I.. Am God?
Check out my new novel! I Am God: Divine Sovereigns of Providence! Theme: World Creation, Gods, Mixed Matthias died and became something that he least expected. "I.. Am God?" Join Matthias as he travel through galaxies and create all things. ––––––––––––––––– What would you do if you suddenly gained a power that no mortal man could hope to achieve? What would you do if all creation suddenly bowed to your power and glory that only lofty Emperors could have? Heaven and Hell submits to your power, The Immortal Realm fears your existence, The Mortal realm bows before your presence. Would you like for all the realms to bow and praise even your shadow? All gods to bow before you? The Earthly Kings and Heavenly Rulers to sonorously chant your glorious name? Or would you like to live the life of mortal men that are doomed to die? Understand poverty and loftiness? Powerfulness and powerlessness? Comprehend knowledge that arrogant gods wouldn't be able to? Or would you like both? Join him as he tries to live a life of a True God, Ruler of Creation. "Are gods the greatest existence in all of the cosmos? No. Why? Gods are only worshipped by mortals who couldn't reach their power. Gods will be powerless in front of true power. They would be powerless in front of me." (Author's note: MC is not arrogant, portrays himself as a little bit naive, only becomes arrogant if needed, lives countless types of lives, from urban to fantasy. Not Harem, although he would have wives in some worlds, but he does not entertain the idea of harem. Sorry harem lovers who expected that a god would become a man of a 20,000 women harem. Characters aren't that important except for those who have been to more than one world with him, and expect heartlessness in some occasions.) Disclaimer: The author does not assume/own the rights to the photo cover and would comply with the owner if ever he/she wants the author to take down the cover. You could contact me in my socmed account. Twitter: @WashingDishes07 Discord: MattWashingDishes#4663 Facebook: WashingDishes07
Ciandor Refuge, Treants
Christopher looked north and sighed, "Five years ago, we also tried to request help from the dwarves but was turned down. Five years ago, given that we were just a developing territory, we thought that it was because we are weak to even be considered as an ally. But when their fellow dwarves of Gindor City from the east asked for help to resist the assault from the Spirits four months ago, they were also turned down immediately, causing the fall of the Gindor dwarves. The survivors journeyed west and were found by us and we kept them. That was when we heard the atrocities of those cowards!" He grunted hatefully.
"Wait, wait. Did you just say assault from the Spirits?!" Tatec's eyes widened open and asked with fear plastered on his face.
"Unfortunately, yes." Christopher nodded with sadness.
Thinking that something happened because of Tatec's shout, Tuwa, Lanros, and the others rushed inside with worry. "What happened, Tatec?" Tuwa asked nervously.