The hum of the plain still lingered as Zeus drew his hand back from Ouranos's face. The storm inside him raged, louder than it had ever been, but his expression stayed unreadable. Gaia's tired smile followed him as he straightened, lightning faintly snapping around his shoulders.
Then, it happened.
The air before his eyes rippled, as though the fabric of the world had been pierced. Text burned into the void, glowing blue-white, not seen by Gaia, not felt by the earth. Only Zeus.
[Name: Zeus]
[Title: Stormborne King, Son of Fate, Sky Incarnate]
[Divine Tier: 7 → 10 (Primordial Class)]
[Faith Level: Expanding → Ascendant – Recognized in all realms touched by storm]
[Divine Power: 768/1000 → 19,800/∞]
His breath slowed. The numbers were not mortal, not Olympian. They were something else. He didn't move, didn't let Gaia see, but his storm surged in his veins, fighting to break free.
The next line appeared.
Skills Updated
