Non mortem timemus, sed cogitationem mortis - We do not fear death, but the thought of death. quote from Seneca

     Gods are created many diffrent ways, some were once mortals that earned their rank by amazing and unque deeds. Others were there when the worlds were created, leaving their mark on the worlds of their chosing. The most known way is to kill a god in combat, a rare occurance, that has only been recorded to happen to the weakest of gods. A god is only as powerful as the people that beileive in them, without followers they are scarely more then execptional mortals. But what happens when a god becomes too powerful?

Picture made by Jason Engle, found on google images, found also on http://www.epilogue.net.

The chapters are in english, while the titles are in latin.

This story has nothing to do wth my own or others personal religions, it is here for entertainment purposes alone.

DON'T RUN AWAY IT IS NOT A SELF-INSERT!

A regular man wakes up one morning to discover that his previously glorious mustache has been replaced. By a pony. The kind of man to never allow an adorable talking accessory to make him to miss work, he goes anyway. Can this man deal with an herbivorous talking pony mustache? Can he find a way to get his new mustache home? Can the author stop asking questions in the description? Find out...

Inspiration taken from (The Day My Beard Turned Into Pinkie Pie). Full credit to the creator of the awesome Flutterstache picture. Not my making.

A story created to get over my writers block. I will laugh if this gets better ratings then my non-writers block story.