A final tear of light slipped from his form, drifting weightlessly into the cosmos—a prayer, a farewell, a memory of a god who dared to hope one last time.
And the universe, once silent, now hummed with awakening destiny.
"Orion, the Great Hunter of the Void. You shall be the Tactician whose mind maps the infinite flow of the cosmos. Your relentless hunt is not merely survival, but the very calculation that keeps the universe in motion."
" Crux, your Purest Light and Sovereign Guide. Guide all celestial life with your radiance, but wield your authority as Punisher against those who violate the cosmic order. Let your judgment be wisdom, not zeal, before the act of crucifixion."
" Draco, you have primal strength. Be the Unbreakable Shield of the cosmos. Protect this nascent universe with the full measure of your vast, untamed power."
