Time passed.
Not rushed.
Not forced.
Just… allowed.Years moved like quiet pages turning.
Cities grew beneath stable skies.
Stars held their paths without correction.
Reality no longer trembled at Kael's presence it trusted it.
Kael Veyris remained.
Not distant.
Not weakened.
Not fading.
Godhood was not something he abandoned.
It was something he carried correctly.I did not leave the throne.
I simply stopped needing to sit on it.
Power unused is not power lost.
It is power mastered.His friends matured.
They no longer asked how to manipulate reality
only when it was necessary.
They acted without breaking the world.
They changed things without tearing meaning apart.
That alone proved Kael's success.
From beyond layers of existence, watchers still observed.
They waited for decay.
For weakness.
For absence.
None came.
Kael Veyris stood exactly where he always had
At the center.
Silent.
Present.
Unchallenged.