The sky split, a crack appeard in the sky, shimmering a blue light, blue light rained down. Azrion fell like a star, landing with a shockwave that silenced the world. He rose—tall, celestial, his halo burning with fractured starlight. The ring behind his back pulsated a blue wave, like the ocean. Mortals knelt, even some gods, trembling, their prayers answered by something beyond gods. His deep, ancient voice shaken the ground You called for the heavens. I have answered. But no god sends me.
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24/03/2025