The Throne of the Gods
The golden palace trembled as Kael's presence alone disrupted the divine balance. The gods stood before him—beings who had ruled the cosmos for eons. Their eyes burned with celestial fire, their very existence an embodiment of power beyond mortal comprehension.
Yet, Kael did not falter.
A god, wreathed in flames, stepped forward. "You dare invade our realm? A mortal who has abandoned his humanity—"
Kael smirked. "A mortal? You misunderstand. I am not here as a human. I am here as the reckoning you feared would one day come."
The gods did not hesitate. With a single movement, divine power surged, an overwhelming force crashing down upon Kael. The weight of their combined might could shatter entire galaxies.
But Kael did not move.
With a simple exhale, his aura expanded, warping reality itself. The force of the gods' attack was swallowed by an unseen void, dispersed into nothingness.
The gods' expressions shifted from arrogance to unease.
Kael rolled his shoulders. "Is that all?"
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The War Unleashed
A goddess with silver wings launched herself forward, a sword forged from starlight in her grip. She moved faster than light, her blade aiming for Kael's heart.
But in that instant—
Kael caught the blade with two fingers.
Time froze. The battlefield fell silent.
With a flick, he shattered the divine weapon into stardust.
The goddess gasped, staggering back as Kael advanced, his voice calm yet absolute. "You mistake divinity for strength."
Another god, towering like a mountain, swung a hammer infused with the essence of suns. It came down with the force to erase existence itself.
Kael raised his hand.
The hammer met his palm and stopped dead. The shockwave that should have obliterated reality simply ceased to exist.
Kael's grip tightened, and the hammer crumbled into cosmic fragments.
"Pathetic."
The gods, for the first time in eternity, felt fear.
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The Fall of a God
One god, wreathed in golden radiance, roared in fury. "We are the rulers of all! You are nothing but an aberration!"
Kael's expression remained unreadable as he raised his spear. "Then let me show you what an aberration is capable of."
With a single thrust, space itself cracked. The spear found its mark, piercing through the god's chest. Divine ichor spilled like falling stars, the god's form trembling before shattering into dust.
The heavens cried out.
The gods were not invincible.
Kael pulled his spear back, his voice steady. "Who's next?"
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The Gathering Storm
In the distance, beyond the battlefield, an unseen force stirred.
A presence unlike any before.
The Supreme God, the one who had remained silent all this time, opened his eyes. The very fabric of the universe quaked under his gaze.
Kael's journey was far from over.
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To be continued…