Following the incredible battle between Johnny and Ogun, all the gods present were compelled to offer Johnny their respect. In a way, even Ogun acknowledged that the youth held significant potential.
« Hmph, I'm not surprised you illuminate all the gods present in this sanctuary—he is my disciple! » Plutus declared.
« Arrgh, you're starting to annoy me... I recognized his strength from the start; I just wanted to verify it personally! Nothing malicious, » Ogun retorted.
« I take back everything I've said up until now, little one. You have potential, » he added.
When Johnny heard Plutus's voice, barely standing on his legs, he broke into a smile of pure joy. Right after, he began to collapse onto his left side. He was not fully recovered from the wound the warrior god had inflicted. Plutus sensed this and materialized a clone of himself to catch Johnny in his fall.
« Don't worry, I am proud of you, » Plutus said with a broad smile. « You delivered. »
To reward him for making him proud, Plutus invoked one of his primordial techniques, a powerful blessing: « Physical strength, spiritual might, speed of light, legendary endurance, master's agility, invocation power, regeneration, and boundless vigor are granted to you from this moment forth. Let this be written and accomplished. » As Plutus finished this final decree, an scarlet-orange light engulfed Johnny. An inscription of everything he had spoken appeared in the air until Johnny finally awoke.
Plutus's words were fulfilled. Johnny began to take on a more imposing appearance. His hair gradually grew upwards. He donned an orange jacket with white gloves, a white, open-necked shirt beneath the unbuttoned jacket, the jacket sleeves rolled up, white trousers, a satchel, and the mark of the Scorpion. His energy transformed the sanctuary into a garden teeming with flowers stretching to the horizon.
A voice descended from the heavens: « Ploutos, you have finally claimed this name, and do you feel comfortable with this Roman appellation? » Plutus recognized the voice, as it belonged to someone close, someone who truly knew him. When he looked up at the sky, he saw a face far kinder than any other: that of his mother, his only friend.
« Of course. Only you could bring forth such a beautiful and pure place. »
🔱 The Essence of Ploutos/Plutus 🔱
Plutus is a Roman appellation; his true name is Ploutos. In Greek mythology, Ploutos was the God of Wealth, son of Demeter, Goddess of Agriculture, and Iasion, symbol of fertility. He personifies wealth, abundance, and prosperity. His mother, Demeter, is the most important figure alongside him, as her power over the harvests is directly linked to the wealth Ploutos represents. He rules the Sign of the Scorpion, a water sign associated with transformation, rebirth, psychic depths, power, money, and secrecy. Astrologically, Ploutos is linked to the planet Pluto.
* Pluto governs the sign of the Scorpion, connecting him to themes of deep transformation, rebirth, power, mystery, and regeneration.
* It touches upon the hidden shadows of the human soul and major societal changes.
* It is the planet of the depths, revealing what is buried to allow for a powerful evolution.
Although the Greek god of wealth is Ploutos, he also symbolizes destruction and rebirth, much like the God of the Underworld. Such is the identity of Plutus, formerly known as Ploutos.
« You remember, you used to despise that name, Plutus, and today you present yourself by it. You have truly become a man, my son. I am proud of you. » Demeter blessed her son one last time and vanished into the clouds. The moment was so moving that a single teardrop traced a path on Plutus's cheek, and he smiled. « Thank you, Mother, » he said, his joy reaching its peak.
When she disappeared, the sky darkened, and Plutus restored the sanctuary. Johnny, meanwhile, had become an elegant and mysterious man. He rarely smiled. One could feel the power Plutus had bestowed upon him.
Now that his avatar is ready for war, what will unfold?
Mammon, realizing that gathering the gods to his cause was becoming strenuous, decided to change his strategy. He chose to call upon his own disciples for assistance.
« If I cannot have the gods, then I will take all the spirits by my side! Wait for me, old fool! » Mammon declared.
Mammon's next encounter promises to be interesting. See you in the next chapter.