Paul_Okito

"When the sky weeps and the stars vanish, the child of two bloods shall rise. And with his choice, the world shall either fall... or be reborn."

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The heavens trembled as gods waged war, shattering the balance of the world below. With Olympia in chaos, the orcs seized their chance, rising against elves, humans, and dwarves in a brutal conquest.

Amid the divine struggle, Ragon—son of Zeus and an Olympian god—found himself betrayed. Unable to overthrow Zeus, the gods turned their wrath on his demigod son, striking him down before he could ascend to true godhood. But death was not the end.

His spirit, on the brink of divinity wandered the mortal realm until it found an unlikely vessel—a slain noble child whose adopted father, an Elven overlord, had infused his body with forbidden magic, granting him  unnatural longevity. Seizing the opportunity, Ragon took over the child's body, determined to reclaim his power, defy fate, and carve his own path among gods and mortals alike.

The Noble Blood

The old priest laughed, his voice echoing through the church. "I am Helior, former God of Sacred Light and Keeper of Divine Truth in Olympus—well, before Zeus decided I was becoming too... influential among the lesser gods."

Ragon watched as the priest's golden scepter created a bright light with each word he uttered, casting shifting shadows across the church walls. "And I'm supposed to believe that?"

"Really... Father is not one to be jealous? It's impossible for him to send anyone out without good reasons," Ragon contemplated silently, wrestling with his own doubts.

Helior noticed the confusion in Ragon's eyes and offered a knowing smile.

"I never thought I would see a human face again. You must be really strong mentally to bridge the gap between the mortal realm and the land of the forgotten gods."

Land Of The Forgotten Gods