At the center of the Aether Isle, Alex strained against the immense pressure of the World's Heart, her God's Path a torturous, uphill climb. She had only progressed a quarter of the way.
Ascending to godhood was no easy feat.
Her senses were blocked on the Aether Isle. She was unaware of the events unfolding outside, only that time was of the essence. If she didn't hurry, her allies might not hold out.
If the angel gods reached the island and disrupted her ascension, all would be lost.
The Angel race, puppets of the World's Heart for untold years, had the easiest path to pseudo-godhood, their ascension fueled by the faith power channeled through the World's Heart.
Even true gods received a degree of leniency from the World's Heart, their banishment delayed.
Alex had a growing suspicion about the reason for the true gods' eventual banishment.
They posed a threat to the World's Heart.
