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God of Slaughter

God of Slaughter

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"When our universe was created, the one known as the God of All cautioned over the safety of his creations. In doing so, he created other gods, some for worlds, some for solar systems, galaxies, and so forth. The fourteenth planet made by his hand became known as Ephridus, where twelve gods reigned over the world and every life it brought to light. Two gods of intellect, two of emotions, two of strength, two of the land, two of the sea, and two of the sky. Twins of an element with no knowledge of their purpose. The God of All never revealed his intentions to the wandering gods of this world. Eons after, the two sides have long waged war on the opposing six. These gods couldn't harm or kill their twins or their allies, henceforth leading their devotees into a never-ending feud. The bloodiest battle said to be connected to their rivalry reigned in the medieval era. In the great battle of Xixtor, named after the long-lost kingdom of Xixtor, the gods gave their acolytes some of their power, leading to mixed bloodshed filled with raw magic. Though the story of this battle is already well known, new information about the results of the event has been uncovered. It speaks of the birth of a thirteenth god. Out of the depths of the corpses and bloodshed, this being had been born of unnatural causes in comparison to the way the others came about. A creature with the slaughter of his creators as his only purpose, he set out cutting down any living thing he could reach. Along with the discovery of their existence, a prophecy from the well of life emerged from its depth, it read "the blood of man shall form his manger, a god killer brings forth worldly danger, the gods of old shall perish in strife, when the last..." ⚠️TW⚠️ mentions of killing, suicide, and other mental health issues. Proceed with caution!!! This story is also under editing so the published chapter may change
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(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

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