Ereven, returning to his humble abode within the depths of the Red Woods, is taken aback by an unexpected sight. As he steps through the door, his eyes widen in disbelief as he finds divine beings seated around his table, casually sipping tea as if they were old friends catching up after a long absence.
His reaction is instantaneous and comical, his jaw dropping open in sheer astonishment. His face flushes with embarrassment, then pales to a shade of yellow reminiscent of a ripe mango. Ereven blinks several times, as if trying to process the surreal scene before him.
"Um... excuse me," he stammers, his voice trembling with disbelief. "What... what are you doing in my house?"
The divine beings turn to him with serene smiles, their presence radiating an aura of otherworldly calmness. One of them, a figure with eyes that seem to hold the wisdom of the ages, chuckles softly. "We apologize for dropping in unannounced," they say, their voice warm and reassuring. "We simply wished to share a cup of tea and converse with you, Ereven."
Ereven blinks again, still struggling to comprehend the situation. "But... why me?" he asks, his confusion evident in his voice. "I'm just a humble mage, nothing special."
The divine beings exchange knowing glances, their smiles widening ever so slightly. "Ah, but you are more special than you realize, Ereven," one of them replies. "Your connection to the Red Woods runs deep, and your role in its protection is of great importance."
As the realization dawns upon him, Ereven's bewilderment gives way to a sense of wonder and awe. He takes a seat at the table, joining the divine beings in their tea-drinking session, his heart filled with gratitude for the unexpected company.
And as they share stories and laughter, Ereven finds himself humbled by the presence of these divine beings, grateful for the opportunity to converse with beings of such immense power and wisdom. In that moment, he realizes that even in the most unlikely of circumstances, there is always magic to be found in the world around him.
As Ereven sits among the divine beings, sharing tea and conversation, he finds himself drawn into their presence in ways he never imagined. Their words resonate deeply within him, stirring something profound within his soul.
As the conversation unfolds, Ereven begins to realize the true nature of his connection to the Red Woods and the role he plays in its protection. He understands that his journey as a mage has prepared him for a greater purpose, one that transcends the mortal realm.
In a moment of clarity, Ereven embraces his destiny with open arms. With a newfound sense of purpose and determination, he surrenders himself to the divine energies that surround him, allowing them to transform him into a god.
As the transformation takes hold, Ereven feels his mortal form dissolve, replaced by a radiant and ethereal presence. He becomes one with the essence of the Red Woods, his consciousness expanding to encompass the entire forest and all who dwell within it.
Ereven, now a god of the Red Woods, feels a profound sense of peace and fulfillment wash over him. He understands that his newfound divinity comes with great responsibility, but he is ready to embrace the challenge with open arms.
With his newfound powers, Ereven vows to protect the Red Woods and its inhabitants for all eternity, ensuring that its beauty and magic endure for generations to come. And as he gazes out upon the forest, he knows that his journey has only just begun, and that he will continue to grow and evolve in his role as its guardian and protector.