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God of The Nephilims

In the beginning when men began to multiply, during the era of the first men after Lilith was barnished from Eden. A demon named Azazel who was barnished by the holy gods and sent down to earth married Lilith, and they gave birth to Valyris and Arine, Valyris was a hunter and he was great upon the earth, he later married a she demon Ashtheroth, and Arine married Kein. They are the descendants of the Nephilims. Their children the Nephilims oppressed humans for ages, humans cried, prayed to the holy gods in agony waiting for a deliverer but it seems the gods shot their ears from hearing and eyes from seeing the pain of the people. The worst was yet to come, the Nephilims were immortals because they lived hundreds of years and were Giants. For ages they ruled mankind with sorcery and wisdom their parents Valyris and Arine passed to them. After a thousand years passed, the holy gods summoned Lilith and Azazel to the high court, The court of the gods, as the name implies only gods were judged, Azazel, and Lilith were chained and thrown into the great deep, a prison made for only gods, a prison of darkness, a prison of nothingness As for their children Valyris and Arine, the holy gods cursed them with an everlasting curse. Valyris was cursed with a great curse. In the words of the gods "Valyris! Valyris!! Because you hunt both man and beast, and make yourself mighty on earth, you're cursed with the curse of the beast, as you hunt shall you be hunted. So Valyris was cursed the curse of wolves, Arine, the daughter of Azazel and Lilith played the harlot and taught men and women witchcraft, to drink human blood, and eat human flesh, to cast spells and make portions. She was beautiful, as beautiful as the sun, her hair white as wool and she had the eyes of the holy gods, red and blazing like fire. She was strong but not as strong as Valyris, and all these made her exalt herself above the holy gods. She bought the hearts of men through her sorcery and made men worship her. The holy gods cursed her with the curse of darkness, they said, " Arine because you look like the sun, and you have exalted yourself above everyone, the sun is your enemy." She will smite you, in darkness you shall dwell until the day you will be called. The holy gods left Valyris and Arine to rule the earth for the pledged repentance but they lied because both ruled humans with a strong hand, and the children of the brothers of Azazel, the demons were wicked. The world was full of wickedness only the strong survive, the weak were used as slaves. Valyris and the demons didn't spare mankind. To Valyris and Arine, it is a pay back to the holy gods. They looked for a deliverer but none was found so mankind lost hope, and started eating and drinking forgetting the holy gods.
Wheart · 4.2K Views

I Am The One Who Digs

In a world ruled by ancient magic, swords, and noble bloodlines, Bones is a digger—one of the many faceless workers condemned to toil in the depths. Day after day, he mines in darkness, extracting materials to feed the noble house’s hunger for wealth and war. He’s told that his work sustains the empire, but all Bones sees is the bottomless pit of need from those above. But when the earth beneath him begins to shift, strange things emerge from the stone—relics of a forgotten age, unearthly tremors, and whispers from the shadows. As Bones digs deeper, he unravels a secret older than the empire itself. What he and his fellow laborers have been unearthing is far more than just ore—it’s a power long buried, one that could reshape the world. And the empire knows nothing of it. Caught between forces beyond his understanding, Bones must confront a choice: remain a tool in the hands of those who control him or wield the power he’s uncovered for himself. But as the line between right and wrong blurs, Bones begins to lose himself in the magic he’s unearthed. His desire to escape his fate transforms into an insatiable hunger for control, and the deeper he digs, the darker his soul becomes. In this epic tale, Bones will discover that true power lies not only in what is buried beneath the earth, but also in the choices one makes when no one is watching. The man who was born to dig may become either a hero who defies the empire—or a villain who ushers in its downfall. The question is: how far will he go before he loses himself? (Still writing casually, maybe 1 chapter a week, 2 if I'm free). (I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad on username: SirV)
SirV · 1.6K Views

The War of the Enchanted Jungle

Deep within a cruel jungle where the treetops whisper secrets and the shadows have ancestral power, a young boy named Micheal is 'woken' to a destiny he never pursued. Drafted by the jungle, he is thrown into a world of magic, danger, and mystery where the line of friend and foe blurs with each passing step. It is alive-an old, sprawling force full of beauty and danger. The thing is, it is fractured, too. Beneath the surface teeming with life, darkness brews, ready to consume everything in its path. As Micheal explores this living maze, he finds the jungle's magic is not only a means but an organized, muscular force-one that shapes, empowers, and razes. It has chosen him as its vessel. But this gift comes with a price: every victory that Micheal wins drags him deeper into the web of the jungle, testing his courage, his will, and his very humanity. With such shadowy figures as Vaelor, who wish to twist his purpose, and allies whose guidance is laced with danger, Micheal has to decide if he should give in to the magic of the jungle and lose himself or resist it at the risk of everything else. On one final conflict between the forces of old, Micheal's decisions will seal more than his fate. The balance of the jungle, maybe even the world, rests on his shoulders. A tale of discovery, survival, and sacrifice-this is a journey where even the most insignificant decisions have the potential to echo across a world of magic and mystery. Micheal didn't ask for this road, yet he must walk it. The jungle has called him, and its heart waits for no one.
Ope_Boy · 11.3K Views
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