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Synopsis:
For Leo, it was supposed to be just another day on Earth. Instead, he found himself ripped from his reality and thrown into the world of Thera. His new life began with a terrifying revelation: he had become Aureon, a god of the sun, whose very name was a curse upon the land.
In Thera, to worship the sun is heresy, and to be the Sun God is a death sentence. Hunted, hated, and powerless, Leo's divine inheritance is nothing but a burden.
But his connection to Earth was not severed. He discovers he can cross the veil between worlds, returning to the home that no longer fully knows him, and escaping the world that wants to kill him. This unique gift becomes his greatest weapon.
In the quiet moments on Earth, he delves into the myths that shaped his own world. In the brutal lands of Thera, he unleashes them. A new god is born from the ashes of the old—one armed with the might of Zeus, the wisdom of Odin, and the fury of forgotten legends. The myths of our world are about to become Thera's new reality.

A Sun of Two Worlds

The air in the ruined library crackled, saturated with the raw, conflicting energies of two warring gods. Amon-Et's avatar, a being of incandescent fury, radiated a holy light so intense it bleached the color from the surrounding rubble. Opposite him, the creeping madness of Oghma Scyre seeped from the very stones, the laws of physics bending and warping in its presence. And between them stood Leo.

"You," Amon-Et's voice was the sound of a star collapsing, a focused point of infinite rage. "Heretic. You have stolen the sanctity of the Sun, and for that, you will be unmade."

"He seeks more than the Sun," the whispers of Oghma Scyre echoed from every direction at once, a chorus of insidious truths and maddening paradoxes. "He seeks Knowledge. He seeks Fate. He seeks the throne of Creation itself. He is a thief, just like you, Lord of Dawn. He is a rival to us all."

The momentary truce was over. The two gods, recognizing Leo as a common, and perhaps greater, threat, turned their attention to him. Folgreis, the lone surviving champion of the Dawn, gripped his greatsword, his face a grim mask of determination, ready to fight and die for his god.

Leo felt a pressure unlike anything he had ever experienced. It was not just divine power, but the weight of two fundamentally opposed cosmic forces attempting to crush him in the middle. The air grew thick, space itself warping around him. The Eye of Horus in his own eye throbbed, feeding him a stream of impossible data—vectors of probability, intersecting realities, the raw code of the divine spells being woven against him.

He raised the Dawn Scepter, the artifact he had just acquired from the Demon Lord Graz'zt. It pulsed with a familiar, holy light. He pointed it not at Amon-Et, but at Oghma Scyre's shifting, incomprehensible presence. "Amon-Et!" Leo's voice boomed, imbued with the authority of the scepter. "Your true enemy is here! The Lord of Lies, who hides behind a veil of false knowledge! Strike him down!"

For a crucial second, Amon-Et's avatar hesitated. The scepter was a conduit to its own power, and hearing its authority used by another created a momentary feedback loop of confusion. In that second, Leo acted.

He slammed Gungnir's butt against the floor, shattering the last of the space-sealing runes, and opened the vortex to Earth. Just as he was about to step through, he turned to Folgreis, the lone, stoic paladin. He raised Fragarach, the Retaliator, in a mock salute.

"Tell your master," Leo said, a cold, challenging smirk on his face, "that I will be back for the rest of his domain."

Then he was gone, the vortex snapping shut behind him, leaving two enraged gods and one very confused champion in a ruined library in Gantz. The silence that followed was broken only by the sound of Amon-Et's furious, frustrated roar echoing through the heavens. The heretic had escaped, but he had also thrown down a gauntlet. The war for the Sun had just been declared.

Chapter 31: The God in the Crossfire