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41.02% divine echoes / Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Awakening of New Powers

Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Awakening of New Powers

The air within the God Trial labyrinth was stifling, a mixture of anticipation and ancient energy that weighed heavily on Ansh's shoulders as he ventured deeper into the winding passageways. He had been wandering through the trial for days, each step a grueling test of endurance, will, and wit. However, what was more daunting than the trials themselves was the profound silence that hung around him. It felt as if the very air was watching him, waiting for his next move.

Ansh wiped the sweat from his brow as he reached a fork in the path. He hesitated, feeling a pull from the darker, narrower passage to the left. He had heard of the others who had come before him—many had failed, few had succeeded, and even fewer had returned unchanged. But something about this path felt different, as though it were calling to him, beckoning him toward a secret that only he could unlock. It was the faintest whisper, barely audible, yet unmistakable.

After a moment of deliberation, Ansh made his choice. He ventured down the hidden passage, a path so narrow that the stone walls seemed to press in on him from all sides. The air grew colder, the atmosphere thick with an ancient power that stirred the very marrow in his bones. His footsteps echoed in the quiet, accompanied only by the distant thrum of divine energy reverberating through the walls.

The passage twisted and turned, descending deeper into the heart of the labyrinth. Ansh's heart pounded in rhythm with the pulse of the energy around him. His instincts screamed at him that this was no ordinary trial—this was something else entirely. It was as though the gods themselves had hidden this path, guarding it jealously, waiting for someone worthy enough to discover it.

Finally, after what felt like hours of walking, the narrow tunnel opened into a vast chamber. The walls shimmered faintly with a soft, ethereal light that seemed to emanate from no particular source. In the center of the chamber stood a pedestal, and atop it lay a relic—a stone, ancient and cracked, yet pulsing with a strange, otherworldly glow.

Ansh approached the relic slowly, his heart pounding in his chest. The air hummed with energy, and he could feel something within him responding, as though this relic had been waiting for him, for this very moment. He hesitated only briefly before reaching out and laying his hand on the stone.

The moment his fingers made contact, the world exploded into light.

A surge of power, more immense and intense than anything Ansh had ever felt, coursed through his body. His veins ignited with divine energy, his mind flooded with visions—visions of ancient gods, long-forgotten battles, and powers that defied human comprehension. He saw himself, standing among the gods, wielding power beyond imagination. The knowledge of eons rushed into him, filling every corner of his being.

As the light subsided, Ansh stood in the chamber, breathing heavily. He was no longer the same person. The gods had chosen him, accepted him, and in that moment, Ansh had ascended. He had become a low-tier god, his mortal limits shattered, his destiny forever changed.

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In another part of the God Trial, Kavi faced his own battle. The room he stood in was unlike any other he had encountered during the trials. Massive metallic structures loomed around him, their surfaces cold and gleaming under the dim light that filtered through the cracks in the ceiling. Kavi could feel the weight of the trial pressing down on him, but more than that, he could feel the challenge—one that was not just physical, but mental.

He had always known he had a unique connection to the elements, especially metal. But here, in this room, surrounded by these massive structures, he could feel something more—a challenge from the very earth itself.

Kavi closed his eyes, focusing on the energy around him. He reached out with his mind, trying to connect with the metal, to feel the pulse of life that flowed through it. But it was difficult, like trying to grasp at smoke. The metal resisted him, cold and unyielding.

Frustration surged within him. He had come so far, endured so much, yet now he was at an impasse. But as his frustration mounted, a thought occurred to him: maybe he was going about this the wrong way.

Metal was not just an element to be controlled. It was alive, in its own way. It had its own will, its own energy. He needed to understand it, to communicate with it, not dominate it.

Taking a deep breath, Kavi steadied himself. He reached out again, this time not trying to control the metal, but to feel it—to understand it. Slowly, he began to sense the energy within the structures around him. It was faint, but it was there, a subtle hum of life buried deep within the cold metal.

The more he focused, the clearer it became. The metal wasn't resisting him—it was waiting for him to recognize its nature, to work with it, not against it.

Suddenly, the room shifted. The metallic structures began to move, bending and twisting as if they were alive, responding to Kavi's newfound understanding. His hands glowed with a faint, silvery light as he guided the metal with ease, bending it to his will, but in harmony with its nature.

Kavi's eyes widened in awe as the realization hit him: he had passed the trial. He had mastered metal bending, not by force, but by understanding. The metal was no longer just an element—it was a part of him, an extension of his will. The trial had tested him, and he had succeeded.

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Tara, meanwhile, was struggling with her own powers. The flames that had once been her greatest asset were now her greatest enemy. Every time she tried to use her fire powers, the flames would lash out at her, burning her, consuming her from the inside out. She could feel the fire raging within her, wild and uncontrollable, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make it stop.

She collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, the flames still licking at her skin. Her clothes were singed, her body covered in burns. She had always thought that fire was her power, that she controlled it. But now, it was as if the fire had turned against her, punishing her for daring to think she could wield it.

Tears of frustration welled in her eyes as she clenched her fists, her body shaking with pain and anger. Why was this happening? Why had the flames, which had once been so kind, now become so cruel?

But as she lay there, panting, a realization began to form in her mind. The fire wasn't attacking her. It wasn't trying to burn her—it was trying to become one with her. All this time, she had been fighting against it, trying to control it, trying to separate herself from it. But that wasn't the way. She wasn't just wielding the fire. She was the fire.

The thought hit her like a bolt of lightning, and in that instant, everything made sense.

Tara slowly stood, her legs trembling beneath her. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, letting go of the fear, the anger, the frustration. She allowed the fire to flow through her, not as a force to be controlled, but as a part of herself. The flames wrapped around her like a second skin, warm and comforting, no longer painful.

She opened her eyes, and the world around her seemed to glow with a fiery light. Her body was alight with flames, but they didn't burn her. They embraced her, empowered her. She had become one with the fire, and in doing so, she had passed the trial.

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The three of them—Ansh, Kavi, and Tara—stood at the precipice of their new destinies. Each had faced their own trials, their own struggles, and had emerged stronger, transformed by the experience.

Ansh, now a low-tier god, could feel the divine energy coursing through him, his connection to the gods solidified by his discovery of the secret passage. He was no longer just a participant in the trials—he was one of them, a being of divine power.

Kavi, with his newfound mastery over metal bending, had gained a deeper understanding of the earth and its elements. He was no longer just bending metal—he was communicating with it, understanding its nature and working with it in harmony.

Tara, fully embracing her fire, had transcended her mortal limits. The flames no longer burned her because she had accepted that they were a part of her. She wasn't just wielding fire—she was the fire, and that power was now hers to command.

Together, they stood on the cusp of something far greater than themselves. The trials had tested them, pushed them to their limits, and they had proven themselves worthy. But this was only the beginning.


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Chapter 17: Chapter 17: A New Beginning

The light from the teleportation spell flickered, and when it faded, Ansh, Kavi, and Tara found themselves standing at the edge of the trial grounds. The tension in the air from the God Trial had dissipated, leaving a strange sense of calm that contrasted with the intense struggles they had just endured.

Ansh, however, was still feeling the aftershocks of his transformation. His heart pounded in his chest, but not from exhaustion—this was different. He could feel the divine energy coursing through him, a steady thrum of power that he had never known before. He had crossed a line, ascended into something more than human. The weight of this new reality settled over him as he turned his gaze inward, trying to make sense of it all.

As the three friends adjusted to the new surroundings, a familiar figure materialized before them—Neeraj. He stood at a distance, his expression unreadable, as though waiting for Ansh to take the first step. Ansh had seen him before during his trials, but this time, Neeraj looked different. More substantial. More... connected.

Ansh walked forward slowly, his eyes fixed on Neeraj, who gave a soft smile of recognition. Neeraj's form seemed to flicker slightly in the sunlight, almost ethereal.

"I knew you'd return," Neeraj said quietly, his voice steady yet filled with a kind of ancient wisdom. "You've finally found the path, Ansh. The power you sought was always within you. You just needed to find it."

Ansh nodded, taking a deep breath. "I felt it, Neeraj. But it wasn't just about finding power. It was about understanding who I am."

Neeraj stepped closer, his eyes gleaming with an intensity that pierced through the air between them. "Exactly. And now, the final step is yours to take. You no longer need me as a guide. The Ansh who wandered through the trials is not the Ansh who stands before me now. You have become more than that. We were once separate, you and I. But now… now we are one."

Ansh blinked, his mind spinning as he tried to grasp the full meaning of Neeraj's words. "One?" he echoed.

Neeraj's form flickered again, and for a moment, it was as if Ansh was looking at a mirror. The same divine energy that flowed through Ansh pulsed within Neeraj, as though they were two halves of the same whole. "Yes," Neeraj whispered. "Everything I am, everything I was, is now yours. My path is now your path. My strength, my knowledge—it's all yours. You don't need to follow in anyone's footsteps anymore. You are a god now."

Ansh's heart swelled with the weight of those words. He had felt different ever since the moment he had touched the relic, but now, hearing it spoken aloud—being called a god—it felt overwhelming. A low-tier god, but a god nonetheless. His journey was far from over, but now, he stood among the gods, no longer a mere mortal striving for greatness.

"From here on out," Neeraj continued, "you must forge your own way forward. The path to becoming a god is never easy, but you've taken the first step. The rest is up to you."

Before Ansh could respond, Neeraj's figure shimmered once more, then faded completely, leaving Ansh standing alone. He stared at the space where Neeraj had stood, feeling a strange mixture of loss and completion. Neeraj had been his guide, his mentor in the shadows. But now, their roles had changed. They were one and the same.

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With a soft hum of energy, Ansh, Kavi, and Tara found themselves teleported back to the temple grounds. The bustling noise of priests, acolytes, and temple visitors filled the air, but it all seemed distant to Ansh. His mind was still reeling from what had just happened.

As the three of them stood there, Kavi couldn't help but glance at Ansh, his brow furrowing in confusion. He studied him for a moment before blurting out, "Dude, you look different. Your hair was blonde before, but now it's... blue?"

Ansh looked down at himself, realizing that Kavi was right. His appearance had changed subtly, as if his new godhood had altered him in ways even he didn't fully understand. His once blonde hair had turned a striking shade of blue, and his eyes seemed to glow faintly with divine light.

Kavi chuckled, shaking his head. "Since when did the blue hair trend start with you, Ansh?"

Tara, who had been quiet for the most part, smirked. "Looks like you got more than just godhood from that trial. Fashion upgrade too, huh?"

Ansh smiled weakly, still trying to get used to the changes. "I guess this is what happens when you become a low-tier god. Everything changes."

Before they could delve further into Ansh's transformation, the temple courtyard erupted into commotion. A group of priests came rushing towards them, their expressions filled with awe and excitement. The leader of the group, an older priest with a long white beard, approached Ansh and immediately bowed low, his forehead nearly touching the ground.

"Glory to God Ansh!" the priest proclaimed, his voice ringing out across the courtyard. "You have achieved what few mortals ever could. You are the third human to ascend to the rank of a low-tier god. We are honored to witness such greatness."

The other priests echoed the sentiment, bowing in reverence. "Glory to God Ansh!" they chanted, their voices filled with admiration.

Ansh, stunned by the sudden attention, raised his hands awkwardly. "Uh, thank you? I mean, I wasn't expecting this…"

The older priest straightened up, his eyes gleaming with pride. "You are now one of the gods, Ansh. As such, it is our sacred duty to provide for you. From this day forward, all your expenses will be covered by the temple. You are no longer bound by mortal concerns."

Ansh blinked in disbelief. He had barely wrapped his mind around the idea of becoming a god, and now this? "You're saying the temple will take care of everything?"

The priest nodded solemnly. "Yes, God Ansh. You are divine now. It is only fitting that the temple serves you."

Kavi and Tara stood by, momentarily stunned by what they had just heard. The realization that Ansh had truly become a god was sinking in, and both of them exchanged shocked glances.

"Wait," Kavi said, breaking the silence, "Ansh… you're really a god now?"

Tara's eyes widened as the truth hit her. "I mean, I knew you were special, but a god? That's next level!"

Then, all at once, the shock gave way to excitement. Kavi let out a whoop of joy, throwing his arms around Ansh. "Dude! This is insane! You're a god now! I can't believe it!"

Tara, grinning from ear to ear, joined in the celebration, hugging Ansh tightly. "You did it! You actually did it! We're friends with a god!"

Ansh, still feeling dazed by the sudden shift in his reality, found himself laughing along with them. The weight of his new title pressed on him, but the joy of his friends' excitement lightened the burden, at least for now.

The priests watched the scene with quiet reverence, allowing the three friends their moment of celebration. They knew that this was a significant moment—not just for Ansh, but for all who had witnessed it. The rise of a new god was a rare and powerful event, one that would be spoken of for generations to come.

As the sun began to set over the temple, casting long shadows across the courtyard, Ansh, Kavi, and Tara stood together, their bond stronger than ever. They had faced the God Trial, each of them emerging changed in their own way. But now, they faced an even greater challenge—navigating the world as newly empowered beings, with destinies that were still unfolding.

Ansh looked up at the sky, the divine energy still thrumming within him, and for the first time, he allowed himself to fully embrace what he had become

A god.


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