The days passed slowly.
No crises. No endings. No stories pushing us.
Just practice, patience, and presence.I realized teaching was harder than fighting.
Power comes naturally. Control comes automatically.
Patience does not.
I looked at them Nyx, Selene, Aethern and decided they didn't need grand lessons.
Small steps. Real steps.I asked Nyx to stand in a shifting field a place where the ground moved unpredictably.
"Feel it I instructed.
Don't fight it Accept it.
Her body trembled, then steadied.
I I can handle it she whispered.
Yes I said.
You can anchor yourself even if the world moves Selene always saw too much too many branching possibilities.
I guided her to focus on just one.
She blinked, then smiled.
Everything feels lighter.
Good I said.
Sometimes, one path is all you need to walk Aethern's roots stretched endlessly stabilizing everything around.
I taught them to hold back, intervening only when truly necessary.
They feel smaller now Aethern said.
Yes I replied.
But they're stronger for it We rested together as the sun set.
No threats.
No stories pushing us.
No power contests.
Just peace.
For the first time in an eternity, everyone including me could simply exist.