A single breeze.
Aiden's eyes flickered.
The first sign of movement.
Not caused by his energy. Not controlled.
Something that simply… existed.
The Elders stirred.
This was different.
This wasn't just raw power shaping reality.
This was balance.
Aiden smirked.
So, that's how it works.
You don't just force life into the world…
You give it the chance to exist on its own.
He lifted his hand again—
And this time, he didn't create a mountain, or sky, or storms.
He created potential.
And from that potential—
—𝘍𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—!
A tree sprouted.
Then another.
And another.
A forest of shimmering, ethereal leaves spread across the land, growing not from his will, but from the world itself.
The Elders were silent.
For the first time in untold eons, something had been born that they did not control.
Then—
Aiden saw it.
