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That way, they would not have to worry about that while Brynn was recuperating, and the family was getting used to the new addition. The little trip to see Hecate had lit a fire underneath her ass, so she always spent a good portion of her day going over everything and trying to figure out what all we could use during the coven fight. The book was a how-to guide about dealing with Gods, Goddesses, and Demigods. There was no telling what bullshit Loki could have in store and who all would be affected. He was the God of Mischief after all. A flare of pain through the bond snapped me out of my thoughts.

Within the enchanting pages of Chapter Thirty-One, Rita's journey reached a crescendo as she embraced a symphony of faith that resonated throughout her being. It was a chapter filled with spiritual awakening, profound connections, and the harmonious orchestration of divine guidance in her life. In this chapter, Rita delved deeper into her relationship with God and the sacred forces that guided her path.

"You will remain here." The streets below were home only to ghosts and shadows now. The people were cowering in whatever safe haven they could find, whether it be the claustrophobic aisles of a department store or the dark back room of an office. Anywhere was better than the bubbling mire outside. The heat from the burning blood would not affect the deity who once walked in his own volcanic Eden. Nor did it affect the creatures he crafted but it certainly made their way more taxing. Isaac watched as a soft haze encapsulated the God's body and slowly, he began to fade, glowing translucent and glorious.

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“Together.” The spell reaches its peak. And so do I. My heart stutters once. Twice. Then gives up. I fall to my knees, the world tilting, fading, my magic finally burning through what’s left of me. As I collapse onto the ruined ground, I think—not of war, or gods, or destiny. —but of Cain’s smile. And how loved I was. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Silence. Then— the gods descend. The Moon Goddess looks over the devastation, her silver light reflecting off nothing but ruin.

We took the staircase in silence each step echoing louder than it should the light dimming behind us as we descended At the bottom was a smaller room circular no larger than a cell And in the center hovered a book Suspended midair glowing with a faint golden hue its pages turning slowly though there was no wind I stepped forward heart pounding The moment my fingers touched it the room blinked out of existence I stood on a battlefield under a sky of ash bodies strewn across the cracked earth blood soaking ancient sigils carved into the dirt Wolves and gods and men torn apart by magic too vast to understand And at the center of it all stood her The goddess in her final form Wreathed in flame s

--- End of Chapter 17 – The Countdown to Zero Next: Arc II, Chapter 18 – “Imperfect Eden.” In the aftermath of the Alignment, the world learns to live with flaws—and begins creating beauty from them. But beneath the peace, a faint new rhythm stirs: something born from neither Mira nor the curse, a third consciousness whispering in the cracks of creation.

The fissures around us deepened, and a wave of pure energy surged outward, knocking us all to the ground. Aaron cursed as he rolled to his feet. “Tell me that was just a metaphorical ‘learn what it means.’” But it wasn’t. The energy didn’t stop—it poured into me. My skin glowed faintly, and I could feel the god’s awareness slipping deeper into my thoughts, into the Heart itself. Images flashed behind my eyes: cities built on clouds, oceans of flame, creatures shaped from starlight. The god was showing me the First Realm—the one that came before the split. It was beautiful… and terrifying.

We can see the gates in front of us as my protectors guide the way. The nearer we get to the gates, the colder it gets, and we're soon walking in the white fluffy clouds the gates finally within our reach. Davin is now back in his human form, as he walks beside us. The God of all Gods smiles as he opens the gates. He turns to look at us as he says. "Prepare your Gods, the realm of Gods have been disturbed, and the Gods have now awakened, Deliah Blue, you must rewrite the book of Myths for your child to survive."

He frowns upon realizing his pegasus is unresponsive, until he looks up. A small hut glows an orange hue in the near distance, one that he swore he had never seen earlier. The steed immediately runs towards it, forcing the young god to let go of his reins. Upon reaching the comfortable warmth of the hut's outer layer, the horse snorts and bucks his two legs forward, as if beckoning him closer. He has learned to trust animal instincts, that's one of his first lessons with Chiron, the centaur, as a godling.