They came together.
Not one god.
Not ten.
But the God of Collective Faith a being formed from the belief, fear, prayers, and wills of all realms combined.
As long as beings believed gods could win
This god could not lose.
The heavens declared:
Erevan must fall.
Faith became chains.
Belief became blades.
Reality itself turned hostile.
Erevan was crushed.
His Origin Realm cracked.
His presence flickered.
His body shattered halfway.
For a moment.
He almost ceased.
He coughed barely standing.
So this is what everyone believes.
His Forced Adaptation activated.
Belief stopped working on him.
Faith could no longer define him.
Prayer could no longer bind him.
Consensus could no longer judge him.
Erevan straightened.
You lose… because you depend on others.
He reached out.
Not attacking.
Denying belief itself.
The God of Collective Faith collapsed as worship lost meaning.
Its form unraveled.
Its existence faded into irrelevance.
The god fell.
Faith Nullification
Any power based on belief worship, fear, reputation, or recognition cannot affect Erevan.
He exists independent of all minds.
Erevan stood alone again.
Barely intact.
Still breathing.
Still standing.
I really need a break.
Far beyond all realms
Something older than belief noticed him.
And smiled.