A day had passed since Atlas had suggested the bizarre idea to Apollo. The god had actually taken him seriously and begun to research a list of possibilities.
At the same time that had happened, the others more or less spent the entire day cultivating. And while there was no sudden breakthrough, Atlas could tell that they were stronger. Without a doubt, he could feel it.
"What do you suggest? The few powerful divinities available are more or less dying by the minute. The ones that aren't will drastically change my personality. I have less than a few choices that won't continue the current process or relegate me to the background."
Atlas shrugged. He didn't know what to do from there. He might have suggested it, but that didn't really mean that he had a clue or anything like that. It just meant that he knew the direction to take.
"Whatever you feel is right." he responded, trying to sound as mysterious as possible.
The god didn't buy into this and simply continued his research.
