With two orbs awakened, Minerals and Magic, I steadied myself once more. The rush of power, though exhilarating, had not shaken my focus. I knew I could not stop here. The divine spark within burned brighter with each step forward.
I turned my attention inward again and focused on the third orb a grey sphere, dull on the surface but shifting subtly, like fog concealing sothing beneath. The mont I reached toward it, I felt sothing different. Not resistance… but silence.
I channelled my divine energy carefully, steadily, just like before. But this ti, the sensation was… deeper. The grey orb accepted the energy not with warmth or resistance, but with a chilling stillness. And then, knowledge began to trickle into my mind not loud proclamations, but whispers.
Secrets.
This godhood wasn't just about knowing things it was about what was hidden.
Sches., whispers behind closed doors.
Ancient, forbidden knowledge is buried in ruins or sealed away in forbidden texts. It was the power of concealnt, of understanding the unknown and unknowable. I sensed abilities tied to political manipulation, lies that beco truth, and even the terrifying stillness of invisibility, where even gods might not see you coming.
But this is not just here, so disturbing images cross in mind, I saw the collision between planets, galaxies, the whole creation of the universe and the birth of…lord Kaos.
This is just beginning, what I began now is the taboo. The greatest sin of primordials
Soul trembling with unknown pressure, I quickly stop the taboo. I feel that the truth will cost death.
This is not just a secret but a keeper of taboo, that restricts the world from knowing.
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From nearby, Hestia watched with increasing fascination. Her expression grew thoughtful, almost guarded.
This ti, Hades' aura didn't flare outward like a fla or sharpen like a blade. Instead, it folded inward, veiling itself in layers of shadow and complexity. His divine presence was now harder to read like the ocean depth, it appears calm but most mysterious.
The air around Hades shimred faintly, a subtle distortion, as if the space itself bent away from prying eyes.
"His aura…is hiding itself."
Suddenly, Hades trembled from all his orifices, golden blood ichor flowing out.
"W-What!?"
Hestia starts panicking, this first ti she has seen soone who got hurt during awakening
After a mont had passed, everything cald down.
And with this grey orb, divinity of secret fuses with him. Hades beca a keeper of secrets and…taboo.
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With three orbs awakened, my divine presence had already begun to take form as a presence rooted in stone, shaped by magic, and cloaked in secrets. But I wasn't finished.
I turned inward once more, this ti locking onto the fourth orb a deep crimson, glowing faintly like a burning coal in pitch black.
As I reached for it, I felt sothing primal stir within .
The air around seed to grow heavier, colder. I could feel my heartbeat slow… and then quicken. A subtle pressure pressed against my chest not pain, but dread. Instinct scread at to stop, to retreat.
But I didn't.
I pushed forward and began channelling my divine energy into the red orb.
Imdiately, sothing changed not just inside , but in the space around .
—
Hestia, watching as always from across the cave, felt the shift instantly.
A shiver ran through her own flas. She watched with a mixture of awe, her heart began to race and deep unease. She unconsciously creates a staff and a battle stance.
Her divine instincts, honed through centuries of existence, responded as though a predator had entered the space. Her body tensed, her fla flickered uncertainly, and the cave around us seed to darken.
The very concept of safety was being challenged.
Deep inside, she began to see her brother as an object of fear. Fear sothing ominous, sothing forbidden, sothing that shouldn't interfere.
She looks at her shaking hands, then at ditating Hades. "Just, what did he awaken?"
Hestia stepped back, her lips slightly parted.
"This is… unlike the others," she whispered to herself, hands trembling. "This isn't just a godhood. It's a warning."
She watched the dark haze around him grow heavier, thicker yet controlled. Like a storm confined within a vessel.
And in that mont, a part of her saw not the child she had nurtured in the depths of Cronus but the future calamity that waits for the right ti to unleash.
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Back in ditation, I felt the red orb pull sothing out of not just power, but a mirror of my inner self. It wasn't about scaring others it was about understanding fear itself. This godhood was more than intimidation. It was the domain of phobia, awe and terror
Authority, drawn not from love but from dreaded respect.
And more importantly… the ability to control, inflict, or even suppress fear within others, and within myself.
I felt it start to ld with , the essence of dread fusing into .
With this, I beco the the god of fear.
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