a very long time. And order in itself cannot exist on its own. So, I think there must be one God out there who is deciding the way things should flow. His name I have com

It’s this mind-blowing rich culture with an intricate tapestry of their history, and it pains me to know I spent my life trying to snuff it out. “As I’ve told you, each God was born from the cosmos, we don’t know how and I’m not even sure they do either, but Azadou wasn’t. Azadou was born from another God,” she says as we enter her library. “As in he’s the son of a God?” I cautiously ask.

“Ok so this is what we talked about before, but I’m still confused. How can you be created by gods and be from, outer space?” “The powers of divinity pre-exist both space and time itself. For example, the big bang in layman’s terms is the concept that in the beginning there was nothing but dark and emptiness that stretched fourth throughout the world and that a hot spot of matter within this nothingness heated up so much that it exploded causing a mass expansion of atoms and matter creating the universe itself.” “Yeah, but what exactly does that have to do with gods.” I say further confused

I created many females of various species, including many human females, some of the elementals, and angels," Visha described, as this new enlightenment caused an explosion through my brain. I pondered everything she said for several minutes. So many questions flooded my mind, yet my soul guided my brain in feeling this explanation of the universe, and creation was vindicated. "What about God? I mean, I am trying to understand all of this, which is quite deep, but the monotheistic God that most of the human world believes in, whether it be a folk religion, Islam, Judaism, Christianity, etc.," I asked. Visha smiled and said, "the version of God that they believe in is loosely based upon the o

She looked around like she was looking for something. "Do you think we can touch everything." She whispered. I gave her a simple nod as she looked back at me. It seemed like I had peaked her interest. "I've never seen anything from a mortal realm before." She sighed in wonderment. I wouldn't be the one to tell he that mortals didn't create this. We did. Nothing that was in the mortal real was created by them. Different Gods were responsible. Everything just traveled and everyone liked to call it a mortal creation because God's never used it. Or it was in a mortal realm first.

Zaykee bombarded him with lots of questions. "I am Uzden Trilo, the founder of these creatures. I created them from the past centuries. I am sure you'll question why I lived this long. I'll answer that, "The answer is simple, I won't make things harder for you to understand. I am immortal, I don't die because one of the gods cursed me for creating these creatures. "According to them, gods and goddesses only have the right to make life and nature. Well, I created life and at the same time, soldiers, to protect humanity

“Tell me why I should consider this?” “Your curse would exist as long as you are Yaweh’s son and to be honest I wasn’t able to study Crocell—I am fascinated at the creation of life, especially rare circumstances such as your situation.” The god said and somehow I felt like there is a glimmer in his eyes that I can’t decipher. A glimmer of light that is akin to longing.