And on this battlefield, the first to enter a divine form was Hera.
Her body began to glow—but unlike the old and new gods who transformed drastically upon entering their divine forms, Hera's appearance remained the same… and yet, not at all.
Everything about her had been elevated to an immeasurable degree.
Her features, her figure, her very presence became unnaturally perfect—the embodiment of a woman itself.
Feminine, proud, and regal, she carried herself like a true queen.
Her face, already among the most beautiful of all goddesses—perhaps the most beautiful—had ascended beyond mortal, no, immortal comprehension.
Upon her head rested a laurel crown, glowing majestically in radiant gold.
Her garments had turned pure white, shining softly, trimmed with royal purple that flowed like divine authority woven into cloth.
All deities—both allies and enemies alike—froze.
They stared.
Because without question, at that moment, Hera was the most beautiful goddess in existence.
She had become the embodiment of womanhood itself—power, beauty, figure, authority, charm and pride unified.
Slowly, Hera opened her eyes.
Royal purple light poured from them, ominous and absolute.
She stepped forward.
The battlefield stood still.
It did not matter who they were—lesser gods, minor gods, or even major gods.
None could tear their eyes away from her.
She was too beautiful.
Too commanding.
Too… overwhelming alluring.
Even Pallas himself could not help but stare.
The Titan of Warcraft gazed upon her—not as an enemy, but with visible lust as he gazed upon the living representation of womanhood beauty at its peak.
Hera smiled.
'It's finally time,'
she thought.
She was the goddess of women, marriage, motherhood, and the heavens—but she had only achieved a divine form for one domain.
The Woman Domain.
It was the domain that fascinated her most, after a certain idiot(Aetherion) planted an idea in her mind.
She remembered his words clearly:
"If you are the goddess of women, shouldn't you be able to do everything a woman can do—no matter who she is? Even divine?"
That thought changed everything.
From that moment on, Hera devoted herself to exploring this domain.
Though she was capable in her other domains—and even close to forming divine forms for them—the Woman Domain captivated her completely and was what she was most focused on.
Since the day she had been saved and brought to the island, she trained relentlessly.
And what she discovered shocked everyone.
Her domain was not merely powerful—it was terrifying.
In her divine form, Hera became a jack of all trades… a master of all.
Her domain functioned by three laws:
If a woman was her subordinate, Hera could use that woman's power.
If a woman was her companion, and they trusted each other, Hera could use that woman's power as well.
And if Hera defeated a woman in combat, she could wield that woman's domain freely—as if it were her own.
When the others on the island learned this, they were stunned.
Hera alone possessed such a domain.
At first, she herself had doubted it.
Compared to her other domains, it seemed unremarkable.
Only the Heaven Domain had truly impressed her then.
But time taught her otherwise.
No domain was weak—only misunderstood.
And now, in her divine form, Hera wielded every power she had earned: from subordinates, companions, and defeated foes alike.
She was not limited like others.
She was versatile and could use multiple domain freely.
She raised her hand.
A sword materialized within her grasp, blazing with golden light.
For the first time, Hera looked upon the enemy with fire in her eyes.
She smiled—not gently, but pridefully.
A smile that made both men and women below her tremble, entranced once more.
'This is what I trained for.'
"I think it's finally time to use it," Hera murmured.
She had trained with Themis for a long time.
Because they trusted one another—because they were companions—Hera could wield Themis's domain.
She had refined it under Themis's guidance, mastering it further than ever before.
Raising her sword, Hera let its golden radiance flood the battlefield.
She glanced back and caught Aetherion staring at her, eyes wide—not in shock like the others, but with recognition.
As he had seen this form before, no multiple times.
She smiled at him.
"Watch closely," she said, her voice confident, proud. "I'm going to show you what I can do."
Aetherion smiled in return.
"Then do it,"
he replied simply.
Hera turned back to the enemy.
No more restraint.
She lifted her sword and spoke, her voice carrying absolute authority:
[Woman Domain: Law and Order. Hear my call. By my authority, I declare—
from this moment onward, all my enemies are forbidden from using divinity.]
As those final words were uttered by Hera herself, every enemy felt a sudden shift in the air.
Golden light washed over them, descending like a blessing—
And yet, it was not a blessing.
It was a curse.
No—an order.
A law.
An absolute one.
The lesser deities felt it immediately.
Their connection to divine energy vanished entirely, as if it had been severed at the source.
Panic spread through their ranks as they realized they could no longer access the power that defined their very existence.
The minor gods fared little better.
They could still sense their divinity, but controlling it became unbearably difficult—chaotic, unstable, and sluggish.
Even reinforcing their bodies with divine energy became a struggle.
As for the major gods, the effect was weaker—but not negligible.
Their divine energy remained, yet its flow was disrupted, control dulled just enough to be deeply unsettling.
Fear crept into every face.
Divinity was what made them strong.
What made them mighty.
What commanded respect and authority.
And now, the goddess before them had taken it away.
Especially for the lesser gods, whose terror was absolute.
The minor gods trembled as well, struggling to even enhance their own bodies.
Some tried desperately to adapt.
Several major gods surged toward Hera in defiance.
But she merely looked down upon them with a scornful smile.
Then she spoke again.
Another command.
Another law.
[Woman Domain: Law and Order. No enemy of mine shall be favored by gravity.]
The words were whispered into the wind, carried across the parallel domain.
And instantly—
Bodies collapsed.
Enemies fell to their knees, crushed by unseen force, unable to stand, unable to resist.
The battlefield was silent once more.
Hera stood above them all—unchaken, absolute.
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