Conspiracy of Gods…

The Conspiracy of the Gods

In the vast expanse of the Astral Palace, the home of the Space God, a subtle darkness filled the hall. The translucent, starry dome above shimmered faintly, reflecting the tension brewing within. The Space God, draped in robes that glowed with the constellations, sat at the head of a long, celestial table. Beside him, his wife, an ethereal beauty with eyes that sparkled like twin galaxies, leaned forward with an eager yet cautious expression.

"I can't believe you're dragging me into this," the Fire God grumbled, his flaming hair flickering irritably as he settled into one of the seats. "You're asking me to go against the War God? Do you have any idea how dangerous this is?"

The Space God smirked, pouring a shimmering golden wine into a glass. "Dangerous, yes. But necessary. The War God is too close to ascending to the position of an Old God. If he succeeds, he'll overshadow all of us for another century, maybe more."