Everything I had learned, everything I knew said that this was impossible. Danu, Beleros, and Cyronax were in Sleep. And if they were here and active, then the strings of Fate for all life in our Universe were about to be snipped.
I hoped my shrine to the Sidhe Pantheon wasn't the impetus that sparked the final battle between Gods.
But their words vibrated with realism, a truth that was so profound it could not be ignored. Still, I questioned the impossible, until I finally broke and asked.
"How are you here?" I asked worriedly.
"And if you are awake and made manifest in this Universe, what about the local Gods and Pantheons, how will they respond to your presence?" I continued my fear and concern palpable.
Danu explained.
she continued.
Beleros said entering the conversation for the first ti. His voice was reminiscent of crackling fires and sumr breezes.
Beleros concluded.
Cyronax continued.
"Do you know what happens if I chose not to claim the planet?" I asked. Most people would have chosen to rule. But I knew I wouldn't be staying on Earth. I had grown more Sidhe than human, even in these few short weeks, and I wanted to return. There were oaths that bound , and people that I owed allegiance and duty towards.
Danu answered.
"There is no way to stop the process?" I asked. "To leave Earth as it was?"
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