The Shrouding (Gods AU)
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The survivors-the twenty percent who remained-were not spared as an act of mercy. They were the threads still holding the gods together, the last tenuous connections to their purpose. Without humans, the gods would begin to fade. Not immediately, but surely.
And worse still, humanity had left something behind. Their endless curiosity, their hunger for power, their refusal to submit-it had given form to something the gods couldn't control.
The voids where humanity had once thrived began to fill with Echoes-fragments of human will, unbound by flesh. The Echoes did not mourn or fear; they hungered. They fed on what remained of the gods' powers, growing more potent, more coherent, and more dangerous with every passing moment.
The gods now face an impossible truth: the very act of erasing humanity has set into motion their own undoing. To restore balance, they must find a way to stop the Echoes. But to do that, they must confront the last remnants of humanity-both the survivors and the terrible truths they left behind.
Humanity was flawed. Dangerous. Destructive. But the gods now realize that without them, the universe itself cannot survive. And the longer the gods hesitate, the more the Echoes grow, becoming not just a
reflection of humanity's defiance but something far worse.
Not a mirror. Not revenge. A replacement
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