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#R18
#MAGIC
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#SUPERPOWERS
#SURVIVAL
#VILLAIN
#REVENGE
#APOCALYPSE
#IMMORTAL

MORTAL GODS: Enouka

A prisoner out for revenge, a power-hungry redhead, a fallen god, and a little princess with superpowers and an impossible quest, go all out in the fight to acquire the power capable of destroying the multiverse. Whether it is to save a kingdom, to get revenge, for world domination, or merely to fall in love with it, none of them can do without this power... so they bring Carnage! This is a tale of revenge, betrayal, love and ambition. "All is fair in Love and War" Throw Powers into the mix and it is Carnage! ___ EXCERPT___ Gorak! 'Oh sh*t!', her eyes go wide. 'What is he doing here? He escaped?' Stunned by her naked beauty, the attacking Gorak stops, staring. She looks like a goddess! Lush pink skin glowing under the sunlight. Those heavenly mounds on her chest with mouth-watering nipples. Well-framed body, with a beautiful, soft ass that vibrates gently as she moves. How could anyone look this gorgeous?! Worse off, she was dripping wet. He wanted to lick her dry! Seeing that he is just standing there, Dela seizes her chance to run. She hurls her sword at him, and he dodges, but then she begins to wade through the water to escape through a tunnel deep within. He wouldn't let her go. Reaching into the water, he pulls her out and slams her against the rocky wall, holding her in place. What was he thinking? She betrayed him so cruelly 2,000 years ago, and helped the enemy take him down! He came here to get his revenge, but what was he doing now? Drooling over her? How stupid. "Mnh... let me go!" she struggled to break free. "I loved you. Took good care of you. But what did you do? You betrayed me the second you got the chance! And what for? A cheap chance at Power?!" He yelled the last sentence in her face. She whimpered, shutting her eyes, her lips quivering. Those lips... "I'm not afraid of you!", she responded in defiance She would fight to the death. She balled her fists, making them into flaming fists. She was strong, but she was still just a Guardian. He was a god. This fight would last only a second. "Still so feisty. Your newfound powers cannot save you." He held Dela in place, keeping both her hands above her head with one hand, pressing down the rest of her body with his own body against the rocky wall. As she struggled to break free, her soft body rubbed against his hard one. It was distorting his thoughts "Hold still!", he commanded. Shocked, she stopped moving. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she realised what he meant. He took his sword to her throat. It lightly touched her skin and left a small cut. Some blood trickled down. "Say your prayers." She shut her eyes again, quivering, waiting for her death. It was finally the time to kill her. He had planned his revenge through the last 2,013 years of his life. How he would enjoy the fear on her face in her last moments, right before he slit her throat, but... Why couldn't he do it? What was stopping him? Gorak had never hesitated to kill anyone in his life before. He was genuinely confused as to why he just couldn't do it. "She betrayed you, remember? Do it, fool! Just do it.", he mumbled under his breath. Those lips... He gulped hard. He wanted to kiss them again! He lowered his sword and pressed down upon their softness, hungrily eating them out in a sweet french kiss. Deepening further, he dropped his sword, freeing his right hand to arc Dela's head, holding it in place so that his tongue reaches into the deepest depths of her soul, swallowing her whole. Wide-eyed, Dela is shocked by the kiss. It ushers in a flood of memories. 2,013year old memories. She embraces him, pushing herself up against him. Her hands are free but what is she doing? Making out with her killer!? ........ #r18 *Book cover credit: ArtStation*

SpilledInk · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
192 Chs
#R18
#MAGIC
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#SUPERPOWERS
#SURVIVAL
#VILLAIN
#REVENGE
#APOCALYPSE
#IMMORTAL

I'm Back!

*BOOM!*

The Enouka's fierce outburst tears through the Cosmos in a split second. Viewed from a distance, it looks like a blinding gold ring of light, brilliant and beautiful, yet infinitely destructive.

Constituted of extremely powerful stellar winds, heat waves hotter than the scorching of a billion suns, and ultraviolet radiation, the gold light travels through universes, instantly disintegrating everything it comes in contact with.

Escorting this wild explosion, are warped magnetic fields and electromagnetic waves, capable of tampering with even the most advanced bionic tech systems of the Keepers.

*BOOM!!!*

It hits the Keepers' Hold.

Gorak holds onto the bars of his cage for support as the Hold tilts a full 90°. Even stronger than the last, the blast lasts longer pushing against the Hold.

It lasts 3 whole seconds, during which the blazing heat of the blast is unbearable!

The Hold had been fortified with an increased atmospheric pressure, freezing temperatures and additional layers of Chalding's protective shield, but the blast this time is over a hundred times stronger than the last.

Gorak's cage slides to crash in a corner of his dungeon along with him. He holds tightly to the bars, bracing for impact.

*SCRRRR...BANG!!*

The heatwave easily cuts through the Hold at top speed, sending a flood of electromagnetic radiation through the entire facility. They instantly hit Gorak's power limiters, scrambling and destabilizing them once again. Then his powers hit him, gradually returning to him 10% a second.

Receiving the sudden burst of power from all the heightened negative energies of the suffering humans, aliens and beings in existence, simultaneously being affected by the blast, the ever-ready Gorak immediately seizes his opportunity.

He does not wait for his powers to be completely restored first, like last time. He utilises what he has to free himself. Hanging onto his tilted cage with one hand, Gorak easily tears through his power limiters like butter within a second.

As they come off, he quickly blasts a hole through the power-limiting cage where he is held before it gets the chance to re-stabilize.

Just then, the Hold is suddenly tilted back to its right position, and so is the cage, as it slides backwards. Gorak is also flung off his hanging position, crashing to the floor still within the cage.

The Hold has amazingly survived the Enouka's blast, due to the detailed preparation of the Keepers, and the extra fortification measures undertaken by Chalding.

But they missed something...

... the unique electromagnetic waves that somehow affect Gorak's power limiters.

Finally freed, Gorak gradually rises to his feet, completely unhurt and feeling zero pain despite his crash, as his powers climax. Feeling a sudden rush of power in his veins, he roars uncontrollably, like a troubled monster, receiving all of his powers fully restored at once.

He was back!

...

Stepping outside the destroyed cage that had been his demeaning for the last 213years, Gorak flexes his muscles before he walks intimidatingly towards one of the walls of his dungeon.

Summoning his energies in a red glow around his right fist, he gears up to blast a hole through the wall of his dungeon, when a troop of prison wardens; Guardians under the employ of the Keeper of Retribution and Punishment, rush in, obstructing his escape.

They had heard his loud roaring and now they had come to find him free!

How he had managed to free himself was a great puzzle, but one thing was sure. They stood no chance against him as mere Guardians.

He was a god of high ranking. This would be a massacre.

But still, they unsheath their power-limiting battle gear and swords, battle-ready. They would throw down their lives to stop this being from escaping.

They owed it to the poor, unsuspecting world.

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***** KNOW YOUR GODS! *****

Presenter: Hello and welcome to "Know Your Gods!"

This time on 'Know Your Gods', we have miraculously obtained an exclusive interview with Gorak the legendary! Our very special MC, sole prisoner of the Hold and Keeper of Negative Emotions.

Now, Gorak... you're finally free. Tell us, how do you feel?

Gorak: Muahahaha!! Muahahahahahahahaha!!! *menacing*

Chalding! Empyrean!...

My dear red-head...

I'm coming for you!

Also, that guard that serves me heart-shaped vege sandwiches for breakfast...

How dare you? I'm a grown god. I need my meat! I'm coming for you too!

Ah... there's also Garfield, Bruno and Raymond... that dumb trio of guards that hesitated to pull me out of the crushing atmospheric pressure ...

... Derek and Marty, the guards who dare insult me during their shift.

Oh yes!... there's also Hamaan, that no good, noisy gum chewer...

*brings out a list that rolls across the floor*

Presenter: Gum... gum chewer??

Oh... you have a burn list! *sweatdrop*

Gorak: Of course! Do you know what I've been through in here?

Presenter: But that's a... really... really... really long list *shivers, hoping he didn't make the list*

Gorak: *too busy looking through the list*

Joseph...

Gary...

Salva...

Aha! Izidor!... his singing is so loud and annoying. During his shifts, I can't even hear myself think!

Unforgivable!

Yes! Every guard in sector 5...

...Sia!

Presenter: Si- Sia?

Gorak: Yes. Sia. Her music is just too good.

Presenter: "..." *dumfounded*

Gorak: Let's not forget, the entire Keepers' Council...

*continuing to read from the list*

...every Karen on earth. I hate that name, Karen.

... aha! Santa Claus!

What does he mean by "ho ho ho"?? Making a mockery of me of something?

Ho You! Ho! *visibly angered*

And what is with that freaky smile, and the extra long beard...

And the child labour! I get imprisoned for enslaving mankind just one time, yet every year, he enslaves an entire nation of children in the name of preparing gifts??

How is no one seeing that? *said with genuine concern*

(Gorak thinks Santa's elves are children!)

Presenter: O...kay...

Gorak: Forcing those poor kids to work, wearing those hideous green uniforms... Santa should be in here with me!

*losing his patience* In fact, forget the list, I'll destroy everyone and everything I get my hands on!

*Gorak powers up, his hands glowing a bright red, to match with his deathly aura*

Presenter: Oh boy... we better leave! *runs for dear life along with the camera crew!*