He could not stay long with the mortals, and he may soon cut off contact with them.
No matter how much the mortals loved him, his presence, even through his weaker Berserker Clones was stifling, both physically and Psychologically.
They would celebrate him, but in their thoughts, they would very much prefer his statue that they worshiped. Gods should not walk amongst men.
Rowan remained inside his Palace for two months, refining his Current abilities and practicing with his Berserker Aspects, without a worthy opponent the growth of the Aspect was slow, nonetheless, he still ascended passed the Heaven State of the Berserker Aspect and brought it into a new Realm.
Rowan had opened up a hall that was bigger than a thousand miles, beside him was a gigantic Vraegar whose eyes were closed as he was surrounded by a massive sphere of blood.
