God's Point of View

When you turn seventeen, right when it reaches midnight, you will have to choose a god to pray to until the end of your life. There are many gods within the world, and you have seventeen years to choose one to be your god.

The tricky thing is, humans may have chosen a god, but god has to choose the human too. It has to be mutual for both of them. On the last day of being sixteen years old, humans have to prove that they are worthy of their chosen God.

On his way out of the grand temple of God of Everything, Azazel ended up discovering an almost forgotten god.

“I really want to pray right now,” he trembled. Ragged breaths adorned the air. His white hair color slowly draped in red from the wound on his head.

He knew this was the end. He would lose the game of this pretend war. He never had the chance to win the death battle.

“-but I don’t know who to pray to. I never get the chance to.” He whispered, feeling the life slowly seeping out of his body.

“Me.” A silvery voice echoed in his mind, talking right into his soul. The God of War, the forgotten God, had spoken to him on the edge of his life.

“Pray to me.”

This is a story from god’s point of view.


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Or you can say that this is a found family among Gods :D

Anyway, enjoy your stay in this book!


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All characters and religions are works of fiction.


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