Awakening (4)

Magnus fell silent, the question echoing in the quiet space. What did he truly want power for? Yes, he yearned to stand at the apex, to control his destiny, not be controlled by it.

Deep within him, a primal urge resonated, the same thirst for power that drove every ambitious soul. He craved control, dominance, the freedom to shape his own world. To be above all, unchallenged, untouchable.

He wrestled with these thoughts for a moment before answering. "To be above all of heaven and earth," he declared, a steely determination hardening his gaze. "To be so powerful that no one would dare even think of challenging me."

Then, a flicker of anger ignited in his eyes. "Most importantly," he added, his voice laced with venom, "to kill the gods. All of them."

A deep, booming laughter erupted, echoing through the space like a clap of thunder.