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Theos Krustallos (God Crystal)

Theos Krustallos is a story about young mortals who possessed the power of gods. They were exposed by the Theos Krustallos (God Crystal), an ancient artifact that stored half of the Old Gods’ power from different pantheons before their death during Ragnarök (Doom of the Gods). They became the new species of humans called Godlings. But you may call them… The New Gods. Join them in their grand, perilous adventures after escaping from a terrorist organization known as the Fatherland. Will they become heroes? Will they become villains? Find out in this brand new original fantasy novel. This story is inspired by Percy Jackson & The Olympians (along with the spin-offs) by Rick Riordan, American Gods by Neil Gaiman, and the Cthulhu Mythos by H.P. Lovecraft. THE GREAT PROPHECY: A new beginning of gods is coming The world shall hear the sound of humming Seven rose against all odds Peace or destruction, judge by the new gods ——— Please show support to me and my work. This is my first ever original story after working on fanfic stories in Fanfiction.Net. I never would have thought I'd be able to make an original one. I started with the mythology genre because I fell in love with it after reading Percy Jackson and learning mythology from various YouTube channels. I’ll try my best to provide the best storylines. I have so many ideas in my head that I want to incorporate, so make sure you don’t miss it. If you want to see my other works. Head to Fanfiction.Net and look for my username - KiddoIsTheBest. You’ll probably enjoy those more unless you aren’t a fanfic fan. Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy the story unfold.

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Chapter 46: Village of Ved’ma

A few hours has passed since the great battle between the three-headed giant and two god-like children. The sounds of the wheels of carriages were rolling along the smooth yet bumpy road. The sounds of animals in the forest were becoming quieter and quieter as the sun was setting down soon. And the villagers were having a conversation with one another, particularly about the mysterious godlings.

The godling, Ezekiel, was opening his eyes slowly. The first person he saw was Hugo who had been awake for quite a while, as he sustained less injuries from the fight so he recovered a bit quicker. Hugo helped him sit up while the villagers next to them, who are the elderly, quieted down and stared at them closely.

“Hugo?” Ezekiel said before groaning in pain, as his injuries were still healing. “Where are we? What happened to Balachko?”

Hugo let out a smile with a huge burst of enthusiasm, “We did it, Ezekiel! We actually killed the giant!”