As the mortals thrived, the gods licked their wounds. Some had accepted their defeat, choosing to withdraw into the realms they ruled. But others, like Lazrael, could not let go of their ambitions.
Icaris, the god of deception, had always walked in the shadows of the pantheon. Unlike Lazrael, he did not rely on brute strength. He used his mind, his cunning, and his ability to manipulate those around him. And now, he saw an opportunity.
"I see you still simmer with rage, old friend," Icaris said, materializing next to Lazrael, who sat alone on the edge of a shattered moon.
Lazrael barely looked at him. "You mock me, Icaris?"
"Mock you?" Icaris chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement. "No, no, my dear warrior. I come to offer you a proposition."
Lazrael frowned. "A proposition?"
"Yes. You see, while you were throwing your power at the Mothers like a battering ram, I've been thinking... If brute force doesn't work, perhaps there are other ways to challenge them."
Lazrael's interest piqued. "What do you suggest?"
Icaris's grin was sharp and full of malice. "The Mothers may be untouchable, but the children... the mortals... they are not. And it is through them that we can find a weakness."
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The Mothers Of All Cosmos
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