(The survivors struggle to understand the impossible—Seth's name, erased from history, has returned. Meanwhile, the gods react in terror, realizing that something beyond their control is happening.)
⚠ Content Warning:
This chapter contains existential horror, divine paranoia, survivor's guilt, and the creeping sense of something unnatural shifting in the universe. Reader discretion is advised.
Scene 1: The Silence After the Storm
📜 SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT: ⚠ Reality Disruption Detected. ⚠ An Erased Entity's Name Has Resurfaced. ⚠ This Should Not Be Possible.
The battlefield was still.
The fighting had stopped.
The gods had not moved.
The survivors stood frozen, hearts pounding, breath shallow.
Because they had all heard it.
A name.
A name that should have been lost forever.
A name that had been ripped from history, burned from the threads of fate.
Seth Valerian.
Scene 2: The Survivors Do Not Believe It
Cassius staggered, his sword still clutched in a trembling grip.
His breath was ragged, his thoughts racing.
No. No, that's impossible.
His brother was gone.
He had seen him die.
He had felt the emptiness left behind.
His name should not exist anymore.
Yet, it had echoed across the battlefield.
As clear as a heartbeat.
Elyria fell to her knees, her eyes wide, lips trembling.
"It can't be…"
She clutched at her chest, gasping, as if something inside her had shifted.
Something she had once believed lost forever.
Hope.
"Cassius… did you hear it?"
Cassius could not answer.
Because he did not want to believe it.
Because if he let himself believe it—
Then the grief he had buried would consume him.
Scene 3: The Gods React in Terror
📜 SYSTEM WARNING: ⚠ Erased Entity Signature Appearing in Multiple Realms. ⚠ Divine Emergency Response Required.
Far above, beyond mortal comprehension, the gods stared at each other in horror.
Their once-perfect dominion was fracturing.
For centuries, they had thought themselves absolute.
For centuries, they had erased, rewritten, and reshaped history to their will.
But now—
A name they had buried in oblivion was being spoken again.
One god—**a being of golden flames and infinite wisdom—**turned to his kin, his voice shaking.
"This should not be happening."
Another, a goddess of endless time and prophecy, clenched her fists.
"He is gone." "He is erased." "We made certain of it."
But then, an elder god—one who had been there when Seth Valerian was executed—spoke with a voice of dread.
"If he is truly gone…" "Then why does the world still whisper his name?"
Scene 4: The Forgotten Remember
📜 SYSTEM ALERT: ⚠ Survivors' Emotional Response Exceeding Predictions. ⚠ New Fate Threads Forming.
Cassius dropped to his knees, gripping the dirt beneath him.
He had spent years trying to hold onto Seth's memory.
But the gods had ripped it away.
And yet—
Here it was.
Stronger than before.
Like the world itself refused to forget.
Elyria's breath hitched.
She reached forward, placing her hand on Cassius's shoulder.
Her voice was shaking, yet certain.
"We were right."
Cassius turned, his throat tightening.
Elyria's eyes, once drowned in grief, now held something terrifying.
Conviction.
"Seth is not gone."
"Something is bringing him back."
Scene 5: The Gods Attempt to Suppress the Truth
📜 SYSTEM EMERGENCY RESPONSE: ⚠ Divine Memory Suppression Protocol Initiated. ⚠ Erased Name Detected in Mortal Realm. ⚠ Deploying Containment Measures.
The gods moved fast.
They knew what had to be done.
"We have to stop this before it spreads."
"If the mortals truly believe he still exists…"
"Then it will become real."
Because that was how history worked.
Not through truth.
But through belief.
If enough people spoke Seth's name…
If enough people remembered him…
Then the erasure would fail.
And he would return.
"Erase them."
"All of them."
"Kill every survivor before they can spread the truth."
And with those words, the next purge began.
Scene 6: The Survivors Prepare for a War They Cannot Win
📜 SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT: ⚠ Divine Strike Teams Deploying to Exterminate Remaining Rebels. ⚠ No Escape Routes Available.
Cassius felt the shift in the air.
The gods were coming.
Elyria gritted her teeth, her hands glowing with ancient power.
The warriors behind them, bloodied and broken, stood up once more.
"We don't have a choice," Cassius growled.
"They're coming to erase us all."
"Then we fight." Elyria whispered.
"We fight until the last of us falls."
And as the heavens tore apart, divine warriors descending once more—
The survivors of Eldorath raised their weapons.
And for the first time in history, mortals declared war against the gods.
📜 SYSTEM ALERT: ⚠ The War Is No Longer One-Sided. ⚠ A Forgotten Name Cannot Be Erased. ⚠ The Pantheon Has Lost Control.
End of Chapter 7: The Name That Should Not Be Spoken
📜 Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and settings are purely imaginary. This novel contains dark themes meant to enhance the story and character development. Reader discretion is advised.