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Forty days passed.
The endless rain that had turned the whole world into an ocean finally began to calm down. The dark, heavy clouds started to break apart, letting sunlight shine through like golden spears. The floodwater slowly began sinking back into the earth, returning to the deep places it came from.
The world was quiet now—no more roaring waves, no more screams. Slowly, mountain peaks began to rise out of the water, like giants waking up after a long sleep.
But one thing still floated above the water—Noah's Ark. The huge ship, built with his own hands, drifted gently until it touched solid ground near a mountain chosen by the Creator Himself.
Inside, Noah sat by the window, looking out with calm eyes. His heart was steady. He had seen the Creator's judgment with his own eyes—the destruction, the power, the unshakable will of heaven. Around him, the animals—lions, deer, birds, and beasts—rested inside their dens within the Ark. His three sons worked to take care of them, while his wife cooked food with the other women who had believed in him.
Noah felt relief. Finally, the corruption and arrogance of the old world were gone. A new chapter was about to begin.
Then, suddenly, the Ark stopped moving.
He felt it.
It had landed.
Noah stood, walked to the great door, and saw it opening. That was the sign—the flood was over.
The animals were the first to step out. Birds spread their wings and soared into the open sky, crying out in joy. Deer leapt into the green grass. Even the great cats of that era—lions, tigers, haemurra, rhaemion, and dyrion—ran and played together like harmless cubs. The land felt safe; there was no scent of danger, no tension.
Then came the people—the ones who had stood by Noah when the rest of the world mocked him. Tears filled their eyes as they saw the world, cleansed of the filth and pride of the past.
Noah stepped forward and spoke clearly, his voice carrying over the wind:
"It's over. Now… we begin again."
Cheers broke out. His three sons stood beside him, his wife smiling proudly at his side. It was a moment of pure victory and peace.
But far away… in another dimension entirely… a different gathering was taking place.
In the endless dimension,
darkness stretched far and wide, with galaxies swirling all around. This place was known as the Gap—the bridge that connected every pantheon of the world to Earth and beyond.
The galactic sky above shimmered softly, as if something ancient was about to awaken. Slowly, glowing seeds began to appear, each one representing a pantheon. One by one, the so-called gods of these pantheons started arriving.
First came the Greek Pantheon.
From the shimmering void stepped Uranus, Gaea, Nyx, Erebus, and primordial beings like Themis. Every step they took made flowers bloom from the ground beneath their feet. Their presence was heavy—divine—but also calm, like beings who had seen the birth and death of countless worlds. They walked to their places in the great council.
Then, from the far north—an area covered in eternal ice—the air split open. Cold winds roared as Odin entered, one eye sharp as a blade, holding his mighty spear, Gungnir. Behind him walked Frigg, his newly wedded wife. Beside them was a young Thor, still a child but already full of raw power. He carried a wooden hammer—not Mjölnir, but a training weapon strong enough to shatter very small mountain. Lightning occasionally flickered around it, responding to his excitement. They took their seats, Odin's gaze scanning the others with a warrior's caution.
Then the air grew still. A warm golden light flooded the Gap as the Hindu (Sanatan) Pantheon arrived. Vishnu appeared first, his expression calm but his aura slightly dim, as though he had spent great energy before arriving.
Because he was guiding the Seven Sages and King Manu in his fish avatar, he wanted to rebuild humanity in his own land, under his own pantheon.
But what he didn't realize was… the divinity and faith energy he had collected over millions of years had been stripped away in just Forty Days—like it was nothing.
It shook him. He knew he must have crossed the line Brahman had warned about.
And it made sense… the pantheons had started interacting too much with humans, mingling with them, even having children with them. In a way, they had corrupted humanity.
Vishnu walked toward the area belonging to his pantheon. His side of the meeting hall had a forest-like theme, with tall trees and sacred seats carved into roots.
Behind him came Shiva, carrying his threshold weapon. His three eyes were there, but the one on his forehead was closed. A crescent moon rested in his hair, his locks still wet, and his skin glowed a deep blue—just like Vishnu's.
Shiva looked at Vishnu and sighed.
(If it wasn't for that Sudarshan Chakra…) he thought. (Vishnu would've been out of the game for thousands of years.)
He knew Vishnu had secretly taken some of his own divinity—some of his faith energy—and sealed it inside the Sudarshan Chakra as an emergency supply. Shiva just followed him toward the forest side for the meeting.
Then came Brahma. He didn't say a word, but his eyes were sharp, scanning everything. His main focus was on the Greek Pantheon. He already knew how reckless they were. With his power to glimpse into the future, what he saw disgusted him—even as a creator.
He had the power of civilization itself, yet what he saw from the Greeks made him want to spit. Especially Uranus… what he would do to his own children, and the curse that would burn through him—it was revolting. Brahma sighed and followed Shiva toward his section.
Two new figures entered next—Izanagi and Izanami. People recognized them instantly. They were fresh gods of that era, formed through human faith in a land that, in the far future, would be called Japan. They called their group the Shinto Pantheon—though for now, they were the only two members.
Finally, the last pantheon to arrive—the Egyptian Pantheon. Ra entered first, glowing like the sun itself. His proud gaze carried a hint of caution… and fear.
He had seen the Creator—the Chaos, the Almighty, the Beginning—and felt the weight of that presence. Ra was the only one from his pantheon who came; the rest were busy dealing with the chaos left by the great flood.
He walked to his side of the hall—a vast desert-like section—and sat down in silence.
These were the only pantheons who survived the flood.
All others… were gone.
Note:- Hey guys, you might be wondering why there's no "curse" scene here like the one written in the Bible. You know, the story where Noah eats some fruit after coming out of his boat, loses consciousness, and when he wakes up, he's partly naked. Then, his son—described as dark-skinned—covers him, but Noah still curses him.
Well, in this version, that's not there because it doesn't make sense. Here, Noah has skills and full knowledge about what to eat and what not to eat. So why would he curse his own child for something like that? This is a different take, okay? Remember—this is fiction, not the original .