Arthenaxking

Hey everyone, if you wanted to talk about ideas for the owl house story or just wanted to chat.
          	
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JorgeabrahamNechares

Hey Arthenaxking Something bad happened to my old account, I made a new account, my username for my new account is Beninfinity2007 

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Arthenaxking

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JorgeabrahamNechares

@ Arthenaxking I'll explain to you later.
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Arthenaxking

Hey everyone, if you wanted to talk about ideas for the owl house story or just wanted to chat.
          
          If you have a discord account. Just show me your username and I can send you a friend request.

Danzzz9

@Arthenaxking I don't have discord anymore
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Catcappincinohun

@face-2119s @Arthenaxking Hey I wanna to be apart of this I gonna leave foght to the author idea before *Orion struck final blow toward Adam, feel hand on his shoulder* ...: that enough dear boy *Orion look back at tall figure with four eyes* Orion: Who are you ...: *chuckle* I'm hurt from our last meeting. Orion: God, but... but your probation God: I had some help woth the fates and Sera convincing other to free my probation Adam: hi dad *nervous chuckle* God: your in so much trouble along with Sera. *Author add here Just coming up in spot* God: *snap his finger Sera and Adam in hotel uniform* as punishment you two shall help Charlie and Orion around the hotel along with my great grandchildren Sera and Adam: What *immediately got dog pile by Unicorns and Alicorn babies* God: How precious

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As Orion leaves the facility, determination etched into his every step, God remains seated, his expression shifting to one of deep contemplation. The room falls silent, save for the faint hum of the containment field surrounding him.  
          
          He leans back in his chair, fingers steepled under his chin, his eyes glowing faintly with thought.  
          
          God (to himself):  
          "Let’s see if I can arrange something. The other gods may still hold their grudges, but even they know when a balance has been tipped too far. If I can appeal to their sense of duty—or their pride—perhaps I can end this probation."  
          
          A faint smile plays at the corner of his lips as he considers the pieces on the cosmic chessboard.  
          
          God:  
          "I hope to stop Adam from getting himself killed, he gonna get earful from me a long overdue chat father and son. Now the least I can do is remind them all why we were gods in the first place."  
          
          The faint glow of his eyes intensifies for a moment before dimming again, and the scene fades to quiet stillness, the wheels of divine intervention now set in motion.

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God:  
          "The first step is understanding your enemies. Heaven’s system isn’t just broken—it’s afraid. Afraid of change, afraid of losing control. If you want to stop the exterminations, you’ll need to address that fear."  
          
          Orion nods slowly, determination building in his chest.  
          
          Orion: 
          "I’ll find them. I’ll build a coalition, and I’ll show Heaven and the gods that there’s another way."  
          
          God leans back, his expression softening.  
          
          God:  
          "I believe in you, Orion. You’ve already done the impossible by coming this far. Now, go further. And remember, even when I can’t stand by your side, I’ll be watching. You’ve got my eyes, after all. You have my permission to revive the sinners that been wrong by exorcist. "  
          
          As Orion leaves the facility, the fire in his soul burns brighter than ever. With guidance from the very being who once ruled Heaven, he knows the path ahead will be grueling, but he’s ready to take the fight to those who would destroy everything he holds dear.

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God:  
          "I'd love to help. Truly, I would. But as you said, I’m on probation. My power is limited, and my authority is nonexistent. I can’t even manifest my true form, let alone intervene on a cosmic scale."  
          
          Orion:  
          "But you still have a fraction of your power. You have knowledge. Can’t you arrange something?"  
          
          God leans forward, his eyes locking with Orion’s.  
          
          God:  
          "You’re right. While I can’t directly intervene, I can guide you. The Infinity Stones you wield make you a force beyond even most gods. But raw power isn’t enough. The system you’re fighting wasn’t built in a day, and it won’t be undone in one either. I can show you what’s missing."  
          
          Orion:  
          "What’s missing?"  
          
          God:  
          "Faith. Not in me, not in Heaven, but in the mortals and sinners you're trying to save. Redemption doesn’t come from wiping out evil or enforcing morality through strength. It comes from showing others the path and letting them choose it for themselves."  
          
          Orion clenches his fists, frustration evident.  
          
          Orion:  
          "And if they don’t choose it? What then? Let the exterminations continue? Let the cycle of destruction go on?"  
          
          God:  
          "No, Orion. You stand as their shield. You’ve already proven you’ll protect those who can’t protect themselves. But you also have to give them hope. Let them see what a redeemed soul looks like. Let them see you not just as a protector but as a guide."  
          
          Orion exhales slowly, his anger giving way to contemplation.  
          
          Orion:
          "So, you can’t fight with me, but you can help me show them a way forward. Fine. What’s the first step?"  
          
          God smiles, a glimmer of his old power shining through.  
          
          

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As Orion enters the secure facility where God, also known as Yahweh or Allah to countless believers, is being held, he feels the weight of the moment. The room is stark, sterile, and heavily guarded with technology that even the Infinity Stones find curious.  
          
          Behind the reinforced glass sits a man, seemingly ordinary yet radiating an indescribable presence. His eyes glow faintly, holding an infinite depth that speaks of eons of wisdom, sorrow, and power now suppressed.  
          
          God looks up, a faint, knowing smile on his face.  
          
          God:  
          "So, you're here because of the exterminations. You want my help to stop them, right?"  
          
          Orion freezes. He hadn’t spoken a word yet.  
          
          Orion:  
          "You know about that?"  
          
          God: 
          "I have a contact in Heaven. She keeps tabs on everything that happens there."  
          
          Orion: 
          "Sera?"  
          
          God:  
          "No. The Holy Spirit. She's more of a presence than a being, a guiding force rather than something tangible. You wouldn't have met her yet. She's... elusive. But she informs me of everything. Plus, I bestowed my eyes upon you—though I imagine you’ve already started noticing that."  
          
          Orion tilts his head slightly, recalling the moments he felt a sudden clarity, as if seeing the world not through his own eyes but through a divine lens.  
          
          Orion:  
          "I didn’t realize that was from you. Thank you."  
          
          God:  
          "You're welcome, son. But let’s cut to the chase. What is it you’re hoping I can do for you?"  
          
          Orion takes a deep breath, the enormity of his request settling on his shoulders.  
          
          Orion:  
          "I know you’re on probation, that you’ve been stripped of your godhood. But you still have infinite knowledge, wisdom, maybe even some of your power. I need your help to stop the exterminations. Heaven’s system is broken, and the gods running the show aren’t listening to reason."  
          
          God leans back in his chair, his expression a mixture of amusement and sadness.