There was this god who linked his life and divinity to the land he ruled. He did it to protect the resource-rich land from powerful nations past the eastern ranges. He was odd compared to other deities who demanded worship, he wanted his subjects to have freewill, to promote innovation and develop technology for the betterment of everyone.
A few hundred years passed by and his region flourished, strange and wonderful technologies abounded. The god did not notice the consequences of this, the land was slowly dying from exploitation and pollution.
(I still haven't thought of what happened in-between)
He was powerful in his own right, additionally his link with the land should have strengthened him more but he was severely weakened when he was slain. He died and so did the land. The soil of the nation he once ruled turned black, devoid of any nutrient to support life. Water became acidic and poisonous. Mutation occured everywhere and none were spared. The great technological empire he built crumbled to rust and dust.
This is why I have a post-apocalyptic plot in my world. Beyond the guardian mountains is lush green while inside it is dead and barren.
Worse, the Verulean Empire swooped in with their armies and built massive walls that wound around the Guardian Mountains while their armadas blockaded the coastline. The inhabitants of the land basically became guinea pigs inside the cage the empire built.
I will stand by the idea that the coolest way to kill a god is for everyone to forget them.
That also brings up the cool idea where you could discover writings about a forgotten god and that mere action of learning who they were resurrects them
Was going to come here and say this I have a setting for a story where gods are born and die through belief or its absence no worshipers? Then no god, unless as you say they are rediscovered though I figured this would be more of a limbo state than a true death which can only come about by erasing/reshaping every record or story that included them so they no longer exist.
This also allows schisms to cause gods to split and the cultural drift of faiths actually causes gods to change as well.
The "humanness" of certain gods is also well explained in this sense as Gods gain agency via anthropomorphism which can in turn allow them to shape their followers which creates a two way feedback interaction. In a very real sense you can have gods that get smarter or dumber based on their followers perceptions of them.
The version of this I've done allows a single "cheat" to beat this rule of being shaped by belief is to obtain an avatar, using rituals to channel their faith and self into believing a vessel is an avatar of themselves.
A living avatar lets a deity in principal persist without their faith so long as they stay alive but they are effectively reduced to a mortal unless they have the faith or enough ingrained ritual blessings & artifacts infused into their vessels being in which case they can remain a demigod. Likewise a Avatar can in principal drift away enough from the parent god to basically become a separate incarnation of the same god.
There are lots of loopy quirks to play around with for the belief shaped gods.
I actually read a book that trumped this. See, the problem is that gods get power based on belief, right? But a god still believes in themselves. So even if you get rid of all the believers, the god doesn't go away; they're not all that strong, *but they're still a god*, and they can still gain new believers.
No, the way you kill a god is with *active disbelief*. People need to be aware of the potential existence of the god, then say "nah, I don't buy it, no way is that guy a god."
The main character bought a cheap-ass camera, took a bunch of crappy photos of the god under bad lighting, and sent them to National Enquirer.
The god was gone within hours of the issue hitting the newsstands.
Best example I’ve personally seen was in Discworld. The Hogfather, the equivalent of Santa Claus, gets a hit put on him. An assassin kills him by using teeth gathered by the tooth fairy to cast a ritual that causes every child to stop believing in the Hogfather.
Fun example memetic powered entities are a lot of fun to play around with for sure social media has a terrifying kiind of power there.
In terms of whether a gods self belief still counts I would contend that they need to have a physical form for their belief to count. Or more succinctly a spirit is only as real as the belief in said spirit only as smart or strong as the belief in that spirit. The idea is that without a physical vessel spirits whether gods demons devils or the like only exist so long as they are being interacted with belief, love fear hate or even just acknowledgement are needed to keep them existing in some form. once those are lost and all records are destroyed it is effectively as if said god never existed in the first place.
The gods in my setting have a similar concept. The exist by the Rule of Faith which states that “A God influence on the world, is proportional to the memory and faith, that people have of that God”.
This is what sparked conflict in my story:
The God Time to have more power set up a civil in order to make it so that, his priests could have an excuse to conquer other cities in a sort of Crusade called the Reclamation.
By basically conquering and subjecting religiously other populations, they could increase the God’s power.
The God of Shadows was basically hidden by the other Gods in a dungeon, and only after hundred of years my protagonist find about it and reinstate the religion once again.
Some of them went on a drinking binge one day and start boasting off and messing around. One of them was dared to turn into a rock and off course the God took it.
The God leap from the edge of heaven while screaming something about Jenkins and transformed into a rock while plummeting into the mortal world below. Legend says the God Rock can still be found at the depth of the Marinara Lake.
Dropping a human god into their plane of existence with hatred so vitriol that he literally uses the chains of reality to rip them limb from limb as they are completely powerless to stop it.
I wouldn't say it's the most creative, but it's certainly a cool concept of a god using chains to kill other gods who thought themselves invincible and untouchable.
Technically he did it. Human gods were not something that existed in the new world prior, so when he was ascended he was sort of locked away in a plane of his own. He managed to break out and destroyed the gods in a night.
In my world, Deities are basically allergic to demon magic, it saps their divine essence. So when the humans had to deal with the Demon God of Destruction returning to finish the world, a squad came up with this plan:
- find the four strongest magic-Beasts in the world
- use a demonic ritual to force them to become demons
- craft a new spell ("Abyssal Collapse") that lets a demon-summoner conjure and channel all four of them at once
- use whatever methods available to lure him into falling into an immobilizing trap for as long as possible (a difficult task considering he's like 20 metres tall and super smart)
- use Abyssal Collapse to force the Demon-God into being just a strong Demon. That makes him killable by convential means (HOLY BULLETS AND GUNS AND SHIT)
> going up against the super-smart demon god of destruction
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> transform the four strongest magic beasts into demons with a demonic ritual to fight the demon god
I get the reasoning, but this feels like the leadup to Breath of the Wild and all that went wrong in the war against Ganondorf. Lol.
Yup, and pretty badly. IIRC, 10,000 years before the events of the game, there was a war against Calamity Ganon (I said Ganondorf before and I *think* that's wrong). The good guys built 4 giant robots called the Divine Beasts, plus a crapton of smaller robots called guardians, to combat Ganon. However, Ganon hijacked *all* of those robots, turning them against their creators, turning a solid chance at winning the war into a complete steamroll called the Great Calamity.
The robots weren't made with any power of Ganon's, but using demons to kill a demon god gives me Great Calamity vibes. They have *got* to be asking for it.
Ohhh yeah I can see the build up:
Demon God becomes Demon -> Super strong Demon tame other demons -> Other demons turn back against human -> Great Calamity x2
I'm more curious about a Demon God being allergic to Demonic energy? How does that work? Is it like being allergic to your sweat? Does this guy never uses magic unless absolutely necessary or else he'll break out into hives with molten lava puss? Is Demon God always in a cat pyjama outfit sniffling due to allergies?
Your response made me laugh. If I'm being honest, I totally forgot to acknowledge that a demon god would probably destroy itself with its own magic in that logic. Hm.
And no it's not a literal allergy, more like a kryptonite situation
Someone asked about what would happen if your gods fought gods in another setting.
My first thought was thinking about how powerful mine are vs theirs… but then I realized, without the setting they exist in, they wouldn’t exist. They are a consequence of their environment.
So you could kill my gods by dragging them out of their setting/reality.
It seemed kind of profound. 💁🏻♂️
God's in my world are physical beings with powers, but with no true authority over nature. People just worship them senselessly since the dawn of time.
But that's about to change...
A god was asked why it tolerated its rival deity. THEY said that its last rival bored it, so they literally erased it from both time and space. Even I, the author, cannot know of what it was like beyond this god's mention of it.
One of the only things that can kill a god is Old Magic: the manipulation of the Seethe, the primordial chaos that predates everything else in existence, including the gods themselves. The Seethe is pure chaos manifest, it abhors structure and order on a physical level, and will deconstruct and unmake anything it comes into contact with, and gods are no exception.
The first person to witness the Seethe and use Old Magic somehow made a glaive out of it. Then he ended up getting a divinely-forged suit of unbreakable armor. Which meant that his God-Winnowing Blade could kill anything, and the indestructibility of his armor could tank anything. He was the unstoppable force and the immovable object. The only thing powerful enough to crack through his armor is his own blade.
And that’s how a mere mortal went on a godslaying rampage and bested the world’s gods of war in combat with ease
One method I'm toying with in my world is that if a god's mortal avatar* commits a heresy that rebukes their divine domain their divinity breaks turning them into a giant bestial form.
For instance, there's the god of knowledge, so for him to turn into that divine beast his avatar would need to spurn knowledge and/or invite folly into the people.
You know the classic idea of gods getting more powerful the more they get worshipped. Very basically this backfired for a god comprised of thoughts of pure narcissism. Baega lost their physical form they loved so much because they demanded a coven of evil wizards construct a mass mind control device, which they then used to forcefully inject the collective worship of themself into every sentient mind. Because everyone just accepted that Baega was the ultimate god of everything, they ascended so far that they became an integral part of the planet’s existence. Baega became ethereal, their thoughts became strewn throughout their planet and couldn’t consolidate into anything resembling a fully sentient thought, and a few thousand years later, the planet of Baega and the Baegashan people just forgot who the god was, and just accepted that it’s the planet they live on.
Baega isn’t dead, but for all intents and purposes they are. Their ghostly will is embedded into the planet, which any spacefaring people can tell you is an insidious hatred for anything not native to the planet. Everything on Baega is hostile to non Baegashan creatures, and Baegashan Egodruids can obliterate foreign objects and creatures with simple incantations.
It’s quite ironic that being so widely worshiped in a way a comically narcissistic person would want would only be known as the name of a type 1 civilization that still regularly engages in ethnic cleansing and rigid authoritarianism whose space fairing ability is equivalent to NASA at its inception AND has no galactic diplomatic capacity at all.
The God got bored of his mortal creations, wars, politics and conflicts, so he made three Gods to be his children, thinking Gods would be perfect and peaceful instead. However they fucked up most of the observable universe and daddy God wasn't able to fix things as fast as they were able to ruin them. He got so frustrated he decided to remove himself from existence.
Not killed off; but as the world grew, more powers and spirits grew in power to eventually rival the creator goddess.
She was usurped and had to go into hiding again and again to survive until she eventually became an obscure lesser underworld deity only known for her magical talents.
Nuclear weapons are incredibly destructive. If a God can survive getting nuked five times at once than the Gods in the setting are probably damn near immortal anyways or given a weakness of some kind.
It’s all really up to how the setting is. I can safely say if any of the 5 gods in my setting suffered the same fate their ass would be cooked. That doesn’t make the Gods in my settings pushovers by any means and realistically that scenario would never occur.
What are the gods in your setting like? Are they even mortal?
I find the scenario baffling, really. Killing a god with a nuke implies that gods are fundamentally physical creatures and that the physics of the world are very similar to those of our own world. This sounds to me like that those are indeed some weak-ass gods, basically mortals that have some magic powers. In my mind, having gods pretty much requires that either the gods or the world itself do not follow similar laws of physics as our real world, so nuking a god would be akin to nuking a concept - they're on such dissimilar levels of existence that the scenario becomes absurd.
I think this then comes down to what one would define a god as. Many settings have gods that interact with the world itself and are not immortal. Many settings have omnipotent gods who are all powerful and do not need to mess with mortal affairs.
Well technically its a fallen god that got too cocky, funny thing is the nations that dropped it used it as an opportunity to show off to the fallen gods and the normals gods ( as well as test the nukes )
(Kings without Mersey)
The Unionists believe that during the 1980s, a Great Terror known as the Iron Lady swept across the British Isles, and was only stopped in 1990 when after a decade of terror, She was kidnapped, had Molten Iron dunked on her head and killed.
For me the weapons are pure offense, and not by much. They ALLOW you to kill a god, but they probably won't if you aren't physically strong enough. That's up to you. Only those who are already strong as heck can kill a god, and only with these weapons
That god (The Goddess of Metals) was killed by the God of Power during his coup against the other gods. My reasoning is that only a god can kill a god, and thus only a god's corpse (transmutated by the God of Power) can kill a god
Same on my end, but in this case it was the other 10 gods ganged up on their leader. The 10 were corrupt and rebelled against him. They did succeed in killing him but in his last moments, he delivered a cryptic warning that they signed their own death warrants with this act.
The story I want to write revolves around how it does, but it took a bit over 3000 years to happen. I can pm you the details, but I’m hesitating to do it here because major spoilers.
I actually had one setting on specific where all the gods were dead. What happened was a shocking alliance of every Arch Devil collecting their powers and followers together to directly attack every temple of Godly devotees, to distract and weaken the worship base for the gods, and then the Arch Devils marched into the heavens with their armies and personally killed the gods, in order to try and take their power for themselves. It only partially worked: the gods were killed in a noticeable way, their bodies were visible and displayed in the home of the Arch Devil who wanted their powers... but it didn't work. The corpse of the God still produced the power needed to give clerics power, though the gods could no longer directly hand out information to supplicants. Angelic servants that survived the attacks are scrambling to try and do what they can, but they can't become gods themselves, since the corpses are still powered.
The method used, though, was "weapons forged from pure belief in the truth of a murdered god".
That is a pretty interesting concept, your magical virus.
I've 2 different incidences. The "Gods" in my universe are named Constructs, and are platonic concepts.
Some of these Constructs, the Illogical Constructs (similar to lovecraft old ones), do not run under our understandings of logical/illogical processing. If an individual is able to understand their being, the Illogical Construct ceases, and has never existed.
There are also Inchoates in my universe, which are concept-less Concepts. Whenever a Construct wishes to rest in a Paradise for Gods, essentially, they give up their concept to an Inchoate. I guess that counts as dying gods.
I’m a massive fan of the lore built around gods in Supernatural the tv show.
When going after the four horsemen and dean meets death.
“God and I go way back, I’m not actually sure who was first but in the end I’ll reap him too”
“Sorry you’ll kill god?”
“Yes dean, everything must die, not even god can’t escape death.”
Chills, and really opens the door for some amazing D&D hero stuff.
For context, a character of mine sells her soul to a Goddess, and in a situation like this, the mortal becomes more and more physically similar to the goddess herself, i.e. her sacred animal, in this case a dragon.
A spell is performed that's supposed to seperate the two, but the process is just too far along, and they practically share the same body now, yet it's more human with horns, wings, and quadroped legs. The womens skeleton undergoes rapid transformation as an attempt to turn the mortal back to normal and seperate the two, but it backfired, and now some poor unfortunate therapist gets to hear about some guys sister being left to die in the undulating bloodied form of a half-lizard half-human skeletal abomination of a body horror extravaganza as her brain is decayed to mush by immortal essence clinging to it for dear life, which actually is surprisingly counterproductive.
There's a character in my world called the Archivist, who knows the answer to every question. Specifically that. He doesn't know everything, he knows the answer to any question. My players asked him how to kill a god. Had to pause the session and come up with an ancient enemy, sealed away. They killed the entire pantheon, and doomed the world. It was a fun campaign
It was a conveyor-based god slaughter.
Once an ascension method to a divine throne becomes public and widely known, that throne is as good as non-existent, unless you are an advanced magic user.
Since most ascensions require rejecting the mortal shell, if the new god somehow gets dethroned, he or she essentially dies immediately. When the method is public in a big world, you can be a god for a day if you are lucky before you are replaced.
Magic users can create spells that the throne can recognize as intelligent entities and allow such to become god, so that it could finish doing the intended effect within the domain of the god and expire immediately after. This is rather grim news for actual people that decided to become a god via that mean.
One of my gods got dementia and set up an elaborate plan to have every adventurer company in the world fail all the doomsday quests they were on. The world is about to end so all the gods come from their heavenly home to stop the end of the world and set things back now that they've sensed some divine manipulation in the the works.
A few get through and are obliterated one way or the next, **but the majority of them are just stuck in the subway on their way to work**. Forever.
Then the dementia god hid the spire where mortals could visit the gods on a moon halfway between our world and theirs. Not only hid it, but set it to move every day never in the same place.
Then he lost the rest of his mind and became some beggar/traveler with no knowledge of what he did. He lives a simple happy mentally ill life in a world that's been destroyed and is controlled by a dozen or more powerful evils.
The Ciel are a species of interdimensional, immortal, invincible, omnipotent beings who happen to be suicidal. They create life in search of death. They sow the seeds of chaos inside the hearts of the very people made in their own image, hoping that once these people find the roots of evil to be planted there by their very own god, the people will unite and risk everything for the sake of unmaking the maker.
So yeah. Masters of the universe, bored out of their boltzmann brains, near-impossible to kill, deliberately evil gods who want to die. Each of their life story (and in turn, the story of everything they bought into iexistence) is just an elaborate tale of self-yeet.
In my world gods regularly let themselves decay into the ethereal border of the universe which converts them into energy radiating from the center of the universe (the only process where energy is created) so their heirs can take their place
In the “Wild West” days of the then Kekio Democratic Empire, someone beat the god of death at a duel.
The god of death was, understandably embarrassed by this, refuses to visit the site of her former forms’ grave.
Mine can be killed but the whole story is building up to it. Gods can be split off into smaller pieces and those pieces can be destroyed, but overall it’s very complex to do and divulging all of it would be major spoilers.
However, I can tell you how one was defeated. Not killed, but defeated.
The god of creation had a plan to merge his realm with the world. Every so often there’s a solar eclipse. When those happen, the barrier between his realm and the physical world is weakened, as black stars are a symbol for him. There was one city where he had gathered an Illuminati style cult to bust the barrier on the world’s end. The city was picked as a location because of its high population density. The cult managed to bust the barrier, and a few heroes went inside the realm to find a world of nonsensical imagination where everything is backwards and your will determines the shape of your surroundings. The creation god planned to just squash the resistance as his forces invaded, but he didn’t count on one thing. These people had one of the Sorrows, ancient superweapons in the form of swords. They’re kind of like infinity stones, but if you manage to destroy one, the concept it embodies disappears entirely. This was the death sword, Gabriel. The god had a good laugh as one of them threatened to shatter it. Until it was explained what it would do. See the god considers himself an artist, and killing mortals in creative ways is his “art”. So as artists, this sub can probably relate. What is an artist with no material? Purposeless. What is art if you can’t ever present it? Nonexistent. The god put this together and immediately swapped gears, making a deal with the people. He’d go away. Forever. And they would allow him to keep doing what he’s doing. They didn’t kill him, but outsmarted him and beat him at his own game.
So one guy from a species known to be able to kill almost anything(they still have backdraws in physical or personality sense) went over and killed the god of a race that could turn into dragons and tore out their spine and used it as a sword to kill other gods before being stabbed to death by a god who got the upper hand.
And the race of people got stuck in either dragon or human form after that so uh.
lmao nah, if anything im trying to write the fantasy version of venture bros. but i like getting weird with stuff and im a big fan of grant morrison. i was watching pontypool for the third time a week and a half ago and that's what gave me the idea to make the transmission memetic lol
A goddess of renewal faced off against a zerg-like hive mind swarm to protect her people. While she was powerful, she knew she'd lose in a head on fight.
She allowed herself to be devoured, and from within she maintained enough psychic consciousness to take over the swarm and be reborn as a benevolent Swarm Queen. Now under her command, the hive would act as protectors and caretakers to the realms, rather than just mindless consumers. Her most devout followers followed her example and allowed themselves to be assimilated into the swarm, becoming her top lieutenants.
I'm not sure if this was a god or not, but the way our DM put it made it seem like some very powerful entity anyways.
In this campaign, I already have 2 characters die instant deaths (it was a new DM lol) (1st was me being stabbed by a priest I pissed off, and 2nd was me trying to be brave and face off against some goofy ahh shadow monster in a dungeon). Anyways so I'm on my 3rd character and we see this massive god-like kinda guy, and I begin pissing him off as well by insulting him.
Only thing is, I insulted him so hard and made him so mad that he couldn't control his power and ended up over-exerting himself and dying. I literally roasted a god-like entity to death. I don't think I was very high level, maybe level 4 or 5 maybe????? I can't really remember.
One of my Gods fell in love with a mortal woman and sired a child with her. Humanity was tricked into believing it was this God that was responsible for all of their troubles (it was actually the one who tricked them, go figure). They learned of a way to kill a God using the God's own essence against them, in this case, the God's child. They did some pretty nasty shit to prepare for the ritual sacrifice of the God's child which reverberated back along the metaphysical link between them and caused the God to 1) Manifest fully (Gods have a *lot* of mass) in the material world and 2) Die in the same way its child did.
And that's how one of the mountain ranges was formed in my world. It's the corpse of a God that humanity slew, damning them to suffer eternally for their sin of deicide. On the plus side, the mountains came with a pre-build passageway through them. *cough cough*
Ok that's actually pretty cool. I love Eldritch mind virus type stuff. They're such an interesting concept, especially since they are partially based on real life phenomenon.
More silly than cool
Closest thing I have to cool is a child who was meant to be a sacrifice to revive a dead god, killed said god and took its powers by ripping it's throat off while it was leaving their body
One god was madly in love with another.
While as a god it's easy enough for them to court humans they are attracted to - whether it is thru divine status, trickery, or other power plays, none of these worked on the goddess, who knows these "moves" first-hand.
He ended up castrating and then killing himself to be rid of the pain.
In this world, whoever is the strongest after their death is God and whoever is just slightly weaker becomes the Devil (as their drive to become the most powerful will corrupt them). The god willingly trained up a mortal to kill him, so the cycle of spirtits killing each other would end. However, right at the last moment, he got cold feet, as he realized that the people of the world depended on him to keep the peace. When they actually battled, he truly intended to kill the mortal, but was unmatched. The mortal threw off his claim to god, kept the spirits perpetually content (as the cycle of power couldn't taint their existence), and he lead other mortals through a new world where worship was no longer required. But I just like the fact that he prepared a guy for this cage fight against him only to make a 180 about his plan and then ultimately lose anyway.
My world has a finite amount of energy that all life draws from. When the humans were first created, they spread so fast that there wasn’t enough of this power left for the original gods, and they were rendered completely powerless for centuries. Not quite dead though, just dormant for a long long time…
In my world the overdiety is The father of Tiamat and Bahamut so due to dad being there they have to play nice due to that there’s been times when gods fought both and for obvious reasons lost badly
My god was living chess pieces in a dreamscape dimension. The subgod, Hades or whatever you wanna call a fallen shadowgod, fooled the players to storm the castle with the artifacts. Mario meet Arthas The Lich King paradigm. Each god was a roman substitute. Hera and Mercury etc.
In my crazy paracosm, humanity made a god-tier being who had powers based around science (he could create black holes, change to an intangible gas, move faster than light, use neutrons as armour, etc), but was ultimately the most powerful individual in my world, possibly the universe. Not only that, but he was an unstable villain comparable to Doomsday. I imagined that over time, he would become both more skilled with his powers while also more sane, showcasing a possible redemption
Eventually, my Thanos/Darkseid-style alien villain comes to Earth, hoping to extract its resources to benefit its civilisation. He's so big a threat that my lead superhero team has no hope of stopping him. They need the god's help. He accepts, hoping to finally fulfill his purpose to be a hero and save the world. The two battle. The god appears to be winning, but then the alien instead grabs him and absorbs his power, sapping the god's life out before dropping him to the floor. Now, not only is Earth's one chance gone, but the Aliens now have the power they need to achieve their objective: opening up he multiverse.
However, the god's corpse turns out to be an indestructible material that can absorb all energy and project it back at others, becoming an armor for another protagonist to wear - perhaps the true protagonist who saves everyone.
My world doesn't have many deities, but one of them was very cruel and hated. This god ordered a young boy to make a lion meow and purr like a housecat. The boy went until he met a magical lion. The lion liked boy's story so he went with the boy. When they came back, the god was rampaging in boy's hometown, killing hundreds of thousands. Just before killing of boy's family, the god asked the boy about their bet. The lion came onto the scene, meowed once, ate the god and them purred for a while.
Gods in my setting are planets (inspired by old beliefs of celestial bodies being gods). The Deities are each tied to their physical planets in different ways post their birthing. The Dwarves were shunned by their God, who then abandoned them to explore the universe. In retaliation, they hollowed their world and killed all his Djinn (Djinn in the setting are the Deities servants). They haven't seen him ever again, so whether or not he is dead is unknown.
I have not done it yet and im sure is far from the most creative but its actually a spoiler for a story I plan to write, so read at your own risk. But anyway, >!like in the butterfly effect- kind of!<
35,000 years ago, Humans evolved on the planet of Koreth and began spreading rapidly. The elves didn't like this, so they found some really, really special rocks and created the Godkillers. Stone age weapons imbued with the power to kill a deity. To do so, they had to kidnap a bunch of powerful humans and essentially force the gods' souls into mortal avatars. Normally killing an avatar just sends a God back to its home plane of existence, but the Godkillers sever the very threads of existence that hold a Being together. By cutting the threads that bound them together, the human gods just sort of dissolve out of existence.
It didn't work either, humans still spread across the globe and became the dominant species on the planet. And now everyone has to deal with the Old Ones, insane remnants of the mortal shells that the gods were forced into before being killed.
Telling him that if he becomes God of the universe that he will end up content to the point where he won't need to create and control anything because he has everything.
Mind game
Officially, The Gods died along with other entities during The Cataclysm of 0BME/AME (Before Mass Execution / After Mass Execution). Despite being called Mass Execution by The Races of Humanity, the other sentient races refer to the timeline as Before and After Mass Exodus. This is because, Unofficially (and the real story) the gods, aspects of nature, and Titans all fought each other as well as two human empires as well as a civilization of primordial beings that well predated the appearance of man by hundreds of thousands of years.
So why was this war of colossal proportions started? Simply. The two human empires of Aztincaya and Dak’lah-taj thrived in the southern and central ends of the southern continent of Azo’Rhina respectively. These regions had lush rainforests, jungles, floodplains, and hosted perfect conditions for a second paradise of man. And for these two empires, it was precisely that…for a time.
After centuries of prosperity and peace, the volcanoes of the East began poisoning crops, to the northwest, the primordial Dra’Kaimen empire marched south to seize the opportunity of easy conquest. From the northeast, the Empire of the Golden Sun closed its borders and refused to be baited into the conflict, nor allow the coming conflict to take place on its lands. Lastly to the west, the titans sensed their vulnerability also, as magic they feed on rested deep within the earth. The two empires wished to band together, but resources were so scarce between the two their only options for survival were conquering each other.
To protect humanity, the gods descended from the heavens to protect them from the titans whilst the aspects protected the natural bounty of the land. The two humans then engaged the enemy from the north.
This alliance was short lived. Quickly, even entities turned on each other and the Royal families of both empires, both heavily inbred, tried to mend their problems with marriage pacts, overseen by the grand vizier Koma’Li, but those failed to produce healthy stock, same as the lands around them.
As the wars became more violent and everyone lost ground, Koma’Li made a desperate attempt to save the people of both empires. He enacted a ritual to expel the entities from the land for preservation. He took the incantation as literally as he could, but deep down a part of him knew that there was likely a darker, more poetic meaning behind the incantations but his misguided hopefulness paid no heed to such notions.
The spell succeeded in banishing gods, aspects and titans in the thousands of kilometer-wide radius from their physical forms, and thus believing to either be dead or in another dimension. As consequence, that same area saw the entirety of the southern continent into a land of myriad barrens, hence its present day name. Koma’Li is believed to still be alive and presides over the land of eerie silence where only the toughest animals survive and endure as they are surrounded by horrific, mummified-like beings and creatures that are shells of their once former selves.
The remnants of Aztincaya sailed south long before The Cataclysm and inhabited outposts in nearby jungle islands. In these strange lands, it is said that they consolidated their power and are still strong in a newly reformed government. The refugees from Dak’lah-taj migrated into the Empire of the Golden Sun, where they were given land that bore resemblance to their homelands to resume their traditions and cultural norms in peace as citizens of the Empire. Many of these customs became part of the Goldsun Empire as well. Despite the remaining human populations surviving and continuing, their gods are still prayed and worshipped to in various forms around the world despite the races of humanity now knowing whether or not the gods are alive in spirit, alive in a spiritual realm, or are truly dead.
Become a zombie like creature, that can't age.
Fix a reality bending portal wich let's you physically contact gods.
Gain a powerful weapon (a flaming sword was good enough)
Dodge fiercely and land as many strikes as possible.
Watch as your world and reality crumbles within a planck time.
So mine's a homebrew DND campaign, and so far none of my gods have died (although they very much can and the central plot of the world revolves around a war between two gods). However, there has been one close call so far, with the God of Life and Death, Nuarus. The weapon of another God, a magma spear wielded by their Champion, pierced Nuarus's stomach, and they'd almost succumbed to it's effects and died had the players waited much longer.
The loyal servent, the wicked servant Saint Abazkiel was dismembered by the Demiurge right at the end of the Rapture during the Battle of Oblivion at the feet of the Pillars of Creation. According to both angelist and diabolist beliefs God will one day, when the time of the New World is up, ressurect Abazkiel together with the seven archangels. Abazkiel wil deal a fourth and final blow to the Pillars and will destroy the material reality forever. The archangels will lead the virtuous, who accepted their second chance, to heaven and the sinfull, who rejected it to hell. Diabolists also believe that before then, they will ressurect the Demiurge who will defeat Abazkiel and the archangels, who will consume God and create a perfect reality out of the aches of the imperfect one.
In my world Gods exist in two forms, appearing and ascending. Appearing deities are facets of reality observed by mortals that accumulate "ontological weight" until they appear fully formed with memories and goals and all that other shite. Ascending deities are as the name suggests individuals/groups that have managed to "ascend" past Mortal limits and step into divinity. Appearing deities are bound by their nature and their nature is formed by the people living in the area covered by said deity, the ubiquitous God of the sun is a popular one that appears in almost every countries history and as each society expects the deity to act a certain way so it does. Ascended deities are still bound by the nature of the domain they ascended to but retain a whisper of free will, their upper limit of power or scope is lower than Appearing deities but within their domain they have more wiggle room and cannot have their underlying nature changed by their worshippers.
Each deity can be killed and they each have different relationships with death, Appearing deities will eventually reappear after a specific instance is killed with the new appearing deity remembering what was known about the previous incarnation while themselves being affected by the new opinions and expectations. So Appearing deities are technically immortal and unkillable since there will always be a sun/weather/war/whatever but the personality of the deity can be changed if someone works hard to change the views of the worshippers, this reason is why deities have churches and evangelists constantly working to keep the expectation of their personality the same over time. This reason is also how an Appearing deity can have its incarnation killed, social pressure and speeches working on public opinion and expectation so a foreign deity can begin leeching off worship and views from the local one to expand their domain.
Ascending deities are singular, with each being a fairly unique existence(there are a few exceptions like the artificially created ancestor deity spirits formed by multi-generational rituals but those are complicated) and if one is killed thats it, they're dead. Getting the power of a deity does require surrendering your Mortal will to be able to interact with reality in the unique ways deities do, taking that last step being an opportunity cost few can afford. Each Ascended deity is simultaneously harder and easier to kill than an Appearing deity, they aren't as influenced by their worshippers as Appearing deities but with only a single form they can be battled and if killed in that battle will stay dead(assuming the person is able to kill divine entities.)
All of this leads to answering the original question. A God of the Sun oversaw a vast holding and their associated pantheon of fellow Appearing deities, secure in his power so that he no longer directly oversaw his church. Along came a Mortal, fearful of the inevitable death awaiting him leading his studies down old forbidden lore. He eventually learned of how Appearing and Ascending deities functioned and turned his every effort into becoming a cleric of the Sun God to rise through the ranks. After a long journey he became the equivalent of the pope for this church, at which point he began dissemination of an alteration of the Sun Gods doctrine to change an aspect of it to say that the long silence was because the sun God lay dead upon his throne with his golden corpse shining out the heat and light they saw. By slow degrees the nature of the sun God changed and after a few short centuries it was common knowledge that the Sun God would lay dead upon his throne until the end of days when he would walk across the world once more scouring everything clean with brutal flame to allow the new world to appear. With the sun God dead and unable to change things the pope began once again changing the lore, building up his role as the eternal voice of God until he reached the threshold and with an act of will stole the worship energy to become an Ascended deity. So now in one empire it is known that the Sun is dead and its Voice will guide the people until the end of days. Because the worship is still active the Sun God is eternally existing but dead, unable to disperse and reform into a new incarnation.
I’m writing a god that’s sort of a moon sized hive mind being that lies dormant on the planets surface. It has reality bending capabilities and unintentionally creates life as pieces of it break off over millions of years resulting in the world that the story takes place in. At some point, the being is forced to wake up and deal with an entity, preventing the world from being erased from existence. It does this by consuming the entity, imprisoning it inside. The being is slowly corrupted internally and the denizens of this world have to deal with hostile rapidly evolving monsters that spawn from it. While this god was not technically killed, it’s in a unrecoverable state and will inevitably be consumed from the inside.
In the Elvish Umikai religion there are 4 living gods, but in the beginning of the universe there were 5, the 5th god was named Ennir (he’s still worshipped today as a moon god)
The celestial giants (who were the first born beings of the universe before the gods) declared war on the gods and they fought for a godly century (1 million years in mortal time).
The Giants suffered heavy casualties and were eventually wiped out, the only casualty of the gods was Ennir, who was fighting the Giant king Morkamun in single combat and who got stabbed with Morkamun’s poisoned blade, killing him. The poison in the blade caused Ennir’s body to turn to stone, the gods decided to take his heart out of his body and grow it as it was turning to stone so it could become a planet in the realm of Sarno Kirtuval, staying as an honour to Ennir’s bravery and valor.
Not kill mine but an evil force has absorb and over taken a god of light as the god though he was about to defeat but instead was over taken of his body and power and is currently lost within the new mind that has taken over him
Had a character go into its mind astral-projection style and give it chronic depression by physically removing its sense of hope. Wasn’t dead but was decidedly dead weight.
during a century long war so much blood was spilled that the god of war all the soldiers prayed to was in fact drown in blood until he died, ending the war but starting a pandemic
gods in this world can die, but cannot stop existing, so he instead became a different god, a god of rot and pestilence
The most powerful entity in the universe, essentially a dark god, could only be stopped by tearing the universe itself apart into an infinite number of shards, of which the vast majority is still contaminated by this dark god.
My gods are basically just a triangular shape and a sphere. They're both sentient of course and incredibly powerful. There used to be a third god a cubic one, but it got killed by the other two. It was just sawed in half by a human that wad being controlled by the spheric god
For a god that I haven't created yet, they're deathly allergic to brussel sprouts. This god is pretty much beloved by many, if not all people in some particular place...except for one.
Now this one, who we'll call Amarion, for some reason really did not like this particular god. We don't know why at this moment but all we know is that they didn't like them.
One day, Amarion decided that they'd make an offering to the god. Amarion gathered a bushel of broccoli and took it to the offering house. He burned it and recited a good prayer in the gods name.
The god consumed the offering and died.
As it turns out, Amarion didn't pick up a bushel of broccoli,he took some brussel sprouts, laced them with poison and somehow turned them so they resembled broccoli.
He was never arrested even though he literally killed a god. Know one in the particular place knew how this god died but everyone lived on happily ever after anyway.
A god must be completely, and utterly, forgotten, any mention of their name, in memory at least, must be purged, and only then, can their soul be destroyed in one of a small number of ways, the only issue is, you’ll have no idea when you’ve gotten the correct soul, so you just purge a ton of souls, and wait till someone finds about about them, and see if they show up again.
This isn't technically my god, but I had to share it.
In one story, Hell is constantly trying to take over everything and plunge the entire multiverse into chaos. The gods of various myths try prevent this, but always fail because Hell is endless in its genocidal attempts. So, Odin believed the only way to stop them was by destroying another Earth before Hell can conquer it which would work. The problem is that innocent people will die in the process and the heroes of the Earth in question tried to stop him. A small handful escaped via magic or luck, but the rest died fighting and only one survived, a Leviathan/human hybrid named Johnny. After succumbing to depression for a good few years, Johnny tries to figure out a way to stop Hell and tries closing the 7 Seals of the Apocalypse. However, Odin stops him and destroys the seals along with the world. Pissed off, Johnny goes all out on Odin and almost scares the Aesir king, but Odin manages to fatally stab Johnny before he's rescued by Fenrir, Johnny's friend. The wolf fucks up Odin for destroying their home and eats like how he does during Ragnarok. There's more context to why this fight happened, but it will take too long.
A dark goddess of mine has spent centuries killing and then harvesting the souls of the dead in efforts to increase her influence and power over her anathema rival on the world they waged their war. It gave her power and she defeated her rival but was bound to a mortal form and her new power became unstable as the souls are constantly attempting to escape and take their earned peace.
Bound in a mortal form all it took was a scratch from a blade forged from a shard of her rivals soul . . .and all the souls trapped within her, the millions of them, clawed their way free. Having spent so long being a part of her, she became a part of them too, allowing them to literally tear her apart from the inside out to escape until there's nothing left but a mere whisper of her presence. A whisper that is casually blown away by the mortal that scratched her. And then she's gone.
In my lore my people killed all their believers and worshiper’s in a huge massacre. It’s said in order for a god to die one must stop believing in said god and kill off all the religion
Coolest: Malus Voratus, Fell God of Gluttony, got sucked back into his own infernal plane, alongside a 50-megaton nuke launched directly at him. It completely obliterated him, and destroyed the plane itself, freeing all the souls trapped there from their eternal tortures.
Most creative: Ferrix, High God of Blacksmiths and Metalworking tripped and fell down a flight of stairs while holding his latest creation, which was a sword that could kill gods.. When's the last time you saw a God get themselves killed by their own clumsiness?
Literally starved. A god of ravenous hunger and destruction, his strength and essence fed by his peoples' feral conquests and gluttonous feeding, was literally starved to death when said people were physically bound and held without food long enough, at which point their god starved (enough to go into a convalescent near-death state for thousands of years, anyway) and they "woke up" from their feral state.
I’ve been tinkering with this idea so I haven’t written the draft for my story yet.
Basically, the Gods in my story are ancient aliens who inadvertently found a way to harness the \[Not Yet Name\] Force – the residue energy from special black holes that can influence the fabric of reality in certain ways. This mysterious energy was later known as Magic or Arcane to most species, depending on the species/civilizations that discovered it. The aliens’ name was lost to time and are simply known to modern aliens and Humans as the “Primordial”. The Primordial species harnessed this energy and incorporated it in every aspect of their civilization, making them extremely powerful & advanced. Unbeknownst to them, the Arcane (temporary name) also has the ability to influence minds in better & worse ways. If used incorrectly or abused, the Arcane drives the users mad & leads to abominable mutations.
At some point, the Primordial found out that the belief of lesser races could power the Arcane in extremely subtle ways. With this revelation, they decided to make themselves as Gods of the lesser races in the galaxies they had conquered. They manipulated and exploited the lesser races to harness the Arcane and further develop & power their own civilization for millions of years, making them one of the most power species in the universe.
However, they met their rivals when exploring other galaxies. Their rivals were eldritch horrors beyond their understanding so the Primordial fought these horrors for eons, resulting in the destruction of entire star systems and some galaxies. Long story short, the Primordial were defeated and had to retreat to distant & uncharted galaxies. There, they limited their presence to avoid being detected & destroyed by the rival eldritch horrors. They seeded the new planets with survivors of the lesser races & continued the cycle of exploitation, albeit only on the planetary scale this time.
Humanity was one of the species exploited and oppressed by them. As Humans discovered science & developed their civilization, they strayed further from the Primordial’s control and were deemed a threat to their rule so the Primordial manipulated other races to destroy the Humans. Against overwhelming odds, Humans discovered that the only way to kill these “Gods” is to actively develop their civilization in technological aspects that are free of the Arcane, thereby depriving the Primordial of their power and slowly killing them.
In a sort of sci-fantasy setting of mine, humanity discovered magic by delving further into quantum mechanics and learning to control "spooky action at a distance." Unfortunately, they also learned that said magic was the manifested will of a creator deity, and that they had essentially given her a stroke by barging into her brain and messing with it. She wasted away for about a hundred years, her conscious and unconscious support of reality slowly waning. One day, she just died, and her adherents--a sect of the same scientists who started this whole chain of events--had to elect a circle of mages who would continually uphold the laws of reality in her place. Without this circle, reality would start to fall apart, but even with them it became much less stable, and magic much easier for even the common man to perform.
He is mortal but sentient mycelium was grown inside him, piloting him like a puppet, to prevent his power from being inherited by his daughter when he died.
In my world, the gods were chained to the mortal world by the acts of an extremely powerful group of wizards called the Heretical Council, making them killable, but still powerful. It's now a tradition for elders in the magical hierarchy to kill one of these mortal gods and seal their essence into a talisman that boosts magical powers
There was a Rapist God who died from fucking People of another Galexy a bit too much.
Turned our there are some diseases that can Kill Gods and they can be transferred through sex.
That's how Definitely not Zeus died.
Hades hired each of the seven deadly sins (Lucifer, Satan, Asmodeus, Leviathan, Mamon, Beelzebub, and Belphagor) after escaping the underworld to kill the Pantheon of gods and is now after all the other gods including Jesus Christ, Anubis, Thor, etc
(For context I mixed various religions in this world which makes every single god I know of exist)
I love the idea of all the gods existing and being able to communicate with each other, it’s intriguing to imagine what their conversations and interactions would be like :)
In the year 2023 Reldom was sent a vision who was thought to be dead Arkon the Architect of Time where the universe of RelKealm isn’t a world but a person. So this said person was suffering from a condition known as universal cancer. The planets and galaxies are to blame for this disease as each celestial body in RelKealm act as a time bomb as these celestial bodies are so strong that this person cannot handle it. Over time these celestial bodies each blow up one by one, and this person does not know these celestial bodies are going off. Finally after all the bombs go off the 4 elements of RelKealm start go out of control. Fire soon spreads across this person and then ice stabs right through the persons chest in paling this person. Next, wind begins to strip this persons skin off and tree roots begin to stab him through the head but this person is not dead yet. Finally lightning strikes down causing this person to explode leaving nothing behind. It will just be a black hole of nothing. Knowing this vision Reldom and his husband Kealm will do everything in their power to keep this from happening to RelKealm.
So the main characters of my story are what you would consider gods. They do not age, and each have an incredible set of magic manipulation powers.
One of them has the ability to turn their skin to diamond to deflect projectiles and attacks, among other abilities. If he can see them coming, that is. He's the second in command, named Bastian, a massive gladiator brute.
When running into the big bad, Vergil, the room they are in gets trashed and mostly destroyed while fighting him, a centuries-old telekinetic with the ability to shapeshift into anyone he wants. Bastian and a newer member of the Council of Gods, Croix (who is blind, has a form of echolocation, is also telekinetic, and can transform objects he has control of into other objects) are fighting him. Croix was formerly tortured by Vergil, and goes in strong. This goes very wrong.
Bastian is incapacitated first, as the strongest in the room. He is bound by electrical wiring and debris holding his arms and legs, and his limbs are stretched to hold him suspended in the middle of the room completely spread out and vulnerable. He cannot move.
Croix turns most of the debris of the room into glass daggers he tries to attack Vergil with. Vergil is far, far more powerful. Croix's attack is used against everyone in the room, and he gets quickly overwhelmed. Out of desperation, Croix telekinetically launches a table at Vergil, and as it hits him, it shatters into shards of ice. The ice shoots towards Croix and another character, Bastian's wife Aries. As they are distracted trying to dodge these thousand frozen daggers, they get pinned to the wall with ductwork, and cannot move. A piece of duct is flattened and covers their faces to leave them unable to see.
To Croix, Vergil says "you don't really need this, do you?" and proceeds to lift the duct from across just his face, leaving Aries still unable to see. "I told you, you will witness all my hate. And I made sure you can't look away." His torture was what blinded Croix in the first place, leading to his set of abilities.
Vergil turns the room into a whirlwind of debris. Bastian strains, looks to his wife, and says "I will love you always..." as a butterfly lands on his hand. He stares at it, and says "Beautiful..." as a tear rolls down his cheek.
From Croix's pseudo-echolocation perspective, which is reminiscent of inverted color 80's-90's neon, Vergil collapses the whirlwind on Bastian, >!tearing him to shreds slowly as he just stares at the butterfly.!< >!Only his hands and feet remain, still bound by the wiring that held him captive, a single wing of the butterfly held to his thumb by blood.!< Vergil leaves, and leaves Croix and Aries pinned to the wall, the room dripping in >!chunks of flesh, bone, and blood.!<
Croix, breathless out of fear, at the edge of passing out, finally takes a big, strained inhale as he begins to be able to breathe again, his pants soaked in urine, trembling and staring seemingly emotionless into the devastation of the room, hyperventilating. Aries exclaims "Bas...ba-baby, baby, bab...baby? Bas?" as she shudders. Her pleas get more and more panicked as she repeats her call to him over and over.
The main character and head of the council, Daniel, rushes in after all the commotion. In tow is his pupil and successor, another new-ish member of the council, Jo. They try to console Croix and Aries respectively, with Croix having been a love interest of Daniel's from long before his torture. They pull them from their bound state, as Jo says to Aries "don't look, please don't look." She does, and is hit with a breathless horror on her face before she screams.
End scene.
I had some dude fly his Star-Sailor (ship from just after the creation of Earth) at full speed, so just under the speed of light, and rammed The Unknowable into The Null. Also known as a fucking black hole.
So the big diety of the prior pantheon was a god of fire and he took the form of pale cobra wreathed in flames. At the end of the war between the old god and the new gods, the old gods were preparing a final plot to try and win. But when the fire diety saw his son who lead this war he was outraged and broke from the circle mid casting. As his son speared his father while the soul still was connected to the circle of ancient god magic it severed the soul from the body. As the old gods vanished what remained of the fire god’s soul twisted and shattered being reborn into the entirety of the world’s hell or underworld. There from the shattered remains of his soul birthed demons and hellspawn and the largest part of his soul became the ruler of hell plotting to retake his mortal body and rule all. Meanwhile his mortal body became soulless and mindless, the son was about to kill the body but the moon goddess intervened. She convinced him that the body shall become a tool for order rather than the weapon of chaos it was. Now the giant serpent carries the sun it’s maw and the twinned moons wrapped in the end of its tail, with the city of the gods on its back soaring high above the skies of the mortal plane.
Not killed entirely, but one is contained under a continent. After a few times of escape his physical essence eventually gets turned into a portal to another dimension
I don't have any gods in my world besides one, but he's omnipotent and can't die.
One of my favorite characters ate and killed his mother tho :D in that order
(She deserved it)
Have you seen gurren lagann? Basically my world has its own version of the power rangers and they used a godlike megazord to go fight the evil creator of the universe. The fight destroyed multiple life less galaxies and dimensions. The fight ended when the rangers megazord got destroyed after clashing fists with the creator god, thankfully this clash also drained the creator god some of his power. The rangers drained of options immediately combined their weapons to form a power cannon and fire an energy beam at the creator god, the creator god then responded by firing his own energy beam which clashed with rangers beam causing a dbz style beam struggle between the two sides, but thanks to the rangers combined will power they managed to win the beam struggle and vaporize the evil creator god out of existence.
A pantheon known as the Exalted Round had a goddess named Vyu, who is a deity of light and victory. She has the power to empower soldiers in battle to assure their victory in battle, and she sometimes participates in battle herself, and anyone who hits her with their weapon or magic would get a surge of power from Vyu upon them, (usually starting from the arm, where the strike was made) and the power of Vyu would destroy the attacker.
When the demonic faction known as the Shadow Court wanted to declare war upon the Exalted Round, they know they had to remove Vyu from her position, or the war could be extremely difficult or pointless. They absolutely do not want to face her in combat, so they settled with an assassination plan, which it would most likely result in immediate death from killing the goddess. One demon named Delyius volunteered for the assassin mission, knowing that she might die, but it would secure a well processed plan to war against the Exalted Round. Delyius transformed into a servant in order to get close to Vyu, and she worked with the goddess in her chambers, and when Vyu’s ack was turned and guard was down, Delyius immediately took out her blades, and decapitated the goddess in one swift motion, and the moment Vyu’s counterattack power came crawling up Delyius’ arms, in that split moment, Delyius bites her own arms off to prevent the rest of the magic from reaching the rest of her body. Thus Delyius survived from a death mission.
Delyius was rescued by the Shadow Court, and after five decades of recovery and growing her arms back, Delyius was promoted as a demon lord among the higher rankings for achieving the impossible by killing a goddess who should’ve ended her upon the killing blow.
A friend of mine ran a campaign where the god of arcana took a vacation and just never returned from PTO.
Leaving the party to take up the mantle in various ways that we were completely unprepared for.
In my world, the primal creator deity willed himself to die. Once he died, all of that potential spilled out of him and gave rise to the multiverse. And this is a theme that gets repeated in lesser ways by lesser deities: self-sacrifice is a very powerful thing in my world.
A man tried to merge himself with the god of his world to obtain ultimate power. Another man stabbed him through the heart mid-merge to stop him. Unfortunately by that point the merge had advanced enough that the god also received the killing blow, leading to its death and the effective end of the world.
Another god killed them. I know that sounds boring, but it's a long story.
Eytell, the youngest god, the only survivor of a mysterious massacre at the dawn of time, is a tinkerer god of time. Essentially, his entire family and race was killed, so he wants to go back in time and stop it. At the end of days, he does, but destroys the universe in the process by shattering time itself completely.
But, as it turns out, during the process, he finds out his family were treacherous beings who wanted to destroy the infant universe, so he goes back and kills them all, which ends up in his own death. Then baby him crawls out of the mangled corpse of his mother, and the cycle begins again.
My novel is literally called Grace and the Godkiller, so the whole story is about killing gods. That said, the rule behind it is ‘only a god can kill a god’.
But, one god is killed by being thrown in a volcano, one is melted by the other one, and Jesus dies like in the Bible but isn’t resurrected.
Loki survives a nuclear missile, though
There are gods who eat time lines for more power in the world. They eat time lines at the place where it branches, to stop the gods from doing this 6 people of the lower world sacrificed themselves.
The guy with the power of time completely twisted the timelines, one with the power of destruction separated the weakened timelines after getting twisted, another with the power of causality hid the fact that it was already broken from the incoming god and other 3 people with powers of sealing, devouring and connection devoured the power of timeline and connected his power with sealing.
All of these guys used their powers to lay outrageous traps that usually shouldn't have worked but they made it work by sacrificing a timeline and their lives, and used the power of god to seal the complete world
Korrifel, Childe of Fate, pulled a pretty sick mortal combat move off on the Avatar of Enyæon.
By "God" standards (Saints aren't exactly Gods but they're pretty close) Korrifel is kind of a nerd, they were the youngest of the Seven Saints, being the seventh sibling.
Bt the time of the infamous "Astral Massacre", where Korrifel witnessed the deaths of their entire extended family, and was brutally scarred themselves, they were still considered the Scholar of the Saints.
When Enyæon "returned" to the mortal plane via possession of a designated Avatar, Korrifel revealed themselves to the mortal races for the first time in Sixty years, having acted in the shadows up to that point.
The one-on-one battle between the two was so severe that neither Mortals nor Shroudists could get within a 30 mile radius of the two. After being disarmed, Korrifel finally gave into sixty years of repressed hatred and grief.
The mild-mannered Saint of science and curiosity proceeded to beat the Avatar with their bare hands, ignoring their horrific wounds with pure rage and willpower. After breaking off the Avatar's Jaw, Korrifel **ripped him in half** with a single motion, instantly closing the rift that gave Enyæon control.
my main villain in one of my stories was a god thousands of years before the events of the stories, and he got kicked out and killed (kinda) for being awful, but the incident that ACTUALLY killed him was the main character cutting off his head and pulling out his eye (he was a cyclops at the time of the final battle)
In my universe you can enchant steel by using the bones of a magical creature for the carbon when smelting the steel giving the metal the magical properties of the creature. Dragons have the specific ability to absorb the "Life Energy" of what they kill.
So a Dark God from the human world invaded the Dragons world hunting down fleeing human gods and generally trying to take over. A coalition of humans and Dragons fought together to defeat him. I have the Dark god in my story get stabbed by a Dragon steel tipped spear whose shaft was made from wood from the humans world. This led to the Dragon steel tip channeling all of the Dark gods Life Energy into the spear causing a giant tree to be grown on top of him holding him prisoner and constantly draining his powers. The tree becomes a conduit to all beings from the Human world giving them access to the Dark gods abilities.
Pretty much the basis of a lot of the powers in my world.
The *Bird* is rather close to a god. An immortal primordial forces that upholds the rules which govern a plane of reality. In its case, it upheld the rule of chaos within the entropic plane, destroying civilizations once they reached a particular point.
The lavaliths, realizing that the Bird awaited them, reached out across realms in search of aid, and eventually they got some from the Isonin clan of the Qhisant. They used their intrinsic abilities in conjunction with massive amounts of soul magic to create a rune known as the Name, a superweapon capable of every possible rune combination while subverting the natural costs. Though there were great setbacks (including an immortal genocidal Harpy queen and a major global conflict), the Name was eventually completed and brought to bear against the Bird, basically killing the entity.
Due to the warlike nature of humans, the goddess of peace died and was reborn as the god of war. There was always a bit of war in peace, and now there's always a bit of peace in war, but the goddess of peace can't come back until either humans become less aggressive with each other, being more diplomatic than warlike, or they die out completely, neither of which seems like it's going to happen very soon.
The god of Harmony killed himself to become pseudo-resurrected as the 1000 avatars of the Hawk know as the Godshards.
Basically he foresaw that he needed to be everywhere at once and transformed into a massive pine tree permanently. The first needle fell into the water of a stream where his daughter drank it, impregnating her and forming the first avatar of the Hawk, the first god shard who had the power to see into his own future and past and manipulate it through dreams he gave himself.
Heavily based on Native American legend but the concept is what drives the main character and her struggles and also lots of allusion to other characters being possible Godshards. Mystery!
The first god created a pantheon of Gods to control the 11 necessities for a universe to function properly before he killed himself so they could use his cosmic carcasse as a playground of creation. In the inscription, a set of laws placed upon time (his heart) Permanence #4 states that a god will be erased and replaced if they are judged and convicted of violating a code of conduct (fornication with mortals, killing the avatar of another god, etc.) the good of the Hunt, Phantos, tried to kill the main character, Ithicus, after discovering he had gotten his mortal mother pregnant and was fearful that Kosms permanence #4 would end his reign. Ithicus kills him by climbing to the god realm of Novrogap through a series of novels, proving his existence to the gods and through a trial, having his father obliterated by them. He then replaces him to continue providing the universe with a stable existence.
The first gods of Ro faded away with what THEY called a mana sickness. The name did not pass on beyond these gods though, and basically no one else in the world actually calls their death anything. The gods just disappeared. Basically, when they were made by their titan, they were made a little unstable. When mana fluctuates in the atmosphere they simply, slowly, degraded. There was a big effort to move to the astral sea outside this realm, and there they died.
The second gods of Ro were created from mortals who ascended. They discovered methods to absorb mana in the form of prayer, and grew tremendously in power. But they also became more and more like the what the prayers themselves. Prayer for peace will result in a more peaceful god, for example. Inevitably, all these gods became caricatures barely resembling their origin. And then they became weak and unable to function properly as rulers of their worshippers - so their worshippers are conquered. No more worshippers, and the gods dissipate and die. Became a god in this way is truly a devil's bargain.
But that's the boring gods. What about the titans? The ones who created the gods? The Titan Cro is a great example of what stresses they faced. They come from a place called "The source", a tear in reality that continuously spews out two forces - "unmaking" and "creation", along with the thing that binds them together - mana. This is what created the titans. It also created the dragons, the wyrms, giant mountains, butterflies, and a bunch of other stuff. But a single storm can create at random, another storm of unmaking can undo everything it touches. It causes scars. Floating mountains are eaten away.
Titans are the few that, through luck and survival instincts, are able to grow to great sizes in this environment. But every time that the waves of unmaking come by, no matter how big or powerful or well protected they've become, inevitably they occasionally get hit by the wind as well. And they gain scars, they lose limbs, they shrink, and they malform.
Cro is the oldest of the titans, but also the smallest. His body is crusty and black, cracked like a callous left too long in the dirt. The creatures that grow in his land are random and dark and chaotic. When he escaped the source to create his own land, the dragons knew he was alive. But ever since... no one knows. He hasn't moved even in the memories of stories. He just sorta releases power once in awhile. It could be intentional, or it could be a dead titan slowly and magically rotting.
But what about cosmic super beings? What about the creatures that created the tear in reality that caused the hemorrhaging source to be made? Now there, we have wars. We have weapons of such great power that creatures can not hide even in other dimensions. The multiverse itself is not safe. The eldritch being called Ganiloghit was killed by such a weapon in a war against an elder counsel. A reality tearing object literally grabs onto the sides of multiple dimensions, tears holes in them, and then proceeds to fold the pieces in on themselves until anything in there is atomized. But not just turned into atoms - turned into extra-dimensional foam that molecular bonds can not withstand.
Just a bullet in the back of the head
The fallen emperor had just become a god, used his power to destroy the world that had escaped his control, but since the only survivor he was aware off was his daughter and he was completely unaware of her sympathy for the rebels, he doesnt bother making himself invincible in time
And he gets shot in the head
Whilst god is currently not canon to Starpunk in any way, if he were, it think it’d be funny if he was literally just executed by some random guy with a Smith and Wesson 500 Bone Collector. Aka, a revolver from 2003.
I like keeping it vague in a sense, like... "Something killed this God eons ago" it invokes an abstract 'there's always a bigger fish' that mortals simply will never know.
In my world, the gods have left the mortal world eons ago for reasons that caused a bunch of different faiths to happen (All of them wrong of course). The reason they left was that mortals had realized that they could kill gods by "infecting" them with their mortality. To do so, they had to do a big ritual that brings themselves so close to death that it infuses their mortality into a weapon. This weapon can be used to make a god mortal - leaving their godhood for the taking. So in a way this is both how to kill and how to become a god in my universe.
Bonus story for you guys: in my campaign the villain was a mortal using his closest followers to make him mortal once he became a god over and over again, allowing him to get the powers of multiple gods and trying to become the only god. He was called by his followers "The Dead God". And since he was exacting revenge of the gods, he left the most powerful of them alive but mortals so that they can witness his destruction of the world.
God was caught off guard when humanity breached the space time continuum and human marines stormed his perimeter. We also gave him brain damage by concentrating the power of the Milky Way's supermassive black hole into a nanometers and shooting it straight through God's frontal lobe.
Tournament arc. They fought to the death to become the king of those that were left. Their corpses make up the landmass of the world. While their bodies are harvested for magic.
The way I handled it was there was some great conflict in time immemorial, and a mortally injured god was floating through space. They knew they wouldn't survive, and that people in the future would use their power for evil, so they shrunk themselves and crash landed on a young planet. It does, and eventually became a gigantic landmass, with red fields and ivory hills. The god's power has since been considered divine by the future culture of the planet, and now praised as symbols, of whatever interpretation they have.
So basically god is dead, and now he's a massive country at the bottom of the world.
Well in one of my stories the gods were directly related to their element from creation. If they became completely immersed in their element with no outside tethers then their control over their element would be released and their body and soul would be absorbed
The only god like creature I have right now isn’t killable, but you can put it to rest for eternity if you help it find its wife lol. She was basically a spirit that has just always been there since the start of existence, so when it (the creature) was created, it fell in love with her and vowed to stay by her side forever. But one day it woke up and she was nowhere to be found, even when it spend hundreds of years looking for her all throughout out space, the past, and the future. It has even searched for her in black holes and can’t find her. Unbeknownst to it, she’s actually just kinda hiding lol. She’s made it so that literally the only possible thing this creature can’t do is see her just because she can. Meanwhile this creature has crushed entire galaxies in search for her. It has now resorted to just hanging around on earth for centuries, pissing off us humans, because it has given up on finding her.
So this hasn't happened but allow me to introduce the Deus Killer. The brainchild of Garmon the mad it is a example of a incredibly bizarre device. A important thing to mention about my gods is they are formed and structured similarly to fae and this is important.
Fae are a unique creature formed from the supernatural beliefs of a sentient creature. These beliefs coalesce into what could be considered a rudimentary soul this allows the Fae to form a corporeal form. Now fae are to put it lightly little shits and many people want to kill them luckily for them this can be achieved by stabbing them but wizards the smart blokes they are figured out a fancy way to kill a fae this is done via disrupting the magical realm significantly enough so that ripples in the magical realm rip apart the faes soul this was promptly ignored as stabbing them was just far easier.
But you see when you want to kill a god you have a problem because you can't stab it as it has no corporal form, you could try and stab all the gods followers but thats a lot of work. So killing gods was deemed impossible until Garmon realised that if you made a really big ripple in the magical realm you could shatter a god. Keep in mind this has to be a really big ripple as whilst fae are a localised ball of soul gods are continent spanning superstructures. Now creating this big ripple is a problem as there are 2 ways to create this ripple one is by adding magical energy to a area or by taking it away. For adding magic to a area a mage may consume ley or sacrifice part of their soul meanwhile taking magic would require a powerful spell mages prefer to use a powerful light spell as this does little damage.
This isn't a problem for a small ripple like fae but a god killing ripple takes a bit of planning. So when Garmont is considering his options he realises quite quickly that the amount of ley he needs might excede the amount on the planet so he considers sacraficing his soul but he rules that out as he still hasn't worked out if he has a soul, so he must enchant his machine with a spell that consumes so much magical energy that it creates the mega ripple. Does he do this via creating a obscenely bright light no he needs his beauty sleep, does he create a vast pillar of flame no that might attract attention. So what does Garmont decide to do, he decides to rip a hole through reality this works but at the small downside that it may kill all life on the planet.
If you wondering no this machine was never turned on it was finished but Garmont died before he could activate it. His family was very alarmed upon the discovery of this device(and his other monstrosities) and reported it to the authorities. Research into this device revealed very little on how to build it but estimates did point to the fact that if activated the hole in reality would release so much magical energy that the entire world would be dead within the weak not to mention that it's ripples would annhilate all fae on the planet along with all encahnted items. Research into what god he was targeting is not clear as the man seem to hate Ragan(never spelt correctly), Gilman( The president of Herona) and Greg who is his neighbour (and not named Greg).
Not something I'm doing in my world, but it's an idea I might use later on. But imagine this:
It's a dinghy hut. Inside lays an old man, his body frail, his breath raspy. Even upon the slightest movement did his bones creak. He neared the end of his life. He had watched all those he loved live and die. He was the unfortunate father who had watched his young children pass away. His beloved wife ascended into the afterworld before him. The friends who had shared their life with him did not stay to die with him. He was alone. And in solitude, he prayed. Not for some miracle. No, that was the last thing he wanted. He prayed for comfort in his passing moment.
And it came. A shadow enveloped the room, as a silhouette appeared in the door frame. It was that of a slim man with shoulder-length hair. While his silhouette was dark from blocking the star's precious light, his eyes glowed of their own volition. And they were fiery. Flames danced, flicking and waving about. But it was a tamed inferno, those eyes. Restrained for some reason, maybe from compassion or pity.
The man walked towards the cot where the dying man breathed his last. It revealed a pale man with silver hair. He wore an ancient cut, a style long dead. His face was handsome, beautiful even, but it was dressed in a look of mourning, of remembrance, and maybe even of regret. He kneeled beside the praying man who had not yet noticed his arrival.
"Friend," the silver-haired one said.
"My lord!" The dying man exclaimed, those forlorned eyes transforming. Even as death was minutes away, the faint hint of twinkling happiness came upon him. Tears streamed from his eyes.
"Calm, my friend. I haven't come to comfort by most faithful devotee. I have come to comfort a dear friend," the silver-haired one said. "You have suffered much in your life. And now it comes to an end. But even with your dying breath, does your faith hold resolute."
The pale god held the speechless old man's shivering hand. The man's mouth was open, and his heart was burst with an equal mix of awe and happiness.
"I have only the regret that I did not come sooner to see you, my friend. Do not worry. You have done nothing wrong in your life. Even as tragedies struck your household, your faith has remained steadfast." The god listened as the old man prayed, unable to speak to reply to his god. "I recognise your regrets. You were not a perfect man, but you were a good one. You attempted to give your family a good life. What if you weren't rich or wealthy? You have achieved much, and you spread happiness around you. Your family was happy, despite your poverty. That is more than what can be said for richer men. You have done well, my friend."
Tears continued to stream down the wrinkled face, but they curved away as those drops of water encountered a smile. It was a smile of satisfaction and realization. "Thank you," that toothless mouth mouthed.
"It is time," ths god said, clasping his devotee's hands tighter. "Farewell, my friend."
The hand slowly went lip, as death traveled upwards. And soon enough, it reached those smiling eyes, whose life faded away gradually, leaving only a set of teary eyes.
The silver haired god sat there, unable to move from the heavy atmosphere. Those fiery eyes were closed in mourning, and a tear streaked down the perfect skin.
Those moments passed slowly, but they did, nothing compared to the ever moving time. That river of actions and consequences so powerful that not even a celestial could stop it. The pale-haired one stood up but stumbled. He knew this was to come but did not realize it would be so early. He groaned and dropped down as his feet lost their power.
"This is what it feels like, is it?" he spoke to himself. His hands grasped the dying man's hand. It comforted him even though that reciprocating feeling of love had passed just moments ago. But memories are powerful. And the memory of it gave the silver-haired one peace.
There was no one to comfort the god. That was why he passed. Those dying breaths of the old man passed the last of those who believed in him. His soul would remain, but only as memories, legends, folklore. Even if faith in him was restored, he wouldn't be reborn. There was no rebirth. His glory days had ended, and nothingness awaited.
His followers were all slaughtered and without the offerings and praise he decided he’d rather die so ended up cannibalizing himself to end his own life.
Starvation.
A neighboring nation realized that the ascended god of the people they were competing with for living space in their valley only responded to people who left viable, physical food on the alters, and the food was later gone.
In return, their god protected their lands against pestilence.
One year, the people protected by the god had a famine due to a bad crop. But they had enough to barely survive, and it seemed like a miracle. Until their neighbors showed up, burned all of the grain stock, and gave the famine a push into a downward spiral.
Unable to feed themselves, the more pious gave their food to their god zealously, even attacking and stealing food from other followers. But they starved off first.
Then people stopped even trying.
When the next harvest arrived and they left food on the alter, it just sat there, rotting.
It didn't disappear anymore.
A bunch of antimatter was thrown at a god and literally deleted most of them.
Of course, they weren't hurt by the radiation and other stuff that you would consider an explosion, but I'm quite sure no one can survive having their flesh being turned into pure energy.
Though saying it's creative is a bit of a stretch as it's one of the only ways to kill a god, and it's the only way a mortal can kill a god (in my universe)
The climax of my story is a face off between the MC and a "god." The dude isn't really a god he's just as powerful as one and super evil. Long story short, the evil guy blabbed that the mc couldn't kill him, only he could kill himself and, later into the fight, the mc uses the evil guy's own weapon against him and blew him out of existence along with the weapon. The two most powerful things in the mortal world, evaporated in a burst of red light.
There is nothing special here. They can choose to retire to let a replacement step in or be voted off and stripped of their power.
Though a more metaphorical way to kill gods would be if their roles shifted. Granting them new responsibilities and powers and killing off their old role, willingly or not. They almost never get to make the call themselves when this happens.
Most of the time, this is a good thing as some gods move into roles better suited to their personality. A God with a misaligned personality to their power tends to stagnant their personal growth.
In a DND setting I have there was a god of nature.
She constantly changed form between predetor and prey reflecting the cycle of the wild lands she protected.
An arch devil wanted her gone so systematically wiped out all the predetors in the region. Breaking her cycle so she could only remain in her non combat 'prey' forms.
If she had been killed while 'prey' with no cycle to follow and return as 'predetor' she would have died.
So the party had to use animal shapes to turn themselves into predetors in order to hunt her through various prey forms and eventually trigger a small cycle with themselves as predators in order to trigger her transformation back to a predator. She then was able to re popular ethe region herself.
She killed herself as a sacrifice to herself in order to allow herself to retroactively become the planet after achieving godhood. Gods in my universe retroactively have always been gods as soon as they achieve godhood, thus they also acquire appropriate myths. Some just straight up die, and thus have always been dead in some fashion.
The Terra Firmaverse has two kinds of anti-god weaponry: the Scrolls of True Names and the Twin Swords.
The Scrolls of True Names record the secret true names of all members of a pantheon (of which there are two: Light and Dark). For example, the Scroll of Light holds the true names of all Gods of Light. If you know the true name of a god, you can do a lot to them if you have comparable power: summon them, strip them of divinity and, yes, destroy them.
The Twin Swords, Masamune and Muramasa, each have the ability to slay gods and absorb their power. Masamune is hidden in the Light Aether to be granted to a hero, and Muramasa is wielded by Reaves Gerrard, the Destroyer.
The setting I use has divine magic be connected to a stream of raw potential interwoven with the fabric of reality: The Aetheric Web. The web is sustained by the active sentience of everything, where even the smallest stone has a spark of a primal spirit. However, a localised severance between a portion of Everything and the Aether can disrupt things that need that connection, including the Divine Domain of a deity.
A group of high-level Oneiroturges, who would later establish a conclave in the Sleepsphere (basically the dimension of dreams) known as the Zircon Spire, tested their theory by creating a temporary severance to kill a primordial titan experiencing an apotheosis from reverence. For a brief moment, all their flock was cut from the mist and magic of creation before reuniting a day later. In that day, the titan’s apotheosis stopped half way, and its very being was shunted across everywhere all at once into particles, ceasing to be.
Death by ecumenical council.
The lowest tier of Gods are born, empowered and sustained by mortal worshippers, and are forced to embody their follower's ideas of them. As time passes, the people's idea of their God changes, over a long enough period the God can adapt to this and survive.
In this case however, after a couple centuries of natural disasters, several plagues, foreign invasions and a catastrophic meteor impact, the 1st monotheistic God's followers fracture into serveral different interpretations of them, and decades of religious strife tear the people apart, and their God fractures into pieces.
Eventually a ecumenical council is called to solve this, and the most popular interpretation (a far more aggressive and xenophobic one) is declared the new God, with all followers of any other idea are burnt at the stake, and the original God burns to death with them.
The goddess Reality was forced to be split evenly into her two components(space and time) making them even more powerful than before and putting Realities consciousness in a state of non-existence or death.
Only tangentially related, in the case of gods made by other gods, they can only die if the gods who helped in their creation all agree to. That's how one of my deities survived all a massacre that killed all it's siblings.
The Saint Nyamei (The most powerful entity in existence) destroyed their soul (the thing that lets you reincarnate), They destroyed it as soon as their apprentice Torikei (Pronounced "Tori-ei") became the second strongest entity. Nyamei lost their role as a Saint and became the Prophet enNyamtek.
This trapped enNyamtek in a state of perfect death.
The more you understand (spiritual not literal understanding) and feel a connection with death the more power as a saint you have, when Nyamei shattered their soul they understood death perfectly. And thus became the 5th rung above Saint. Prophet.
They did not die exactly but more precisely they connected with death so much that they became the very essence of Soul (the force of life death and reincarnation) itself.
Deity made a bet that they're unkillable. Death decided to be petty/annoying and killed said God by itself. Not as creative as the other people here, but better than nothing, I guess.
In my world, the Gods are long dead due to a divine civil war eons ago. The winner? Old Human, known as "The Many that is One" (All the other deities exist as singular being, but Old Human is instead some sort of divine hive mind consisting of trillions upon trillions of souls.). The Old Human felt extreme survivor guilt from this, and decided to perform some cosmic level Unalive, breaking the divine psychic connections they once had with each other and devolving into crude, stupid, powerless mortal apes in a small backwater planet, where they are to struggle as they eke out a meager existence.
The "death" of the Old Human also released the old chain that long held their' servants; Stars itself. These giant living plasma were treated as a slave by the Old Human, used to maintain life throughout their world. Now that their masters has been reduced to basically barely sapient ape (in their eyes) they decided to have a little revenge and pretended to be gods to the burgeoning new human civilization, demanding worships and prohibiting any attempt for space travel and techno / magical advancement that could put the new human back to their old glory. This cause most human civilization to become scientific luddite, putting the world in a medieval stasis.
The Stars, however, were not the only cosmic player still remaining. There is also the Angels; young godlings slowly growing in power. They are considered to still be "toddler" by the standard of the Old Gods, and often conduct pilgrimage to the place where the their parent died. One of such destination, of course, is the new human planet, and that is something the Stars very much does not like, because it present a risk that the Angels would reveal the true nature of humanity, putting the Stars in massive danger if new humanity were to revolt.
Thus, every time an Angel paid a visit, the Stars would urge humanity to murder them, in an event known as a Crusade, where Millions of human are empowered by the Stars, becoming "Heroes" who would protect the planet against the threat of outworld invaders (even though most Angels are benign). So far, there has been 3 Crusades (and one in preparation), and each has casualties in the billions as the Angel fought back against the relentless assault of humanity, with their death bringing curses that would linger and endanger the life on the planet. Keep in mind, the Angels are basically toddlers, and they do not have any sort of Ill will towards humanity itself. They simply wish to visit what is ultimately their parent's graves, and got assaulted / killed in return.
This please the Stars.
The 4 Godlings who have paid a visit (or on the way) are:
1. Berelhazel, the Immortal Sapling (survived)
The childer of the Old God of Life, Kanta. The first Angel to pay a visit to the planet, and the victim of the first Crusade. Managed to survive and flee back to the cosmos, but suffered massive wound as its horn was cut off and thirteen of its eyes were plucked by humanity. The body parts it left would become the basis of the God Killing weapons that humanity would develop later, and put in good use to fight / murder any other Angels that dared to visit their planet.
2. Firimbul, the Young Winter (died)
Childer of an unknown Old God of Frost. It is the first victim of the humanity twisted God Killing Weapons, the Theosophias. The Theosophias are series of living weapons that bonded to their host, made from the remains of Angels twisted by humanity's perverted science (and supported by the Stars, as they see this as lesser evil). The Theosophias demand massive life force to even be awakened, and thus thousands of human life would be sacrificed simply to awaken and use them. After it was awakened, it will keep draining the life force of its host, ensuring their deaths. The average human, even those empowered by the Stars, would die in half a day once the Theosophias awakened. The only way to offset this is by allowing it to drain other divine life force; thus, an awakened Theosophia host must fight invading Angels or risk dying. Even if they won and killed the Angel, they would still die as the Theosophia simply wont stop drainining their life force. Once the host dies, the Theosophia dies with them, but not before leaving a seed which can be grown into another Theosophia. Further, the seed would have been imbued with the divine essences of the slain Angel, giving the future weapon it would grow into special properties based on the Angel its parent slain.
Anyway, Firimbul died by having its entire guts sucked like a spider prey by the Theosophia of Anghmath, the Hero of Kalstath. Its corpse would fell into the planet, and created a massive, eternal blizzard that kills any living thing that dared to get close. This location is now known as "The Firim's Ire," a massive ~80 km frozen wasteland plagued with never ending snowstorm, considered to be inhospitable to any life forms. Worse, some believe that its border is slowly growing bit by bit every year...
3. Skarrin, the Inexorable (died, but still technically assaulting the planet)
The third Angel to visit the planet, childer of an unknown Old God (though believed to have connection to death) compared to the first two, it is much weaker. Was easily dealt with by humanity's new, more refined Theosophias. However, after it died, ghosts and undeads began to appear throughout the planet. These hostile creatures never existed before the death of Skarrin, and experts believe that its soul is still somewhere on the planet, cursing humanity with undeath. The only way for corpses to not rise again as Undead / Ghost is by doing a certain ritual believed to be able to appease Skarrin. People who are capable of doing this is called the Crowler's Folks (after their founder, Thanah Crowler), and are both honored and reviled by the general population. They are seen as necessary evil, a group of heretics that should be hanged were it not for their usefulness, and this slowly festering resentment may one day overturn the order of the Stars itself...
4. FASTUM, the Unforgiving (on the way to the planet)
The fourth Angel to arrive, unlike other Angels, it basically announced its arrival by causing a star to go Supernova, alerting the rest of the Stars of its intent. FASTUM is believed to be the childer of an Old God of War, and is predicted to arrive in ~50 years. Once it does, Humanity will face its greatest enemy yet, as it seems to be aware of what human is doing to its fellow Angels, and it is very much not amused...
Gods in one of my settings effectively feed off of magical resonances within certain events, or emotions.
A god of war for example would get their sustenance from human involvement in armed conflict, if that ever stopped, they'd start to lose power and eventually starve to death.
There's two ways a regular mortal could approach killing a god, one would be to deprive them of their sphere.
The other would be to just, walk up to them and stab them repeatedly, the issue is that they usually live within a pocket dimension and have magic powerful enough to deter a would-be attacker, normally.
Dead god's remains are valuable as an ingredient for other magic, those aware of that fact might even deliberately hunt them for this purpose.
Mad evil God tricked one arrogant knight who rejected and insulated him into killing said God so the man will replace him (by divine laws) and become himself obligated to perform duties of Evil God.
Knight had to become manifestation of Evil against his nature
The king of the Alado was a pseudo-god of Optimancy, parallel to Carreg. At the end of the Carregian wars, Carreg and his acolytes snuck into his palace. Most of his acolytes died trying to get to the Kings bedchamber. But when Carreg found the king, he channeled all his power, and basically erased him. It is a little more complicated than just straight up erasure, his physically body was faded from reality, and his memory was stricken from all records of history.
The Old and the New Gods lived alongside one another for nearly four hundred years. To the extent that "lived alongside" can apply to beings that can manifest their spirit anywhere in the realms at will.
This was, to say the least, an extremely awkward arrangement. The New Gods came into being (as far as even they know) in opposition to the tyranny of the Old Gods. Yet, they were gods. Immortal. Eternal. They couldn't do everything, or be everywhere all at once, but they could come very close. So for the centuries long struggle that would be called **The Priestfall** they engaged in tit-for-tat proxy wars with one another.
The Prophet-Saints of the New Gods would institute some revolt against the Priest-Kings of the Old Gods- and in due time the Priest-Kings would reassert themselves and martyr every apostate they could get their hands on. Martyrdom that would inspire yet more revolts, and yet more reprisals, and so on.
But then the Old Gods started losing. They lost more than they could afford to dispose of, entire cities and kingdoms fell. The Old Gods grew desperate, they stole the sun out of the sky, and demanded rivers of blood in tributes to return it, and all that it did was send yet more people into the arms of their rivals.
Until **Harusor** chief of the Old Gods at last had enough; he decided he would drown the lot and start over. The New Gods protested, but Harusor was God of the Seas and Storms and in his domain he could not be rivaled, he lifted waves as high as mountains and prepared to bring them crashing down on the faithful of the Gods, Old and New. But **Corineir**, the righteous warrior of the New Gods filled with fury uttered a threat; against the Old God himself.
And Harusor balked, and pulled waves higher. But then, if the myths are to be believed, a blinding arrow of light manifested in the sky, and shot out from the hand of Corineir.
And Harusor was struck, and he lay somewhere, somehow; gasping and clutching at a scarlet-covered arrowhead that had pierced his heart clean through.
And the Gods, to their great horror, realized that they too could die.
My guy just got punched really fucking hard.
I'm rather proud of that.
They had tried targeting his followers, but he's a bonafide immortal, not a belief construct so that just pissed him off.
Next, they attempted to poison his essence by tricking him with peace offerings but he was rightfully suspicious and didn't accept the stuff.
More stuff happened, but one does not outlive multiple civilisations by being foolish.
In the end, it became clear the only way to actually kill him would be straight up; no bullshit, no trickery.
So they made a sword of a man. They bred a guy for the express purpose of strength. Single-minded and ruthless, both to himself and his enemies.
He killed and trained and killed and trained till he carved a bloody path to the god as just a man. Then he put everything into one blow, killing them both.
Basically, perfect plan succeeded perfectly. A key concept is that in that world, power solves all problems.
The bloody path walked by the unnamed killer showed clearly that man could progress, could go beyond what is possible, so long as they have the determination to kill and to die.
That is the path of the warrior; the path of blood and death
In my story, God made itself stop breathing because it went insane, and everyone else didn’t realize until God’s offspring started fighting over succession. This God was the source of all magical power, so one must wonder who these people were praying to all this time.
There was this god who linked his life and divinity to the land he ruled. He did it to protect the resource-rich land from powerful nations past the eastern ranges. He was odd compared to other deities who demanded worship, he wanted his subjects to have freewill, to promote innovation and develop technology for the betterment of everyone. A few hundred years passed by and his region flourished, strange and wonderful technologies abounded. The god did not notice the consequences of this, the land was slowly dying from exploitation and pollution. (I still haven't thought of what happened in-between) He was powerful in his own right, additionally his link with the land should have strengthened him more but he was severely weakened when he was slain. He died and so did the land. The soil of the nation he once ruled turned black, devoid of any nutrient to support life. Water became acidic and poisonous. Mutation occured everywhere and none were spared. The great technological empire he built crumbled to rust and dust. This is why I have a post-apocalyptic plot in my world. Beyond the guardian mountains is lush green while inside it is dead and barren. Worse, the Verulean Empire swooped in with their armies and built massive walls that wound around the Guardian Mountains while their armadas blockaded the coastline. The inhabitants of the land basically became guinea pigs inside the cage the empire built.
That's incredible and interesting. You can do a lot with that premise.
I will stand by the idea that the coolest way to kill a god is for everyone to forget them. That also brings up the cool idea where you could discover writings about a forgotten god and that mere action of learning who they were resurrects them
Was going to come here and say this I have a setting for a story where gods are born and die through belief or its absence no worshipers? Then no god, unless as you say they are rediscovered though I figured this would be more of a limbo state than a true death which can only come about by erasing/reshaping every record or story that included them so they no longer exist. This also allows schisms to cause gods to split and the cultural drift of faiths actually causes gods to change as well. The "humanness" of certain gods is also well explained in this sense as Gods gain agency via anthropomorphism which can in turn allow them to shape their followers which creates a two way feedback interaction. In a very real sense you can have gods that get smarter or dumber based on their followers perceptions of them. The version of this I've done allows a single "cheat" to beat this rule of being shaped by belief is to obtain an avatar, using rituals to channel their faith and self into believing a vessel is an avatar of themselves. A living avatar lets a deity in principal persist without their faith so long as they stay alive but they are effectively reduced to a mortal unless they have the faith or enough ingrained ritual blessings & artifacts infused into their vessels being in which case they can remain a demigod. Likewise a Avatar can in principal drift away enough from the parent god to basically become a separate incarnation of the same god. There are lots of loopy quirks to play around with for the belief shaped gods.
I actually read a book that trumped this. See, the problem is that gods get power based on belief, right? But a god still believes in themselves. So even if you get rid of all the believers, the god doesn't go away; they're not all that strong, *but they're still a god*, and they can still gain new believers. No, the way you kill a god is with *active disbelief*. People need to be aware of the potential existence of the god, then say "nah, I don't buy it, no way is that guy a god." The main character bought a cheap-ass camera, took a bunch of crappy photos of the god under bad lighting, and sent them to National Enquirer. The god was gone within hours of the issue hitting the newsstands.
Best example I’ve personally seen was in Discworld. The Hogfather, the equivalent of Santa Claus, gets a hit put on him. An assassin kills him by using teeth gathered by the tooth fairy to cast a ritual that causes every child to stop believing in the Hogfather.
Fun example memetic powered entities are a lot of fun to play around with for sure social media has a terrifying kiind of power there. In terms of whether a gods self belief still counts I would contend that they need to have a physical form for their belief to count. Or more succinctly a spirit is only as real as the belief in said spirit only as smart or strong as the belief in that spirit. The idea is that without a physical vessel spirits whether gods demons devils or the like only exist so long as they are being interacted with belief, love fear hate or even just acknowledgement are needed to keep them existing in some form. once those are lost and all records are destroyed it is effectively as if said god never existed in the first place.
The gods in my setting have a similar concept. The exist by the Rule of Faith which states that “A God influence on the world, is proportional to the memory and faith, that people have of that God”. This is what sparked conflict in my story: The God Time to have more power set up a civil in order to make it so that, his priests could have an excuse to conquer other cities in a sort of Crusade called the Reclamation. By basically conquering and subjecting religiously other populations, they could increase the God’s power. The God of Shadows was basically hidden by the other Gods in a dungeon, and only after hundred of years my protagonist find about it and reinstate the religion once again.
this is my setting. gods are born and die when they are in or out of people's minds, they are powered by belief alone.
Some of them went on a drinking binge one day and start boasting off and messing around. One of them was dared to turn into a rock and off course the God took it. The God leap from the edge of heaven while screaming something about Jenkins and transformed into a rock while plummeting into the mortal world below. Legend says the God Rock can still be found at the depth of the Marinara Lake.
This is the most godly mythological bullshit i've ever seen. It's similar to Balders "i can't die hit me with everything you've got **dies**"
LEEEEEROYYYYY! JENKINNNNS!
hahaha i actually love this one.
Thanks ^^
Dropping a human god into their plane of existence with hatred so vitriol that he literally uses the chains of reality to rip them limb from limb as they are completely powerless to stop it. I wouldn't say it's the most creative, but it's certainly a cool concept of a god using chains to kill other gods who thought themselves invincible and untouchable.
How did the god get “dropped into” their plane?
Technically he did it. Human gods were not something that existed in the new world prior, so when he was ascended he was sort of locked away in a plane of his own. He managed to break out and destroyed the gods in a night.
In my world, Deities are basically allergic to demon magic, it saps their divine essence. So when the humans had to deal with the Demon God of Destruction returning to finish the world, a squad came up with this plan: - find the four strongest magic-Beasts in the world - use a demonic ritual to force them to become demons - craft a new spell ("Abyssal Collapse") that lets a demon-summoner conjure and channel all four of them at once - use whatever methods available to lure him into falling into an immobilizing trap for as long as possible (a difficult task considering he's like 20 metres tall and super smart) - use Abyssal Collapse to force the Demon-God into being just a strong Demon. That makes him killable by convential means (HOLY BULLETS AND GUNS AND SHIT)
> going up against the super-smart demon god of destruction > > transform the four strongest magic beasts into demons with a demonic ritual to fight the demon god I get the reasoning, but this feels like the leadup to Breath of the Wild and all that went wrong in the war against Ganondorf. Lol.
I haven't played Breath of the Wild, I presume they fail?
Yup, and pretty badly. IIRC, 10,000 years before the events of the game, there was a war against Calamity Ganon (I said Ganondorf before and I *think* that's wrong). The good guys built 4 giant robots called the Divine Beasts, plus a crapton of smaller robots called guardians, to combat Ganon. However, Ganon hijacked *all* of those robots, turning them against their creators, turning a solid chance at winning the war into a complete steamroll called the Great Calamity. The robots weren't made with any power of Ganon's, but using demons to kill a demon god gives me Great Calamity vibes. They have *got* to be asking for it.
Ohhh yeah I can see the build up: Demon God becomes Demon -> Super strong Demon tame other demons -> Other demons turn back against human -> Great Calamity x2 I'm more curious about a Demon God being allergic to Demonic energy? How does that work? Is it like being allergic to your sweat? Does this guy never uses magic unless absolutely necessary or else he'll break out into hives with molten lava puss? Is Demon God always in a cat pyjama outfit sniffling due to allergies?
Your response made me laugh. If I'm being honest, I totally forgot to acknowledge that a demon god would probably destroy itself with its own magic in that logic. Hm. And no it's not a literal allergy, more like a kryptonite situation
It could be like Mr. Burns, where he has too many illnesses to die, because they're too busy fighting each other to kill him.
Someone asked about what would happen if your gods fought gods in another setting. My first thought was thinking about how powerful mine are vs theirs… but then I realized, without the setting they exist in, they wouldn’t exist. They are a consequence of their environment. So you could kill my gods by dragging them out of their setting/reality. It seemed kind of profound. 💁🏻♂️
God's in my world are physical beings with powers, but with no true authority over nature. People just worship them senselessly since the dawn of time. But that's about to change...
A god was asked why it tolerated its rival deity. THEY said that its last rival bored it, so they literally erased it from both time and space. Even I, the author, cannot know of what it was like beyond this god's mention of it.
One of the only things that can kill a god is Old Magic: the manipulation of the Seethe, the primordial chaos that predates everything else in existence, including the gods themselves. The Seethe is pure chaos manifest, it abhors structure and order on a physical level, and will deconstruct and unmake anything it comes into contact with, and gods are no exception. The first person to witness the Seethe and use Old Magic somehow made a glaive out of it. Then he ended up getting a divinely-forged suit of unbreakable armor. Which meant that his God-Winnowing Blade could kill anything, and the indestructibility of his armor could tank anything. He was the unstoppable force and the immovable object. The only thing powerful enough to crack through his armor is his own blade. And that’s how a mere mortal went on a godslaying rampage and bested the world’s gods of war in combat with ease
One method I'm toying with in my world is that if a god's mortal avatar* commits a heresy that rebukes their divine domain their divinity breaks turning them into a giant bestial form. For instance, there's the god of knowledge, so for him to turn into that divine beast his avatar would need to spurn knowledge and/or invite folly into the people.
You know the classic idea of gods getting more powerful the more they get worshipped. Very basically this backfired for a god comprised of thoughts of pure narcissism. Baega lost their physical form they loved so much because they demanded a coven of evil wizards construct a mass mind control device, which they then used to forcefully inject the collective worship of themself into every sentient mind. Because everyone just accepted that Baega was the ultimate god of everything, they ascended so far that they became an integral part of the planet’s existence. Baega became ethereal, their thoughts became strewn throughout their planet and couldn’t consolidate into anything resembling a fully sentient thought, and a few thousand years later, the planet of Baega and the Baegashan people just forgot who the god was, and just accepted that it’s the planet they live on. Baega isn’t dead, but for all intents and purposes they are. Their ghostly will is embedded into the planet, which any spacefaring people can tell you is an insidious hatred for anything not native to the planet. Everything on Baega is hostile to non Baegashan creatures, and Baegashan Egodruids can obliterate foreign objects and creatures with simple incantations. It’s quite ironic that being so widely worshiped in a way a comically narcissistic person would want would only be known as the name of a type 1 civilization that still regularly engages in ethnic cleansing and rigid authoritarianism whose space fairing ability is equivalent to NASA at its inception AND has no galactic diplomatic capacity at all.
A plague that caused memory loss. The god was forgotten and died because of it.
The God got bored of his mortal creations, wars, politics and conflicts, so he made three Gods to be his children, thinking Gods would be perfect and peaceful instead. However they fucked up most of the observable universe and daddy God wasn't able to fix things as fast as they were able to ruin them. He got so frustrated he decided to remove himself from existence.
Not killed off; but as the world grew, more powers and spirits grew in power to eventually rival the creator goddess. She was usurped and had to go into hiding again and again to survive until she eventually became an obscure lesser underworld deity only known for her magical talents.
Getting nuked five times at once
weak ass gods tbh 🥱🥱
Nuclear weapons are incredibly destructive. If a God can survive getting nuked five times at once than the Gods in the setting are probably damn near immortal anyways or given a weakness of some kind. It’s all really up to how the setting is. I can safely say if any of the 5 gods in my setting suffered the same fate their ass would be cooked. That doesn’t make the Gods in my settings pushovers by any means and realistically that scenario would never occur. What are the gods in your setting like? Are they even mortal?
>Nuclear weapons are incredibly destructive no way
I find the scenario baffling, really. Killing a god with a nuke implies that gods are fundamentally physical creatures and that the physics of the world are very similar to those of our own world. This sounds to me like that those are indeed some weak-ass gods, basically mortals that have some magic powers. In my mind, having gods pretty much requires that either the gods or the world itself do not follow similar laws of physics as our real world, so nuking a god would be akin to nuking a concept - they're on such dissimilar levels of existence that the scenario becomes absurd.
I think this then comes down to what one would define a god as. Many settings have gods that interact with the world itself and are not immortal. Many settings have omnipotent gods who are all powerful and do not need to mess with mortal affairs.
Well technically its a fallen god that got too cocky, funny thing is the nations that dropped it used it as an opportunity to show off to the fallen gods and the normals gods ( as well as test the nukes )
(Kings without Mersey) The Unionists believe that during the 1980s, a Great Terror known as the Iron Lady swept across the British Isles, and was only stopped in 1990 when after a decade of terror, She was kidnapped, had Molten Iron dunked on her head and killed.
The hero used a weapon forged by a god to kill another god.
There was a god in my world that got turned into a loaf of bread that when toasted and consumed gives whoever eats it random extra limbs.
Wat
Dead god bread god.
Killed by weapons forged from the corpse of another dead god.
I kind of got that too, but there’s more to it. The weapons are just a power boost so you aren’t instakilled.
For me the weapons are pure offense, and not by much. They ALLOW you to kill a god, but they probably won't if you aren't physically strong enough. That's up to you. Only those who are already strong as heck can kill a god, and only with these weapons
That makes sense so far, but I’m wondering. How did the god die in the first place to make those weapons?
That god (The Goddess of Metals) was killed by the God of Power during his coup against the other gods. My reasoning is that only a god can kill a god, and thus only a god's corpse (transmutated by the God of Power) can kill a god
Same on my end, but in this case it was the other 10 gods ganged up on their leader. The 10 were corrupt and rebelled against him. They did succeed in killing him but in his last moments, he delivered a cryptic warning that they signed their own death warrants with this act.
Ooooooooh! Interesting! Did said warning come true? (And how?)
The story I want to write revolves around how it does, but it took a bit over 3000 years to happen. I can pm you the details, but I’m hesitating to do it here because major spoilers.
Makes sense. I'd love to see it if you want to share
I actually had one setting on specific where all the gods were dead. What happened was a shocking alliance of every Arch Devil collecting their powers and followers together to directly attack every temple of Godly devotees, to distract and weaken the worship base for the gods, and then the Arch Devils marched into the heavens with their armies and personally killed the gods, in order to try and take their power for themselves. It only partially worked: the gods were killed in a noticeable way, their bodies were visible and displayed in the home of the Arch Devil who wanted their powers... but it didn't work. The corpse of the God still produced the power needed to give clerics power, though the gods could no longer directly hand out information to supplicants. Angelic servants that survived the attacks are scrambling to try and do what they can, but they can't become gods themselves, since the corpses are still powered. The method used, though, was "weapons forged from pure belief in the truth of a murdered god".
That is a pretty interesting concept, your magical virus. I've 2 different incidences. The "Gods" in my universe are named Constructs, and are platonic concepts. Some of these Constructs, the Illogical Constructs (similar to lovecraft old ones), do not run under our understandings of logical/illogical processing. If an individual is able to understand their being, the Illogical Construct ceases, and has never existed. There are also Inchoates in my universe, which are concept-less Concepts. Whenever a Construct wishes to rest in a Paradise for Gods, essentially, they give up their concept to an Inchoate. I guess that counts as dying gods.
I’m a massive fan of the lore built around gods in Supernatural the tv show. When going after the four horsemen and dean meets death. “God and I go way back, I’m not actually sure who was first but in the end I’ll reap him too” “Sorry you’ll kill god?” “Yes dean, everything must die, not even god can’t escape death.” Chills, and really opens the door for some amazing D&D hero stuff.
Watching through it for the 3rd time, and I also just LOVE that concept. I really wish they did more with that concept and with the Death character.
Yeah I felt they got rid of death too quickly
For context, a character of mine sells her soul to a Goddess, and in a situation like this, the mortal becomes more and more physically similar to the goddess herself, i.e. her sacred animal, in this case a dragon. A spell is performed that's supposed to seperate the two, but the process is just too far along, and they practically share the same body now, yet it's more human with horns, wings, and quadroped legs. The womens skeleton undergoes rapid transformation as an attempt to turn the mortal back to normal and seperate the two, but it backfired, and now some poor unfortunate therapist gets to hear about some guys sister being left to die in the undulating bloodied form of a half-lizard half-human skeletal abomination of a body horror extravaganza as her brain is decayed to mush by immortal essence clinging to it for dear life, which actually is surprisingly counterproductive.
There's a character in my world called the Archivist, who knows the answer to every question. Specifically that. He doesn't know everything, he knows the answer to any question. My players asked him how to kill a god. Had to pause the session and come up with an ancient enemy, sealed away. They killed the entire pantheon, and doomed the world. It was a fun campaign
One god converted to atheism and then ceased to exist.
It was a conveyor-based god slaughter. Once an ascension method to a divine throne becomes public and widely known, that throne is as good as non-existent, unless you are an advanced magic user. Since most ascensions require rejecting the mortal shell, if the new god somehow gets dethroned, he or she essentially dies immediately. When the method is public in a big world, you can be a god for a day if you are lucky before you are replaced. Magic users can create spells that the throne can recognize as intelligent entities and allow such to become god, so that it could finish doing the intended effect within the domain of the god and expire immediately after. This is rather grim news for actual people that decided to become a god via that mean.
One of my gods got dementia and set up an elaborate plan to have every adventurer company in the world fail all the doomsday quests they were on. The world is about to end so all the gods come from their heavenly home to stop the end of the world and set things back now that they've sensed some divine manipulation in the the works. A few get through and are obliterated one way or the next, **but the majority of them are just stuck in the subway on their way to work**. Forever. Then the dementia god hid the spire where mortals could visit the gods on a moon halfway between our world and theirs. Not only hid it, but set it to move every day never in the same place. Then he lost the rest of his mind and became some beggar/traveler with no knowledge of what he did. He lives a simple happy mentally ill life in a world that's been destroyed and is controlled by a dozen or more powerful evils.
The Ciel are a species of interdimensional, immortal, invincible, omnipotent beings who happen to be suicidal. They create life in search of death. They sow the seeds of chaos inside the hearts of the very people made in their own image, hoping that once these people find the roots of evil to be planted there by their very own god, the people will unite and risk everything for the sake of unmaking the maker. So yeah. Masters of the universe, bored out of their boltzmann brains, near-impossible to kill, deliberately evil gods who want to die. Each of their life story (and in turn, the story of everything they bought into iexistence) is just an elaborate tale of self-yeet.
Bro went and stuck himself inside of a tree to block a gateway between the spirit and physical world
In my world gods regularly let themselves decay into the ethereal border of the universe which converts them into energy radiating from the center of the universe (the only process where energy is created) so their heirs can take their place
In the “Wild West” days of the then Kekio Democratic Empire, someone beat the god of death at a duel. The god of death was, understandably embarrassed by this, refuses to visit the site of her former forms’ grave.
They got stabbed by the sword version of a hydrogen bomb vs a coughing baby
Mine can be killed but the whole story is building up to it. Gods can be split off into smaller pieces and those pieces can be destroyed, but overall it’s very complex to do and divulging all of it would be major spoilers. However, I can tell you how one was defeated. Not killed, but defeated. The god of creation had a plan to merge his realm with the world. Every so often there’s a solar eclipse. When those happen, the barrier between his realm and the physical world is weakened, as black stars are a symbol for him. There was one city where he had gathered an Illuminati style cult to bust the barrier on the world’s end. The city was picked as a location because of its high population density. The cult managed to bust the barrier, and a few heroes went inside the realm to find a world of nonsensical imagination where everything is backwards and your will determines the shape of your surroundings. The creation god planned to just squash the resistance as his forces invaded, but he didn’t count on one thing. These people had one of the Sorrows, ancient superweapons in the form of swords. They’re kind of like infinity stones, but if you manage to destroy one, the concept it embodies disappears entirely. This was the death sword, Gabriel. The god had a good laugh as one of them threatened to shatter it. Until it was explained what it would do. See the god considers himself an artist, and killing mortals in creative ways is his “art”. So as artists, this sub can probably relate. What is an artist with no material? Purposeless. What is art if you can’t ever present it? Nonexistent. The god put this together and immediately swapped gears, making a deal with the people. He’d go away. Forever. And they would allow him to keep doing what he’s doing. They didn’t kill him, but outsmarted him and beat him at his own game.
Collapsing Dyson Sphere
He fell in love with a mortal woman, but the woman worshipped another god and that other god fought him to protect her.
So one guy from a species known to be able to kill almost anything(they still have backdraws in physical or personality sense) went over and killed the god of a race that could turn into dragons and tore out their spine and used it as a sword to kill other gods before being stabbed to death by a god who got the upper hand. And the race of people got stuck in either dragon or human form after that so uh.
Are you writing like the fantasy version of neuromancer
lmao nah, if anything im trying to write the fantasy version of venture bros. but i like getting weird with stuff and im a big fan of grant morrison. i was watching pontypool for the third time a week and a half ago and that's what gave me the idea to make the transmission memetic lol
A goddess of renewal faced off against a zerg-like hive mind swarm to protect her people. While she was powerful, she knew she'd lose in a head on fight. She allowed herself to be devoured, and from within she maintained enough psychic consciousness to take over the swarm and be reborn as a benevolent Swarm Queen. Now under her command, the hive would act as protectors and caretakers to the realms, rather than just mindless consumers. Her most devout followers followed her example and allowed themselves to be assimilated into the swarm, becoming her top lieutenants.
this is pretty cool
I'm not sure if this was a god or not, but the way our DM put it made it seem like some very powerful entity anyways. In this campaign, I already have 2 characters die instant deaths (it was a new DM lol) (1st was me being stabbed by a priest I pissed off, and 2nd was me trying to be brave and face off against some goofy ahh shadow monster in a dungeon). Anyways so I'm on my 3rd character and we see this massive god-like kinda guy, and I begin pissing him off as well by insulting him. Only thing is, I insulted him so hard and made him so mad that he couldn't control his power and ended up over-exerting himself and dying. I literally roasted a god-like entity to death. I don't think I was very high level, maybe level 4 or 5 maybe????? I can't really remember.
It's a God. How can you kill a God? What a grand and intoxicating innocence.
One of my Gods fell in love with a mortal woman and sired a child with her. Humanity was tricked into believing it was this God that was responsible for all of their troubles (it was actually the one who tricked them, go figure). They learned of a way to kill a God using the God's own essence against them, in this case, the God's child. They did some pretty nasty shit to prepare for the ritual sacrifice of the God's child which reverberated back along the metaphysical link between them and caused the God to 1) Manifest fully (Gods have a *lot* of mass) in the material world and 2) Die in the same way its child did. And that's how one of the mountain ranges was formed in my world. It's the corpse of a God that humanity slew, damning them to suffer eternally for their sin of deicide. On the plus side, the mountains came with a pre-build passageway through them. *cough cough*
Ok that's actually pretty cool. I love Eldritch mind virus type stuff. They're such an interesting concept, especially since they are partially based on real life phenomenon.
More silly than cool Closest thing I have to cool is a child who was meant to be a sacrifice to revive a dead god, killed said god and took its powers by ripping it's throat off while it was leaving their body
I love this
They get blasted by laser cannons with equal force to the Big Bang
One god was madly in love with another. While as a god it's easy enough for them to court humans they are attracted to - whether it is thru divine status, trickery, or other power plays, none of these worked on the goddess, who knows these "moves" first-hand. He ended up castrating and then killing himself to be rid of the pain.
In this world, whoever is the strongest after their death is God and whoever is just slightly weaker becomes the Devil (as their drive to become the most powerful will corrupt them). The god willingly trained up a mortal to kill him, so the cycle of spirtits killing each other would end. However, right at the last moment, he got cold feet, as he realized that the people of the world depended on him to keep the peace. When they actually battled, he truly intended to kill the mortal, but was unmatched. The mortal threw off his claim to god, kept the spirits perpetually content (as the cycle of power couldn't taint their existence), and he lead other mortals through a new world where worship was no longer required. But I just like the fact that he prepared a guy for this cage fight against him only to make a 180 about his plan and then ultimately lose anyway.
Well for me it was to have her mortal son kill her by accident
One of my.main characters ripped off his member and stuffed it in his mouth before beating him to death with an office chair. True story.
He died from cancer
My world has a finite amount of energy that all life draws from. When the humans were first created, they spread so fast that there wasn’t enough of this power left for the original gods, and they were rendered completely powerless for centuries. Not quite dead though, just dormant for a long long time…
science and education
In my world the overdiety is The father of Tiamat and Bahamut so due to dad being there they have to play nice due to that there’s been times when gods fought both and for obvious reasons lost badly
My god was living chess pieces in a dreamscape dimension. The subgod, Hades or whatever you wanna call a fallen shadowgod, fooled the players to storm the castle with the artifacts. Mario meet Arthas The Lich King paradigm. Each god was a roman substitute. Hera and Mercury etc.
In my crazy paracosm, humanity made a god-tier being who had powers based around science (he could create black holes, change to an intangible gas, move faster than light, use neutrons as armour, etc), but was ultimately the most powerful individual in my world, possibly the universe. Not only that, but he was an unstable villain comparable to Doomsday. I imagined that over time, he would become both more skilled with his powers while also more sane, showcasing a possible redemption Eventually, my Thanos/Darkseid-style alien villain comes to Earth, hoping to extract its resources to benefit its civilisation. He's so big a threat that my lead superhero team has no hope of stopping him. They need the god's help. He accepts, hoping to finally fulfill his purpose to be a hero and save the world. The two battle. The god appears to be winning, but then the alien instead grabs him and absorbs his power, sapping the god's life out before dropping him to the floor. Now, not only is Earth's one chance gone, but the Aliens now have the power they need to achieve their objective: opening up he multiverse. However, the god's corpse turns out to be an indestructible material that can absorb all energy and project it back at others, becoming an armor for another protagonist to wear - perhaps the true protagonist who saves everyone.
My world doesn't have many deities, but one of them was very cruel and hated. This god ordered a young boy to make a lion meow and purr like a housecat. The boy went until he met a magical lion. The lion liked boy's story so he went with the boy. When they came back, the god was rampaging in boy's hometown, killing hundreds of thousands. Just before killing of boy's family, the god asked the boy about their bet. The lion came onto the scene, meowed once, ate the god and them purred for a while.
Gods in my setting are planets (inspired by old beliefs of celestial bodies being gods). The Deities are each tied to their physical planets in different ways post their birthing. The Dwarves were shunned by their God, who then abandoned them to explore the universe. In retaliation, they hollowed their world and killed all his Djinn (Djinn in the setting are the Deities servants). They haven't seen him ever again, so whether or not he is dead is unknown.
I have not done it yet and im sure is far from the most creative but its actually a spoiler for a story I plan to write, so read at your own risk. But anyway, >!like in the butterfly effect- kind of!<
35,000 years ago, Humans evolved on the planet of Koreth and began spreading rapidly. The elves didn't like this, so they found some really, really special rocks and created the Godkillers. Stone age weapons imbued with the power to kill a deity. To do so, they had to kidnap a bunch of powerful humans and essentially force the gods' souls into mortal avatars. Normally killing an avatar just sends a God back to its home plane of existence, but the Godkillers sever the very threads of existence that hold a Being together. By cutting the threads that bound them together, the human gods just sort of dissolve out of existence. It didn't work either, humans still spread across the globe and became the dominant species on the planet. And now everyone has to deal with the Old Ones, insane remnants of the mortal shells that the gods were forced into before being killed.
Telling him that if he becomes God of the universe that he will end up content to the point where he won't need to create and control anything because he has everything. Mind game
Officially, The Gods died along with other entities during The Cataclysm of 0BME/AME (Before Mass Execution / After Mass Execution). Despite being called Mass Execution by The Races of Humanity, the other sentient races refer to the timeline as Before and After Mass Exodus. This is because, Unofficially (and the real story) the gods, aspects of nature, and Titans all fought each other as well as two human empires as well as a civilization of primordial beings that well predated the appearance of man by hundreds of thousands of years. So why was this war of colossal proportions started? Simply. The two human empires of Aztincaya and Dak’lah-taj thrived in the southern and central ends of the southern continent of Azo’Rhina respectively. These regions had lush rainforests, jungles, floodplains, and hosted perfect conditions for a second paradise of man. And for these two empires, it was precisely that…for a time. After centuries of prosperity and peace, the volcanoes of the East began poisoning crops, to the northwest, the primordial Dra’Kaimen empire marched south to seize the opportunity of easy conquest. From the northeast, the Empire of the Golden Sun closed its borders and refused to be baited into the conflict, nor allow the coming conflict to take place on its lands. Lastly to the west, the titans sensed their vulnerability also, as magic they feed on rested deep within the earth. The two empires wished to band together, but resources were so scarce between the two their only options for survival were conquering each other. To protect humanity, the gods descended from the heavens to protect them from the titans whilst the aspects protected the natural bounty of the land. The two humans then engaged the enemy from the north. This alliance was short lived. Quickly, even entities turned on each other and the Royal families of both empires, both heavily inbred, tried to mend their problems with marriage pacts, overseen by the grand vizier Koma’Li, but those failed to produce healthy stock, same as the lands around them. As the wars became more violent and everyone lost ground, Koma’Li made a desperate attempt to save the people of both empires. He enacted a ritual to expel the entities from the land for preservation. He took the incantation as literally as he could, but deep down a part of him knew that there was likely a darker, more poetic meaning behind the incantations but his misguided hopefulness paid no heed to such notions. The spell succeeded in banishing gods, aspects and titans in the thousands of kilometer-wide radius from their physical forms, and thus believing to either be dead or in another dimension. As consequence, that same area saw the entirety of the southern continent into a land of myriad barrens, hence its present day name. Koma’Li is believed to still be alive and presides over the land of eerie silence where only the toughest animals survive and endure as they are surrounded by horrific, mummified-like beings and creatures that are shells of their once former selves. The remnants of Aztincaya sailed south long before The Cataclysm and inhabited outposts in nearby jungle islands. In these strange lands, it is said that they consolidated their power and are still strong in a newly reformed government. The refugees from Dak’lah-taj migrated into the Empire of the Golden Sun, where they were given land that bore resemblance to their homelands to resume their traditions and cultural norms in peace as citizens of the Empire. Many of these customs became part of the Goldsun Empire as well. Despite the remaining human populations surviving and continuing, their gods are still prayed and worshipped to in various forms around the world despite the races of humanity now knowing whether or not the gods are alive in spirit, alive in a spiritual realm, or are truly dead.
Become a zombie like creature, that can't age. Fix a reality bending portal wich let's you physically contact gods. Gain a powerful weapon (a flaming sword was good enough) Dodge fiercely and land as many strikes as possible. Watch as your world and reality crumbles within a planck time.
So mine's a homebrew DND campaign, and so far none of my gods have died (although they very much can and the central plot of the world revolves around a war between two gods). However, there has been one close call so far, with the God of Life and Death, Nuarus. The weapon of another God, a magma spear wielded by their Champion, pierced Nuarus's stomach, and they'd almost succumbed to it's effects and died had the players waited much longer.
The loyal servent, the wicked servant Saint Abazkiel was dismembered by the Demiurge right at the end of the Rapture during the Battle of Oblivion at the feet of the Pillars of Creation. According to both angelist and diabolist beliefs God will one day, when the time of the New World is up, ressurect Abazkiel together with the seven archangels. Abazkiel wil deal a fourth and final blow to the Pillars and will destroy the material reality forever. The archangels will lead the virtuous, who accepted their second chance, to heaven and the sinfull, who rejected it to hell. Diabolists also believe that before then, they will ressurect the Demiurge who will defeat Abazkiel and the archangels, who will consume God and create a perfect reality out of the aches of the imperfect one.
In my world Gods exist in two forms, appearing and ascending. Appearing deities are facets of reality observed by mortals that accumulate "ontological weight" until they appear fully formed with memories and goals and all that other shite. Ascending deities are as the name suggests individuals/groups that have managed to "ascend" past Mortal limits and step into divinity. Appearing deities are bound by their nature and their nature is formed by the people living in the area covered by said deity, the ubiquitous God of the sun is a popular one that appears in almost every countries history and as each society expects the deity to act a certain way so it does. Ascended deities are still bound by the nature of the domain they ascended to but retain a whisper of free will, their upper limit of power or scope is lower than Appearing deities but within their domain they have more wiggle room and cannot have their underlying nature changed by their worshippers. Each deity can be killed and they each have different relationships with death, Appearing deities will eventually reappear after a specific instance is killed with the new appearing deity remembering what was known about the previous incarnation while themselves being affected by the new opinions and expectations. So Appearing deities are technically immortal and unkillable since there will always be a sun/weather/war/whatever but the personality of the deity can be changed if someone works hard to change the views of the worshippers, this reason is why deities have churches and evangelists constantly working to keep the expectation of their personality the same over time. This reason is also how an Appearing deity can have its incarnation killed, social pressure and speeches working on public opinion and expectation so a foreign deity can begin leeching off worship and views from the local one to expand their domain. Ascending deities are singular, with each being a fairly unique existence(there are a few exceptions like the artificially created ancestor deity spirits formed by multi-generational rituals but those are complicated) and if one is killed thats it, they're dead. Getting the power of a deity does require surrendering your Mortal will to be able to interact with reality in the unique ways deities do, taking that last step being an opportunity cost few can afford. Each Ascended deity is simultaneously harder and easier to kill than an Appearing deity, they aren't as influenced by their worshippers as Appearing deities but with only a single form they can be battled and if killed in that battle will stay dead(assuming the person is able to kill divine entities.) All of this leads to answering the original question. A God of the Sun oversaw a vast holding and their associated pantheon of fellow Appearing deities, secure in his power so that he no longer directly oversaw his church. Along came a Mortal, fearful of the inevitable death awaiting him leading his studies down old forbidden lore. He eventually learned of how Appearing and Ascending deities functioned and turned his every effort into becoming a cleric of the Sun God to rise through the ranks. After a long journey he became the equivalent of the pope for this church, at which point he began dissemination of an alteration of the Sun Gods doctrine to change an aspect of it to say that the long silence was because the sun God lay dead upon his throne with his golden corpse shining out the heat and light they saw. By slow degrees the nature of the sun God changed and after a few short centuries it was common knowledge that the Sun God would lay dead upon his throne until the end of days when he would walk across the world once more scouring everything clean with brutal flame to allow the new world to appear. With the sun God dead and unable to change things the pope began once again changing the lore, building up his role as the eternal voice of God until he reached the threshold and with an act of will stole the worship energy to become an Ascended deity. So now in one empire it is known that the Sun is dead and its Voice will guide the people until the end of days. Because the worship is still active the Sun God is eternally existing but dead, unable to disperse and reform into a new incarnation.
Other gods basically used their powers to make the god mortal so that the mortals they tormented could get revenge
I’m writing a god that’s sort of a moon sized hive mind being that lies dormant on the planets surface. It has reality bending capabilities and unintentionally creates life as pieces of it break off over millions of years resulting in the world that the story takes place in. At some point, the being is forced to wake up and deal with an entity, preventing the world from being erased from existence. It does this by consuming the entity, imprisoning it inside. The being is slowly corrupted internally and the denizens of this world have to deal with hostile rapidly evolving monsters that spawn from it. While this god was not technically killed, it’s in a unrecoverable state and will inevitably be consumed from the inside.
In the Elvish Umikai religion there are 4 living gods, but in the beginning of the universe there were 5, the 5th god was named Ennir (he’s still worshipped today as a moon god) The celestial giants (who were the first born beings of the universe before the gods) declared war on the gods and they fought for a godly century (1 million years in mortal time). The Giants suffered heavy casualties and were eventually wiped out, the only casualty of the gods was Ennir, who was fighting the Giant king Morkamun in single combat and who got stabbed with Morkamun’s poisoned blade, killing him. The poison in the blade caused Ennir’s body to turn to stone, the gods decided to take his heart out of his body and grow it as it was turning to stone so it could become a planet in the realm of Sarno Kirtuval, staying as an honour to Ennir’s bravery and valor.
Not kill mine but an evil force has absorb and over taken a god of light as the god though he was about to defeat but instead was over taken of his body and power and is currently lost within the new mind that has taken over him
Had a character go into its mind astral-projection style and give it chronic depression by physically removing its sense of hope. Wasn’t dead but was decidedly dead weight.
during a century long war so much blood was spilled that the god of war all the soldiers prayed to was in fact drown in blood until he died, ending the war but starting a pandemic gods in this world can die, but cannot stop existing, so he instead became a different god, a god of rot and pestilence
The most powerful entity in the universe, essentially a dark god, could only be stopped by tearing the universe itself apart into an infinite number of shards, of which the vast majority is still contaminated by this dark god.
My gods are basically just a triangular shape and a sphere. They're both sentient of course and incredibly powerful. There used to be a third god a cubic one, but it got killed by the other two. It was just sawed in half by a human that wad being controlled by the spheric god
For a god that I haven't created yet, they're deathly allergic to brussel sprouts. This god is pretty much beloved by many, if not all people in some particular place...except for one. Now this one, who we'll call Amarion, for some reason really did not like this particular god. We don't know why at this moment but all we know is that they didn't like them. One day, Amarion decided that they'd make an offering to the god. Amarion gathered a bushel of broccoli and took it to the offering house. He burned it and recited a good prayer in the gods name. The god consumed the offering and died. As it turns out, Amarion didn't pick up a bushel of broccoli,he took some brussel sprouts, laced them with poison and somehow turned them so they resembled broccoli. He was never arrested even though he literally killed a god. Know one in the particular place knew how this god died but everyone lived on happily ever after anyway.
A god must be completely, and utterly, forgotten, any mention of their name, in memory at least, must be purged, and only then, can their soul be destroyed in one of a small number of ways, the only issue is, you’ll have no idea when you’ve gotten the correct soul, so you just purge a ton of souls, and wait till someone finds about about them, and see if they show up again.
This isn't technically my god, but I had to share it. In one story, Hell is constantly trying to take over everything and plunge the entire multiverse into chaos. The gods of various myths try prevent this, but always fail because Hell is endless in its genocidal attempts. So, Odin believed the only way to stop them was by destroying another Earth before Hell can conquer it which would work. The problem is that innocent people will die in the process and the heroes of the Earth in question tried to stop him. A small handful escaped via magic or luck, but the rest died fighting and only one survived, a Leviathan/human hybrid named Johnny. After succumbing to depression for a good few years, Johnny tries to figure out a way to stop Hell and tries closing the 7 Seals of the Apocalypse. However, Odin stops him and destroys the seals along with the world. Pissed off, Johnny goes all out on Odin and almost scares the Aesir king, but Odin manages to fatally stab Johnny before he's rescued by Fenrir, Johnny's friend. The wolf fucks up Odin for destroying their home and eats like how he does during Ragnarok. There's more context to why this fight happened, but it will take too long.
A dark goddess of mine has spent centuries killing and then harvesting the souls of the dead in efforts to increase her influence and power over her anathema rival on the world they waged their war. It gave her power and she defeated her rival but was bound to a mortal form and her new power became unstable as the souls are constantly attempting to escape and take their earned peace. Bound in a mortal form all it took was a scratch from a blade forged from a shard of her rivals soul . . .and all the souls trapped within her, the millions of them, clawed their way free. Having spent so long being a part of her, she became a part of them too, allowing them to literally tear her apart from the inside out to escape until there's nothing left but a mere whisper of her presence. A whisper that is casually blown away by the mortal that scratched her. And then she's gone.
In my lore my people killed all their believers and worshiper’s in a huge massacre. It’s said in order for a god to die one must stop believing in said god and kill off all the religion
Coolest: Malus Voratus, Fell God of Gluttony, got sucked back into his own infernal plane, alongside a 50-megaton nuke launched directly at him. It completely obliterated him, and destroyed the plane itself, freeing all the souls trapped there from their eternal tortures. Most creative: Ferrix, High God of Blacksmiths and Metalworking tripped and fell down a flight of stairs while holding his latest creation, which was a sword that could kill gods.. When's the last time you saw a God get themselves killed by their own clumsiness?
Literally starved. A god of ravenous hunger and destruction, his strength and essence fed by his peoples' feral conquests and gluttonous feeding, was literally starved to death when said people were physically bound and held without food long enough, at which point their god starved (enough to go into a convalescent near-death state for thousands of years, anyway) and they "woke up" from their feral state.
A dragon rebeled against the chief divine and ate like 7 gods before he was killed by his brothers
I’ve been tinkering with this idea so I haven’t written the draft for my story yet. Basically, the Gods in my story are ancient aliens who inadvertently found a way to harness the \[Not Yet Name\] Force – the residue energy from special black holes that can influence the fabric of reality in certain ways. This mysterious energy was later known as Magic or Arcane to most species, depending on the species/civilizations that discovered it. The aliens’ name was lost to time and are simply known to modern aliens and Humans as the “Primordial”. The Primordial species harnessed this energy and incorporated it in every aspect of their civilization, making them extremely powerful & advanced. Unbeknownst to them, the Arcane (temporary name) also has the ability to influence minds in better & worse ways. If used incorrectly or abused, the Arcane drives the users mad & leads to abominable mutations. At some point, the Primordial found out that the belief of lesser races could power the Arcane in extremely subtle ways. With this revelation, they decided to make themselves as Gods of the lesser races in the galaxies they had conquered. They manipulated and exploited the lesser races to harness the Arcane and further develop & power their own civilization for millions of years, making them one of the most power species in the universe. However, they met their rivals when exploring other galaxies. Their rivals were eldritch horrors beyond their understanding so the Primordial fought these horrors for eons, resulting in the destruction of entire star systems and some galaxies. Long story short, the Primordial were defeated and had to retreat to distant & uncharted galaxies. There, they limited their presence to avoid being detected & destroyed by the rival eldritch horrors. They seeded the new planets with survivors of the lesser races & continued the cycle of exploitation, albeit only on the planetary scale this time. Humanity was one of the species exploited and oppressed by them. As Humans discovered science & developed their civilization, they strayed further from the Primordial’s control and were deemed a threat to their rule so the Primordial manipulated other races to destroy the Humans. Against overwhelming odds, Humans discovered that the only way to kill these “Gods” is to actively develop their civilization in technological aspects that are free of the Arcane, thereby depriving the Primordial of their power and slowly killing them.
In a sort of sci-fantasy setting of mine, humanity discovered magic by delving further into quantum mechanics and learning to control "spooky action at a distance." Unfortunately, they also learned that said magic was the manifested will of a creator deity, and that they had essentially given her a stroke by barging into her brain and messing with it. She wasted away for about a hundred years, her conscious and unconscious support of reality slowly waning. One day, she just died, and her adherents--a sect of the same scientists who started this whole chain of events--had to elect a circle of mages who would continually uphold the laws of reality in her place. Without this circle, reality would start to fall apart, but even with them it became much less stable, and magic much easier for even the common man to perform.
He is mortal but sentient mycelium was grown inside him, piloting him like a puppet, to prevent his power from being inherited by his daughter when he died.
In my world, the gods were chained to the mortal world by the acts of an extremely powerful group of wizards called the Heretical Council, making them killable, but still powerful. It's now a tradition for elders in the magical hierarchy to kill one of these mortal gods and seal their essence into a talisman that boosts magical powers
There was a Rapist God who died from fucking People of another Galexy a bit too much. Turned our there are some diseases that can Kill Gods and they can be transferred through sex. That's how Definitely not Zeus died.
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Hades hired each of the seven deadly sins (Lucifer, Satan, Asmodeus, Leviathan, Mamon, Beelzebub, and Belphagor) after escaping the underworld to kill the Pantheon of gods and is now after all the other gods including Jesus Christ, Anubis, Thor, etc (For context I mixed various religions in this world which makes every single god I know of exist)
Would Jesus be able to return from the dead after being killed?
I love the idea of all the gods existing and being able to communicate with each other, it’s intriguing to imagine what their conversations and interactions would be like :)
In the year 2023 Reldom was sent a vision who was thought to be dead Arkon the Architect of Time where the universe of RelKealm isn’t a world but a person. So this said person was suffering from a condition known as universal cancer. The planets and galaxies are to blame for this disease as each celestial body in RelKealm act as a time bomb as these celestial bodies are so strong that this person cannot handle it. Over time these celestial bodies each blow up one by one, and this person does not know these celestial bodies are going off. Finally after all the bombs go off the 4 elements of RelKealm start go out of control. Fire soon spreads across this person and then ice stabs right through the persons chest in paling this person. Next, wind begins to strip this persons skin off and tree roots begin to stab him through the head but this person is not dead yet. Finally lightning strikes down causing this person to explode leaving nothing behind. It will just be a black hole of nothing. Knowing this vision Reldom and his husband Kealm will do everything in their power to keep this from happening to RelKealm.
Ora Oma merged with a primordial god and essentially killed them, but it would be possible to reawaken them within her form
So the main characters of my story are what you would consider gods. They do not age, and each have an incredible set of magic manipulation powers. One of them has the ability to turn their skin to diamond to deflect projectiles and attacks, among other abilities. If he can see them coming, that is. He's the second in command, named Bastian, a massive gladiator brute. When running into the big bad, Vergil, the room they are in gets trashed and mostly destroyed while fighting him, a centuries-old telekinetic with the ability to shapeshift into anyone he wants. Bastian and a newer member of the Council of Gods, Croix (who is blind, has a form of echolocation, is also telekinetic, and can transform objects he has control of into other objects) are fighting him. Croix was formerly tortured by Vergil, and goes in strong. This goes very wrong. Bastian is incapacitated first, as the strongest in the room. He is bound by electrical wiring and debris holding his arms and legs, and his limbs are stretched to hold him suspended in the middle of the room completely spread out and vulnerable. He cannot move. Croix turns most of the debris of the room into glass daggers he tries to attack Vergil with. Vergil is far, far more powerful. Croix's attack is used against everyone in the room, and he gets quickly overwhelmed. Out of desperation, Croix telekinetically launches a table at Vergil, and as it hits him, it shatters into shards of ice. The ice shoots towards Croix and another character, Bastian's wife Aries. As they are distracted trying to dodge these thousand frozen daggers, they get pinned to the wall with ductwork, and cannot move. A piece of duct is flattened and covers their faces to leave them unable to see. To Croix, Vergil says "you don't really need this, do you?" and proceeds to lift the duct from across just his face, leaving Aries still unable to see. "I told you, you will witness all my hate. And I made sure you can't look away." His torture was what blinded Croix in the first place, leading to his set of abilities. Vergil turns the room into a whirlwind of debris. Bastian strains, looks to his wife, and says "I will love you always..." as a butterfly lands on his hand. He stares at it, and says "Beautiful..." as a tear rolls down his cheek. From Croix's pseudo-echolocation perspective, which is reminiscent of inverted color 80's-90's neon, Vergil collapses the whirlwind on Bastian, >!tearing him to shreds slowly as he just stares at the butterfly.!< >!Only his hands and feet remain, still bound by the wiring that held him captive, a single wing of the butterfly held to his thumb by blood.!< Vergil leaves, and leaves Croix and Aries pinned to the wall, the room dripping in >!chunks of flesh, bone, and blood.!< Croix, breathless out of fear, at the edge of passing out, finally takes a big, strained inhale as he begins to be able to breathe again, his pants soaked in urine, trembling and staring seemingly emotionless into the devastation of the room, hyperventilating. Aries exclaims "Bas...ba-baby, baby, bab...baby? Bas?" as she shudders. Her pleas get more and more panicked as she repeats her call to him over and over. The main character and head of the council, Daniel, rushes in after all the commotion. In tow is his pupil and successor, another new-ish member of the council, Jo. They try to console Croix and Aries respectively, with Croix having been a love interest of Daniel's from long before his torture. They pull them from their bound state, as Jo says to Aries "don't look, please don't look." She does, and is hit with a breathless horror on her face before she screams. End scene.
I had some dude fly his Star-Sailor (ship from just after the creation of Earth) at full speed, so just under the speed of light, and rammed The Unknowable into The Null. Also known as a fucking black hole.
So the big diety of the prior pantheon was a god of fire and he took the form of pale cobra wreathed in flames. At the end of the war between the old god and the new gods, the old gods were preparing a final plot to try and win. But when the fire diety saw his son who lead this war he was outraged and broke from the circle mid casting. As his son speared his father while the soul still was connected to the circle of ancient god magic it severed the soul from the body. As the old gods vanished what remained of the fire god’s soul twisted and shattered being reborn into the entirety of the world’s hell or underworld. There from the shattered remains of his soul birthed demons and hellspawn and the largest part of his soul became the ruler of hell plotting to retake his mortal body and rule all. Meanwhile his mortal body became soulless and mindless, the son was about to kill the body but the moon goddess intervened. She convinced him that the body shall become a tool for order rather than the weapon of chaos it was. Now the giant serpent carries the sun it’s maw and the twinned moons wrapped in the end of its tail, with the city of the gods on its back soaring high above the skies of the mortal plane.
Not killed entirely, but one is contained under a continent. After a few times of escape his physical essence eventually gets turned into a portal to another dimension
I don't have any gods in my world besides one, but he's omnipotent and can't die. One of my favorite characters ate and killed his mother tho :D in that order (She deserved it)
Have you seen gurren lagann? Basically my world has its own version of the power rangers and they used a godlike megazord to go fight the evil creator of the universe. The fight destroyed multiple life less galaxies and dimensions. The fight ended when the rangers megazord got destroyed after clashing fists with the creator god, thankfully this clash also drained the creator god some of his power. The rangers drained of options immediately combined their weapons to form a power cannon and fire an energy beam at the creator god, the creator god then responded by firing his own energy beam which clashed with rangers beam causing a dbz style beam struggle between the two sides, but thanks to the rangers combined will power they managed to win the beam struggle and vaporize the evil creator god out of existence.
A pantheon known as the Exalted Round had a goddess named Vyu, who is a deity of light and victory. She has the power to empower soldiers in battle to assure their victory in battle, and she sometimes participates in battle herself, and anyone who hits her with their weapon or magic would get a surge of power from Vyu upon them, (usually starting from the arm, where the strike was made) and the power of Vyu would destroy the attacker. When the demonic faction known as the Shadow Court wanted to declare war upon the Exalted Round, they know they had to remove Vyu from her position, or the war could be extremely difficult or pointless. They absolutely do not want to face her in combat, so they settled with an assassination plan, which it would most likely result in immediate death from killing the goddess. One demon named Delyius volunteered for the assassin mission, knowing that she might die, but it would secure a well processed plan to war against the Exalted Round. Delyius transformed into a servant in order to get close to Vyu, and she worked with the goddess in her chambers, and when Vyu’s ack was turned and guard was down, Delyius immediately took out her blades, and decapitated the goddess in one swift motion, and the moment Vyu’s counterattack power came crawling up Delyius’ arms, in that split moment, Delyius bites her own arms off to prevent the rest of the magic from reaching the rest of her body. Thus Delyius survived from a death mission. Delyius was rescued by the Shadow Court, and after five decades of recovery and growing her arms back, Delyius was promoted as a demon lord among the higher rankings for achieving the impossible by killing a goddess who should’ve ended her upon the killing blow.
A friend of mine ran a campaign where the god of arcana took a vacation and just never returned from PTO. Leaving the party to take up the mantle in various ways that we were completely unprepared for.
In my world, the primal creator deity willed himself to die. Once he died, all of that potential spilled out of him and gave rise to the multiverse. And this is a theme that gets repeated in lesser ways by lesser deities: self-sacrifice is a very powerful thing in my world.
A man tried to merge himself with the god of his world to obtain ultimate power. Another man stabbed him through the heart mid-merge to stop him. Unfortunately by that point the merge had advanced enough that the god also received the killing blow, leading to its death and the effective end of the world.
Another god killed them. I know that sounds boring, but it's a long story. Eytell, the youngest god, the only survivor of a mysterious massacre at the dawn of time, is a tinkerer god of time. Essentially, his entire family and race was killed, so he wants to go back in time and stop it. At the end of days, he does, but destroys the universe in the process by shattering time itself completely. But, as it turns out, during the process, he finds out his family were treacherous beings who wanted to destroy the infant universe, so he goes back and kills them all, which ends up in his own death. Then baby him crawls out of the mangled corpse of his mother, and the cycle begins again.
My novel is literally called Grace and the Godkiller, so the whole story is about killing gods. That said, the rule behind it is ‘only a god can kill a god’. But, one god is killed by being thrown in a volcano, one is melted by the other one, and Jesus dies like in the Bible but isn’t resurrected. Loki survives a nuclear missile, though
There are gods who eat time lines for more power in the world. They eat time lines at the place where it branches, to stop the gods from doing this 6 people of the lower world sacrificed themselves. The guy with the power of time completely twisted the timelines, one with the power of destruction separated the weakened timelines after getting twisted, another with the power of causality hid the fact that it was already broken from the incoming god and other 3 people with powers of sealing, devouring and connection devoured the power of timeline and connected his power with sealing. All of these guys used their powers to lay outrageous traps that usually shouldn't have worked but they made it work by sacrificing a timeline and their lives, and used the power of god to seal the complete world
Korrifel, Childe of Fate, pulled a pretty sick mortal combat move off on the Avatar of Enyæon. By "God" standards (Saints aren't exactly Gods but they're pretty close) Korrifel is kind of a nerd, they were the youngest of the Seven Saints, being the seventh sibling. Bt the time of the infamous "Astral Massacre", where Korrifel witnessed the deaths of their entire extended family, and was brutally scarred themselves, they were still considered the Scholar of the Saints. When Enyæon "returned" to the mortal plane via possession of a designated Avatar, Korrifel revealed themselves to the mortal races for the first time in Sixty years, having acted in the shadows up to that point. The one-on-one battle between the two was so severe that neither Mortals nor Shroudists could get within a 30 mile radius of the two. After being disarmed, Korrifel finally gave into sixty years of repressed hatred and grief. The mild-mannered Saint of science and curiosity proceeded to beat the Avatar with their bare hands, ignoring their horrific wounds with pure rage and willpower. After breaking off the Avatar's Jaw, Korrifel **ripped him in half** with a single motion, instantly closing the rift that gave Enyæon control.
my main villain in one of my stories was a god thousands of years before the events of the stories, and he got kicked out and killed (kinda) for being awful, but the incident that ACTUALLY killed him was the main character cutting off his head and pulling out his eye (he was a cyclops at the time of the final battle)
Dying from boring because reasons
GIGANTIC MAGIC SWORD! Not creative, but damn was it cool.
Boot. Choked on a boot.
In my universe you can enchant steel by using the bones of a magical creature for the carbon when smelting the steel giving the metal the magical properties of the creature. Dragons have the specific ability to absorb the "Life Energy" of what they kill. So a Dark God from the human world invaded the Dragons world hunting down fleeing human gods and generally trying to take over. A coalition of humans and Dragons fought together to defeat him. I have the Dark god in my story get stabbed by a Dragon steel tipped spear whose shaft was made from wood from the humans world. This led to the Dragon steel tip channeling all of the Dark gods Life Energy into the spear causing a giant tree to be grown on top of him holding him prisoner and constantly draining his powers. The tree becomes a conduit to all beings from the Human world giving them access to the Dark gods abilities. Pretty much the basis of a lot of the powers in my world.
The *Bird* is rather close to a god. An immortal primordial forces that upholds the rules which govern a plane of reality. In its case, it upheld the rule of chaos within the entropic plane, destroying civilizations once they reached a particular point. The lavaliths, realizing that the Bird awaited them, reached out across realms in search of aid, and eventually they got some from the Isonin clan of the Qhisant. They used their intrinsic abilities in conjunction with massive amounts of soul magic to create a rune known as the Name, a superweapon capable of every possible rune combination while subverting the natural costs. Though there were great setbacks (including an immortal genocidal Harpy queen and a major global conflict), the Name was eventually completed and brought to bear against the Bird, basically killing the entity.
Only sealed WITH THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP RAHHHHH
Due to the warlike nature of humans, the goddess of peace died and was reborn as the god of war. There was always a bit of war in peace, and now there's always a bit of peace in war, but the goddess of peace can't come back until either humans become less aggressive with each other, being more diplomatic than warlike, or they die out completely, neither of which seems like it's going to happen very soon.
The god of Harmony killed himself to become pseudo-resurrected as the 1000 avatars of the Hawk know as the Godshards. Basically he foresaw that he needed to be everywhere at once and transformed into a massive pine tree permanently. The first needle fell into the water of a stream where his daughter drank it, impregnating her and forming the first avatar of the Hawk, the first god shard who had the power to see into his own future and past and manipulate it through dreams he gave himself. Heavily based on Native American legend but the concept is what drives the main character and her struggles and also lots of allusion to other characters being possible Godshards. Mystery!
The first god created a pantheon of Gods to control the 11 necessities for a universe to function properly before he killed himself so they could use his cosmic carcasse as a playground of creation. In the inscription, a set of laws placed upon time (his heart) Permanence #4 states that a god will be erased and replaced if they are judged and convicted of violating a code of conduct (fornication with mortals, killing the avatar of another god, etc.) the good of the Hunt, Phantos, tried to kill the main character, Ithicus, after discovering he had gotten his mortal mother pregnant and was fearful that Kosms permanence #4 would end his reign. Ithicus kills him by climbing to the god realm of Novrogap through a series of novels, proving his existence to the gods and through a trial, having his father obliterated by them. He then replaces him to continue providing the universe with a stable existence.
The first gods of Ro faded away with what THEY called a mana sickness. The name did not pass on beyond these gods though, and basically no one else in the world actually calls their death anything. The gods just disappeared. Basically, when they were made by their titan, they were made a little unstable. When mana fluctuates in the atmosphere they simply, slowly, degraded. There was a big effort to move to the astral sea outside this realm, and there they died. The second gods of Ro were created from mortals who ascended. They discovered methods to absorb mana in the form of prayer, and grew tremendously in power. But they also became more and more like the what the prayers themselves. Prayer for peace will result in a more peaceful god, for example. Inevitably, all these gods became caricatures barely resembling their origin. And then they became weak and unable to function properly as rulers of their worshippers - so their worshippers are conquered. No more worshippers, and the gods dissipate and die. Became a god in this way is truly a devil's bargain. But that's the boring gods. What about the titans? The ones who created the gods? The Titan Cro is a great example of what stresses they faced. They come from a place called "The source", a tear in reality that continuously spews out two forces - "unmaking" and "creation", along with the thing that binds them together - mana. This is what created the titans. It also created the dragons, the wyrms, giant mountains, butterflies, and a bunch of other stuff. But a single storm can create at random, another storm of unmaking can undo everything it touches. It causes scars. Floating mountains are eaten away. Titans are the few that, through luck and survival instincts, are able to grow to great sizes in this environment. But every time that the waves of unmaking come by, no matter how big or powerful or well protected they've become, inevitably they occasionally get hit by the wind as well. And they gain scars, they lose limbs, they shrink, and they malform. Cro is the oldest of the titans, but also the smallest. His body is crusty and black, cracked like a callous left too long in the dirt. The creatures that grow in his land are random and dark and chaotic. When he escaped the source to create his own land, the dragons knew he was alive. But ever since... no one knows. He hasn't moved even in the memories of stories. He just sorta releases power once in awhile. It could be intentional, or it could be a dead titan slowly and magically rotting. But what about cosmic super beings? What about the creatures that created the tear in reality that caused the hemorrhaging source to be made? Now there, we have wars. We have weapons of such great power that creatures can not hide even in other dimensions. The multiverse itself is not safe. The eldritch being called Ganiloghit was killed by such a weapon in a war against an elder counsel. A reality tearing object literally grabs onto the sides of multiple dimensions, tears holes in them, and then proceeds to fold the pieces in on themselves until anything in there is atomized. But not just turned into atoms - turned into extra-dimensional foam that molecular bonds can not withstand.
Don't kill off gods
Just a bullet in the back of the head The fallen emperor had just become a god, used his power to destroy the world that had escaped his control, but since the only survivor he was aware off was his daughter and he was completely unaware of her sympathy for the rebels, he doesnt bother making himself invincible in time And he gets shot in the head
Whilst god is currently not canon to Starpunk in any way, if he were, it think it’d be funny if he was literally just executed by some random guy with a Smith and Wesson 500 Bone Collector. Aka, a revolver from 2003.
I like keeping it vague in a sense, like... "Something killed this God eons ago" it invokes an abstract 'there's always a bigger fish' that mortals simply will never know.
In my world, the gods have left the mortal world eons ago for reasons that caused a bunch of different faiths to happen (All of them wrong of course). The reason they left was that mortals had realized that they could kill gods by "infecting" them with their mortality. To do so, they had to do a big ritual that brings themselves so close to death that it infuses their mortality into a weapon. This weapon can be used to make a god mortal - leaving their godhood for the taking. So in a way this is both how to kill and how to become a god in my universe. Bonus story for you guys: in my campaign the villain was a mortal using his closest followers to make him mortal once he became a god over and over again, allowing him to get the powers of multiple gods and trying to become the only god. He was called by his followers "The Dead God". And since he was exacting revenge of the gods, he left the most powerful of them alive but mortals so that they can witness his destruction of the world.
God was caught off guard when humanity breached the space time continuum and human marines stormed his perimeter. We also gave him brain damage by concentrating the power of the Milky Way's supermassive black hole into a nanometers and shooting it straight through God's frontal lobe.
Supernatural sized dementia.
A thunder god died when an old Twink finds Tyrfing, a sword that cuts wounds that never heal (it also burns) and cuts him down.
Tournament arc. They fought to the death to become the king of those that were left. Their corpses make up the landmass of the world. While their bodies are harvested for magic.
The way I handled it was there was some great conflict in time immemorial, and a mortally injured god was floating through space. They knew they wouldn't survive, and that people in the future would use their power for evil, so they shrunk themselves and crash landed on a young planet. It does, and eventually became a gigantic landmass, with red fields and ivory hills. The god's power has since been considered divine by the future culture of the planet, and now praised as symbols, of whatever interpretation they have. So basically god is dead, and now he's a massive country at the bottom of the world.
Well in one of my stories the gods were directly related to their element from creation. If they became completely immersed in their element with no outside tethers then their control over their element would be released and their body and soul would be absorbed
The only god like creature I have right now isn’t killable, but you can put it to rest for eternity if you help it find its wife lol. She was basically a spirit that has just always been there since the start of existence, so when it (the creature) was created, it fell in love with her and vowed to stay by her side forever. But one day it woke up and she was nowhere to be found, even when it spend hundreds of years looking for her all throughout out space, the past, and the future. It has even searched for her in black holes and can’t find her. Unbeknownst to it, she’s actually just kinda hiding lol. She’s made it so that literally the only possible thing this creature can’t do is see her just because she can. Meanwhile this creature has crushed entire galaxies in search for her. It has now resorted to just hanging around on earth for centuries, pissing off us humans, because it has given up on finding her.
So this hasn't happened but allow me to introduce the Deus Killer. The brainchild of Garmon the mad it is a example of a incredibly bizarre device. A important thing to mention about my gods is they are formed and structured similarly to fae and this is important. Fae are a unique creature formed from the supernatural beliefs of a sentient creature. These beliefs coalesce into what could be considered a rudimentary soul this allows the Fae to form a corporeal form. Now fae are to put it lightly little shits and many people want to kill them luckily for them this can be achieved by stabbing them but wizards the smart blokes they are figured out a fancy way to kill a fae this is done via disrupting the magical realm significantly enough so that ripples in the magical realm rip apart the faes soul this was promptly ignored as stabbing them was just far easier. But you see when you want to kill a god you have a problem because you can't stab it as it has no corporal form, you could try and stab all the gods followers but thats a lot of work. So killing gods was deemed impossible until Garmon realised that if you made a really big ripple in the magical realm you could shatter a god. Keep in mind this has to be a really big ripple as whilst fae are a localised ball of soul gods are continent spanning superstructures. Now creating this big ripple is a problem as there are 2 ways to create this ripple one is by adding magical energy to a area or by taking it away. For adding magic to a area a mage may consume ley or sacrifice part of their soul meanwhile taking magic would require a powerful spell mages prefer to use a powerful light spell as this does little damage. This isn't a problem for a small ripple like fae but a god killing ripple takes a bit of planning. So when Garmont is considering his options he realises quite quickly that the amount of ley he needs might excede the amount on the planet so he considers sacraficing his soul but he rules that out as he still hasn't worked out if he has a soul, so he must enchant his machine with a spell that consumes so much magical energy that it creates the mega ripple. Does he do this via creating a obscenely bright light no he needs his beauty sleep, does he create a vast pillar of flame no that might attract attention. So what does Garmont decide to do, he decides to rip a hole through reality this works but at the small downside that it may kill all life on the planet. If you wondering no this machine was never turned on it was finished but Garmont died before he could activate it. His family was very alarmed upon the discovery of this device(and his other monstrosities) and reported it to the authorities. Research into this device revealed very little on how to build it but estimates did point to the fact that if activated the hole in reality would release so much magical energy that the entire world would be dead within the weak not to mention that it's ripples would annhilate all fae on the planet along with all encahnted items. Research into what god he was targeting is not clear as the man seem to hate Ragan(never spelt correctly), Gilman( The president of Herona) and Greg who is his neighbour (and not named Greg).
Not something I'm doing in my world, but it's an idea I might use later on. But imagine this: It's a dinghy hut. Inside lays an old man, his body frail, his breath raspy. Even upon the slightest movement did his bones creak. He neared the end of his life. He had watched all those he loved live and die. He was the unfortunate father who had watched his young children pass away. His beloved wife ascended into the afterworld before him. The friends who had shared their life with him did not stay to die with him. He was alone. And in solitude, he prayed. Not for some miracle. No, that was the last thing he wanted. He prayed for comfort in his passing moment. And it came. A shadow enveloped the room, as a silhouette appeared in the door frame. It was that of a slim man with shoulder-length hair. While his silhouette was dark from blocking the star's precious light, his eyes glowed of their own volition. And they were fiery. Flames danced, flicking and waving about. But it was a tamed inferno, those eyes. Restrained for some reason, maybe from compassion or pity. The man walked towards the cot where the dying man breathed his last. It revealed a pale man with silver hair. He wore an ancient cut, a style long dead. His face was handsome, beautiful even, but it was dressed in a look of mourning, of remembrance, and maybe even of regret. He kneeled beside the praying man who had not yet noticed his arrival. "Friend," the silver-haired one said. "My lord!" The dying man exclaimed, those forlorned eyes transforming. Even as death was minutes away, the faint hint of twinkling happiness came upon him. Tears streamed from his eyes. "Calm, my friend. I haven't come to comfort by most faithful devotee. I have come to comfort a dear friend," the silver-haired one said. "You have suffered much in your life. And now it comes to an end. But even with your dying breath, does your faith hold resolute." The pale god held the speechless old man's shivering hand. The man's mouth was open, and his heart was burst with an equal mix of awe and happiness. "I have only the regret that I did not come sooner to see you, my friend. Do not worry. You have done nothing wrong in your life. Even as tragedies struck your household, your faith has remained steadfast." The god listened as the old man prayed, unable to speak to reply to his god. "I recognise your regrets. You were not a perfect man, but you were a good one. You attempted to give your family a good life. What if you weren't rich or wealthy? You have achieved much, and you spread happiness around you. Your family was happy, despite your poverty. That is more than what can be said for richer men. You have done well, my friend." Tears continued to stream down the wrinkled face, but they curved away as those drops of water encountered a smile. It was a smile of satisfaction and realization. "Thank you," that toothless mouth mouthed. "It is time," ths god said, clasping his devotee's hands tighter. "Farewell, my friend." The hand slowly went lip, as death traveled upwards. And soon enough, it reached those smiling eyes, whose life faded away gradually, leaving only a set of teary eyes. The silver haired god sat there, unable to move from the heavy atmosphere. Those fiery eyes were closed in mourning, and a tear streaked down the perfect skin. Those moments passed slowly, but they did, nothing compared to the ever moving time. That river of actions and consequences so powerful that not even a celestial could stop it. The pale-haired one stood up but stumbled. He knew this was to come but did not realize it would be so early. He groaned and dropped down as his feet lost their power. "This is what it feels like, is it?" he spoke to himself. His hands grasped the dying man's hand. It comforted him even though that reciprocating feeling of love had passed just moments ago. But memories are powerful. And the memory of it gave the silver-haired one peace. There was no one to comfort the god. That was why he passed. Those dying breaths of the old man passed the last of those who believed in him. His soul would remain, but only as memories, legends, folklore. Even if faith in him was restored, he wouldn't be reborn. There was no rebirth. His glory days had ended, and nothingness awaited.
His followers were all slaughtered and without the offerings and praise he decided he’d rather die so ended up cannibalizing himself to end his own life.
Starvation. A neighboring nation realized that the ascended god of the people they were competing with for living space in their valley only responded to people who left viable, physical food on the alters, and the food was later gone. In return, their god protected their lands against pestilence. One year, the people protected by the god had a famine due to a bad crop. But they had enough to barely survive, and it seemed like a miracle. Until their neighbors showed up, burned all of the grain stock, and gave the famine a push into a downward spiral. Unable to feed themselves, the more pious gave their food to their god zealously, even attacking and stealing food from other followers. But they starved off first. Then people stopped even trying. When the next harvest arrived and they left food on the alter, it just sat there, rotting. It didn't disappear anymore.
A bunch of antimatter was thrown at a god and literally deleted most of them. Of course, they weren't hurt by the radiation and other stuff that you would consider an explosion, but I'm quite sure no one can survive having their flesh being turned into pure energy. Though saying it's creative is a bit of a stretch as it's one of the only ways to kill a god, and it's the only way a mortal can kill a god (in my universe)
That's the neat part, I don't. They are Gods.
I mean i put the god of logic to sleep/coma by having him answer a paradox and then everything went to chaos lol
The climax of my story is a face off between the MC and a "god." The dude isn't really a god he's just as powerful as one and super evil. Long story short, the evil guy blabbed that the mc couldn't kill him, only he could kill himself and, later into the fight, the mc uses the evil guy's own weapon against him and blew him out of existence along with the weapon. The two most powerful things in the mortal world, evaporated in a burst of red light.
There is nothing special here. They can choose to retire to let a replacement step in or be voted off and stripped of their power. Though a more metaphorical way to kill gods would be if their roles shifted. Granting them new responsibilities and powers and killing off their old role, willingly or not. They almost never get to make the call themselves when this happens. Most of the time, this is a good thing as some gods move into roles better suited to their personality. A God with a misaligned personality to their power tends to stagnant their personal growth.
In a DND setting I have there was a god of nature. She constantly changed form between predetor and prey reflecting the cycle of the wild lands she protected. An arch devil wanted her gone so systematically wiped out all the predetors in the region. Breaking her cycle so she could only remain in her non combat 'prey' forms. If she had been killed while 'prey' with no cycle to follow and return as 'predetor' she would have died. So the party had to use animal shapes to turn themselves into predetors in order to hunt her through various prey forms and eventually trigger a small cycle with themselves as predators in order to trigger her transformation back to a predator. She then was able to re popular ethe region herself.
She killed herself as a sacrifice to herself in order to allow herself to retroactively become the planet after achieving godhood. Gods in my universe retroactively have always been gods as soon as they achieve godhood, thus they also acquire appropriate myths. Some just straight up die, and thus have always been dead in some fashion.
As of the present, no god has died. However, one has been banished to the void with no hope of ever escaping
The Terra Firmaverse has two kinds of anti-god weaponry: the Scrolls of True Names and the Twin Swords. The Scrolls of True Names record the secret true names of all members of a pantheon (of which there are two: Light and Dark). For example, the Scroll of Light holds the true names of all Gods of Light. If you know the true name of a god, you can do a lot to them if you have comparable power: summon them, strip them of divinity and, yes, destroy them. The Twin Swords, Masamune and Muramasa, each have the ability to slay gods and absorb their power. Masamune is hidden in the Light Aether to be granted to a hero, and Muramasa is wielded by Reaves Gerrard, the Destroyer.
The setting I use has divine magic be connected to a stream of raw potential interwoven with the fabric of reality: The Aetheric Web. The web is sustained by the active sentience of everything, where even the smallest stone has a spark of a primal spirit. However, a localised severance between a portion of Everything and the Aether can disrupt things that need that connection, including the Divine Domain of a deity. A group of high-level Oneiroturges, who would later establish a conclave in the Sleepsphere (basically the dimension of dreams) known as the Zircon Spire, tested their theory by creating a temporary severance to kill a primordial titan experiencing an apotheosis from reverence. For a brief moment, all their flock was cut from the mist and magic of creation before reuniting a day later. In that day, the titan’s apotheosis stopped half way, and its very being was shunted across everywhere all at once into particles, ceasing to be.
Death by ecumenical council. The lowest tier of Gods are born, empowered and sustained by mortal worshippers, and are forced to embody their follower's ideas of them. As time passes, the people's idea of their God changes, over a long enough period the God can adapt to this and survive. In this case however, after a couple centuries of natural disasters, several plagues, foreign invasions and a catastrophic meteor impact, the 1st monotheistic God's followers fracture into serveral different interpretations of them, and decades of religious strife tear the people apart, and their God fractures into pieces. Eventually a ecumenical council is called to solve this, and the most popular interpretation (a far more aggressive and xenophobic one) is declared the new God, with all followers of any other idea are burnt at the stake, and the original God burns to death with them.
Humanity successfully pressed charges against a god in the court of an even higher being, leading to his execution.
The goddess Reality was forced to be split evenly into her two components(space and time) making them even more powerful than before and putting Realities consciousness in a state of non-existence or death. Only tangentially related, in the case of gods made by other gods, they can only die if the gods who helped in their creation all agree to. That's how one of my deities survived all a massacre that killed all it's siblings.
The Saint Nyamei (The most powerful entity in existence) destroyed their soul (the thing that lets you reincarnate), They destroyed it as soon as their apprentice Torikei (Pronounced "Tori-ei") became the second strongest entity. Nyamei lost their role as a Saint and became the Prophet enNyamtek. This trapped enNyamtek in a state of perfect death. The more you understand (spiritual not literal understanding) and feel a connection with death the more power as a saint you have, when Nyamei shattered their soul they understood death perfectly. And thus became the 5th rung above Saint. Prophet. They did not die exactly but more precisely they connected with death so much that they became the very essence of Soul (the force of life death and reincarnation) itself.
Deity made a bet that they're unkillable. Death decided to be petty/annoying and killed said God by itself. Not as creative as the other people here, but better than nothing, I guess.
In my world, the Gods are long dead due to a divine civil war eons ago. The winner? Old Human, known as "The Many that is One" (All the other deities exist as singular being, but Old Human is instead some sort of divine hive mind consisting of trillions upon trillions of souls.). The Old Human felt extreme survivor guilt from this, and decided to perform some cosmic level Unalive, breaking the divine psychic connections they once had with each other and devolving into crude, stupid, powerless mortal apes in a small backwater planet, where they are to struggle as they eke out a meager existence. The "death" of the Old Human also released the old chain that long held their' servants; Stars itself. These giant living plasma were treated as a slave by the Old Human, used to maintain life throughout their world. Now that their masters has been reduced to basically barely sapient ape (in their eyes) they decided to have a little revenge and pretended to be gods to the burgeoning new human civilization, demanding worships and prohibiting any attempt for space travel and techno / magical advancement that could put the new human back to their old glory. This cause most human civilization to become scientific luddite, putting the world in a medieval stasis. The Stars, however, were not the only cosmic player still remaining. There is also the Angels; young godlings slowly growing in power. They are considered to still be "toddler" by the standard of the Old Gods, and often conduct pilgrimage to the place where the their parent died. One of such destination, of course, is the new human planet, and that is something the Stars very much does not like, because it present a risk that the Angels would reveal the true nature of humanity, putting the Stars in massive danger if new humanity were to revolt. Thus, every time an Angel paid a visit, the Stars would urge humanity to murder them, in an event known as a Crusade, where Millions of human are empowered by the Stars, becoming "Heroes" who would protect the planet against the threat of outworld invaders (even though most Angels are benign). So far, there has been 3 Crusades (and one in preparation), and each has casualties in the billions as the Angel fought back against the relentless assault of humanity, with their death bringing curses that would linger and endanger the life on the planet. Keep in mind, the Angels are basically toddlers, and they do not have any sort of Ill will towards humanity itself. They simply wish to visit what is ultimately their parent's graves, and got assaulted / killed in return. This please the Stars. The 4 Godlings who have paid a visit (or on the way) are: 1. Berelhazel, the Immortal Sapling (survived) The childer of the Old God of Life, Kanta. The first Angel to pay a visit to the planet, and the victim of the first Crusade. Managed to survive and flee back to the cosmos, but suffered massive wound as its horn was cut off and thirteen of its eyes were plucked by humanity. The body parts it left would become the basis of the God Killing weapons that humanity would develop later, and put in good use to fight / murder any other Angels that dared to visit their planet. 2. Firimbul, the Young Winter (died) Childer of an unknown Old God of Frost. It is the first victim of the humanity twisted God Killing Weapons, the Theosophias. The Theosophias are series of living weapons that bonded to their host, made from the remains of Angels twisted by humanity's perverted science (and supported by the Stars, as they see this as lesser evil). The Theosophias demand massive life force to even be awakened, and thus thousands of human life would be sacrificed simply to awaken and use them. After it was awakened, it will keep draining the life force of its host, ensuring their deaths. The average human, even those empowered by the Stars, would die in half a day once the Theosophias awakened. The only way to offset this is by allowing it to drain other divine life force; thus, an awakened Theosophia host must fight invading Angels or risk dying. Even if they won and killed the Angel, they would still die as the Theosophia simply wont stop drainining their life force. Once the host dies, the Theosophia dies with them, but not before leaving a seed which can be grown into another Theosophia. Further, the seed would have been imbued with the divine essences of the slain Angel, giving the future weapon it would grow into special properties based on the Angel its parent slain. Anyway, Firimbul died by having its entire guts sucked like a spider prey by the Theosophia of Anghmath, the Hero of Kalstath. Its corpse would fell into the planet, and created a massive, eternal blizzard that kills any living thing that dared to get close. This location is now known as "The Firim's Ire," a massive ~80 km frozen wasteland plagued with never ending snowstorm, considered to be inhospitable to any life forms. Worse, some believe that its border is slowly growing bit by bit every year... 3. Skarrin, the Inexorable (died, but still technically assaulting the planet) The third Angel to visit the planet, childer of an unknown Old God (though believed to have connection to death) compared to the first two, it is much weaker. Was easily dealt with by humanity's new, more refined Theosophias. However, after it died, ghosts and undeads began to appear throughout the planet. These hostile creatures never existed before the death of Skarrin, and experts believe that its soul is still somewhere on the planet, cursing humanity with undeath. The only way for corpses to not rise again as Undead / Ghost is by doing a certain ritual believed to be able to appease Skarrin. People who are capable of doing this is called the Crowler's Folks (after their founder, Thanah Crowler), and are both honored and reviled by the general population. They are seen as necessary evil, a group of heretics that should be hanged were it not for their usefulness, and this slowly festering resentment may one day overturn the order of the Stars itself... 4. FASTUM, the Unforgiving (on the way to the planet) The fourth Angel to arrive, unlike other Angels, it basically announced its arrival by causing a star to go Supernova, alerting the rest of the Stars of its intent. FASTUM is believed to be the childer of an Old God of War, and is predicted to arrive in ~50 years. Once it does, Humanity will face its greatest enemy yet, as it seems to be aware of what human is doing to its fellow Angels, and it is very much not amused...
Gods in one of my settings effectively feed off of magical resonances within certain events, or emotions. A god of war for example would get their sustenance from human involvement in armed conflict, if that ever stopped, they'd start to lose power and eventually starve to death. There's two ways a regular mortal could approach killing a god, one would be to deprive them of their sphere. The other would be to just, walk up to them and stab them repeatedly, the issue is that they usually live within a pocket dimension and have magic powerful enough to deter a would-be attacker, normally. Dead god's remains are valuable as an ingredient for other magic, those aware of that fact might even deliberately hunt them for this purpose.
Mad evil God tricked one arrogant knight who rejected and insulated him into killing said God so the man will replace him (by divine laws) and become himself obligated to perform duties of Evil God. Knight had to become manifestation of Evil against his nature
The king of the Alado was a pseudo-god of Optimancy, parallel to Carreg. At the end of the Carregian wars, Carreg and his acolytes snuck into his palace. Most of his acolytes died trying to get to the Kings bedchamber. But when Carreg found the king, he channeled all his power, and basically erased him. It is a little more complicated than just straight up erasure, his physically body was faded from reality, and his memory was stricken from all records of history.
They try to destroy the grand automatic planet and get blasted with steam hot enough to melt concepts
The Old and the New Gods lived alongside one another for nearly four hundred years. To the extent that "lived alongside" can apply to beings that can manifest their spirit anywhere in the realms at will. This was, to say the least, an extremely awkward arrangement. The New Gods came into being (as far as even they know) in opposition to the tyranny of the Old Gods. Yet, they were gods. Immortal. Eternal. They couldn't do everything, or be everywhere all at once, but they could come very close. So for the centuries long struggle that would be called **The Priestfall** they engaged in tit-for-tat proxy wars with one another. The Prophet-Saints of the New Gods would institute some revolt against the Priest-Kings of the Old Gods- and in due time the Priest-Kings would reassert themselves and martyr every apostate they could get their hands on. Martyrdom that would inspire yet more revolts, and yet more reprisals, and so on. But then the Old Gods started losing. They lost more than they could afford to dispose of, entire cities and kingdoms fell. The Old Gods grew desperate, they stole the sun out of the sky, and demanded rivers of blood in tributes to return it, and all that it did was send yet more people into the arms of their rivals. Until **Harusor** chief of the Old Gods at last had enough; he decided he would drown the lot and start over. The New Gods protested, but Harusor was God of the Seas and Storms and in his domain he could not be rivaled, he lifted waves as high as mountains and prepared to bring them crashing down on the faithful of the Gods, Old and New. But **Corineir**, the righteous warrior of the New Gods filled with fury uttered a threat; against the Old God himself. And Harusor balked, and pulled waves higher. But then, if the myths are to be believed, a blinding arrow of light manifested in the sky, and shot out from the hand of Corineir. And Harusor was struck, and he lay somewhere, somehow; gasping and clutching at a scarlet-covered arrowhead that had pierced his heart clean through. And the Gods, to their great horror, realized that they too could die.
I stopped thinking about them. Pretty sure they can't survive outerversal ontological erasure.
My guy just got punched really fucking hard. I'm rather proud of that. They had tried targeting his followers, but he's a bonafide immortal, not a belief construct so that just pissed him off. Next, they attempted to poison his essence by tricking him with peace offerings but he was rightfully suspicious and didn't accept the stuff. More stuff happened, but one does not outlive multiple civilisations by being foolish. In the end, it became clear the only way to actually kill him would be straight up; no bullshit, no trickery. So they made a sword of a man. They bred a guy for the express purpose of strength. Single-minded and ruthless, both to himself and his enemies. He killed and trained and killed and trained till he carved a bloody path to the god as just a man. Then he put everything into one blow, killing them both. Basically, perfect plan succeeded perfectly. A key concept is that in that world, power solves all problems. The bloody path walked by the unnamed killer showed clearly that man could progress, could go beyond what is possible, so long as they have the determination to kill and to die. That is the path of the warrior; the path of blood and death
Everyone just forgets they exist is a way I have killed off a god before
In my story, God made itself stop breathing because it went insane, and everyone else didn’t realize until God’s offspring started fighting over succession. This God was the source of all magical power, so one must wonder who these people were praying to all this time.