Odin arrived quietly.
No fanfare.
No power flexing.
Just a god curious about the foundation beneath the Canopy.
Kael Veyris stood among the Roots.
Calm. Unmoved. Watching reality breathe.
Odin stepped forward.
Root… do our stories matter.
Kael tilted his head.
They matter because they are experienced, not eternal.
Odin blinked.
I see now. Perspective is… heavier than power.
Nyx floated beside Kael, smirking.
He's very good at those lessons she whispered.
The god nodded slowly, understanding.
Then returned to Olympus, changed.
And far below,
Kael Veyris remained.
Silent.
Patient.
Unchallenged.
The Universe Tree rustled softly, approving.