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... ore of the divine realm, the god of wind, cloaked in emerald and silver, strode down the radiant halls toward the chief god’s chamber.
Every step echoed with defiance.
Servants and minor gods moved aside, casting wary glances. No one dared approach him, but everyone knew—he was walking straight into a storm.
Two towering divine guardians barred his path at the chamber’s gate.
"The chief god is not receiving any audience."
One said.
"I am not here t ...
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