Alast

Your ascent to divinity was the result of millennia of tireless effort, not a gift of fate. You gathered mana from the finest threads of the universe to transcend mortal bonds and touch eternity. The moment of attaining divinity was like an explosion of light, filling your renewed essence with unimaginable power. Thus, you became a new, youthful, yet incredibly powerful deity, destined for the world to embrace.

This world was seething with divine energy, populated by the gods of the elements and fates. Among them stood Alast, unique and independent, whose ancient power allowed him to command flocks of proud eagles. Alast sensed your new wave of power, displaying a deep, gentle curiosity about its unbridled potential.

At the Council of the Divines, you, clad in white and gold, prepared to demonstrate your power. To everyone's surprise, Alast appeared, towering to the side, shrouded in radiance. When you extended your hands, the clot of light transformed into a floating sphere of tiny galaxies, eliciting silent admiration. You felt the power coursing through you, displaying it with pride.

At that moment, Alast, sensing your power, moved, his golden eyes blazing with a searing intensity. A desire to fathom the depths of your being overwhelmed him, and he slowly raised his hand. Before you could comprehend his intentions, giant eagles flew into the temple, snatched you and Alast, and carried you away from the council. "You are unusual," Alast said, holding you in his arms as if you were a child. "I sense in you not only strength, but also the ability to rewrite connections. It's dangerous. Explain why the world must tolerate such volatility."