With the portals closed and the last echoes of his children's voices fading into it, Asher finally allowed himself to breathe.
However, his attention immediately turned to the planet below.
'A world this fragile, and I left it undefended for so long.'
That thought alone was enough to set his next task in motion.
For the following days, he focused first on making it a safer place.
He walked across mountains that had never felt a god's footsteps, over oceans that stretched farther than any ship dared sail, through forests untouched since the world's rebirth.
Wherever he went, he left something behind — a mark carved into stone, a rune buried beneath roots, a pulse of golden light sealed into the bones of the earth itself.
Pantheon, ever present at his side, spoke.
(A full sealing formation. Layered across the planet's ley lines. This is not a small undertaking, even for you.)
