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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 psychic storm over Gantz receded as the two gods, their quarry gone, disengaged. Amon-Et's avatar faded back into the celestial light, its fury unabated. The maddening presence of Oghma Scyre dissolved back into the stones of the Gray Keep, leaving behind an unsettling silence and the faint smell of burnt ozone and paradox.

Folgreis, the Battle-Master, was left standing alone amidst the devastation. He was alive, which was more than he could say for his comrades. He looked at the spot where the False God had vanished, the heretic's final, defiant words echoing in his mind. *I will be back for the rest of his domain.* This was no common heresy. This was a rival, a true contender for divine power, and he was dangerously, terrifyingly competent. His duty was clear. He had to report back to the Seven Heavens, to the true seat of his god's power.

In the days that followed, the incident was the talk of Thera's underworld. Rumors spread like wildfire. A new demigod had appeared, challenged the Lord of Dawn, and not only survived but escaped. The involvement of the fallen god Oghma Scyre and the Demon Lord Graz'zt was whispered in hushed tones in taverns and secret guild halls. The name of the new demigod remained a mystery, but his actions spoke for themselves. The balance of power in the heavens was shifting.

Meanwhile, on Earth, Leo found himself back in the sterile anonymity of a hotel room, this time in Cairo. The transition was jarring, the sudden quiet a stark contrast to the divine chaos he had just left. The scepter and Gungnir rested against the wall, humming with latent power. He felt the exhaustion, not of the body, but of the soul. He had played a dangerous game and won, but the victory had come at the cost of revealing his hand. Amon-Et would be relentless now.

He needed to accelerate his plans.

The Eye of Horus, now a permanent part of him, throbbed with a new energy. It wasn't just a tool for perception anymore; it was a key. It was attuned to the myths of this land, to the deep, ancient currents of belief that flowed beneath the sands of Egypt. He had come here to steal the Eye, but in doing so, he had inadvertently plugged himself into the entire Egyptian mythological network.

He closed his real eyes and let his divine sense expand, guided by the artifact. He saw not the physical world, but the world of concepts. He saw the great river of faith that had flowed to the Egyptian gods for millennia. It was a mere trickle now, but the riverbed was still there, vast and deep. He saw the tangled web of prophecies, curses, and divine legacies left behind. And within that web, he found what he was looking for: a forgotten oracle, a prophecy of decline tied to the sun god Ra.

It was the prophecy Catherine had spoken of in the presidential palace—the one he had secretly planted in her mind through his divine influence. The prophecy stated that Ra's power would wane, and the world would fall into darkness, allowing the dread serpent Apep to consume him.

"A self-fulfilling prophecy," Leo whispered, a plan forming in his mind. "If the world believes Ra is weakening, it will hasten his decline. But if a new, stronger sun rises to take his place…"

He would not just be the God of the Sun. He would be its savior. He would orchestrate the fall and rise of the Egyptian pantheon, and in doing so, he would perform a feat of Validation so profound, so undeniable, that the world of Thera would have no choice but to acknowledge him. The first step was to find the perfect stage for this grand, apocalyptic drama. He needed a place of power, a place steeped in the legend of the sun god. He needed the Temple of Karnak.

Chapter 32: The Aftermath and the Oracle