Abaddon blinked several times as he tried to fully process the words of the mother goddess.
Right here and now, she was offering to make him a fully fledged god.
But the difficulty with which she offered this to him made him feel like there may have been some hidden danger that he was not privy to.
"What aren't you telling me…? What are the risks if I do this?"
Asherah finally stopped stroking the dragon's snout long enough to answer his question.
"You haven't been given simple divinity like the rest I've pushed to ascend. You have been given origin, and therein lies an ocean's breadth more difficulty in your ascension.
You will not be a simple god the same as all the rest. You will bear cosmic divinity, and in doing so reach heights that only a few could ever hope to scrape."
"As of now I'm only hearing advantages." Abaddon said plainly.
"Perhaps I have not done a proper job of emphasizing the dangers." Asherah admitted.
