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In the vast cycle of destruction and creation across the omniverse, a wandering soul is fused with a cosmic treasure—granting it eternal reincarnation. Each life is a clean slate, yet echoes of past existences whisper in the depths of its soul.

This time, the soul awakens as Hephaestus, the crippled god of fire and forge. But he refuses to be bound by fate. Through deep meditation, he unlocks the forgotten power of Nirvana, sacrificing his fire divinity to be reborn anew—stronger, unshackled, and more than just a smith of Olympus.

Now, Hephaestus seeks the finest materials hidden across the world, forging legendary weapons and artifacts beyond the gods' comprehension. With each strike of his hammer, a new legend will be born.

Greek Mythology : Hephaestus, He who abandoned fire for craft.

Before mortals walked the earth, before heroes and kings waged wars, Hephaestus forged. Not for gods, nor titans, but for those yet to come—figures glimpsed in the ripples of fate, warriors whose names had not yet been spoken.

Though they did not exist yet, their weapons would.

And so, deep within his forge, hidden beyond time, Hephaestus began to shape the future.

1. The Lance of Phlegethon – The Spear of the Undying Flame

At the edges of the underworld, the Phlegethon, the river of fire, burned without end. Unlike mortal flames, which consumed and faded, these fires could never die.

Hephaestus reached into the river's molten current, feeling its wrath lick at his divine flesh. He withdrew a single, smoldering ember—the pure essence of eternal fire.

Returning to his forge, he cast the ember into molten bronze, binding the flame to the very metal. With each hammer strike, the bronze glowed like a dying sun, twisting and folding into a spear wreathed in unquenchable flame.

For its shaft, he used ash wood blackened by the fires of the World Tree, a remnant of a time when its roots brushed against the underworld.

As he gazed upon the finished weapon, he whispered:

"To the one who shall defy death itself, this spear shall guide your hand. The fire of Phlegethon will burn your enemies and light your path to the underworld and beyond."

Satisfied, he sealed it away within the Gate of Hephaestus, waiting for the warrior fated to wield it.

2. The Aegis – The Shield of Divine Wrath

One day, the skies trembled. A presence older than Zeus called out—not with words, but with thunderous authority.

A hide, thick and unyielding, lay beneath a sacred mountain. Scarred by age, it was once part of a great beast—the remains of a giant dragon-like monster capable to destroying mountains with just it's steps.

Hephaestus fused the hide with orichalcum, the metal of the heavens. Layer by layer, he shaped it into a shield—not just for defense, but as a weapon in its own right.

Upon its surface, he inscribed runes of divine fury, allowing the shield to radiate the terror of the gods.

"Let this shield not only defend, but strike fear into those who oppose its wielder," he declared.

The air trembled as the Aegis was sealed within his arsenal, waiting for the day it would find a master.

3. The Bow of Pythia – The Bow of Prophecy

In the ruins of an ancient battlefield, Hephaestus found the spine of a fallen dragon—a beast slain by fate itself.

Its body had long turned to dust, but from its remains, a single string had endured—unyielding, unbroken.

He sought wood worthy to match it. Traveling to Dodona, he cut a branch from the Sacred Oak, the tree that whispered prophecies to the wind.

Binding the dragon's string to the bow, he spoke an enchantment:

"May the one who wields this bow never miss their mark, guided by the whispers of fate itself."

And so, the Bow of Pythia was born—a weapon forever tied to destiny.

It vanished into the Gate of Hephaestus, awaiting an archer worthy of prophecy.

With every weapon he forged, the world shifted.

Hades heard whispers of warriors yet to come.

The gods watched, but Hephaestus continued to forge, knowing that his weapons would shape the future.

The Weapons of Fate