A stunned silence fell over the celestial throne hall.
For a moment, no one moved. No one breathed. Not a single deity, not a single guard, not even the wind dared to stir.
Every deity, every divine being—those who had lived through centuries, who had seen wars and creation, who had themselves wielded terrifying powers—froze where they stood.
All eyes were locked on the divine figure kneeling at the center, radiating an overwhelming pressure that made it hard to breathe. The air itself seemed to grow heavier under the sheer force of his presence.
Even the ever-arrogant Isis trembled slightly, her expression flickering with disbelief.
The light whispers ruffled through the throne hall.
"It's him…""The God of War…"
"He's returned…"
