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The Proxies of the Gods: A Pantheon of Power
Zac took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Okay, bro, so you know how Chronos has a proxy, Era?"
Kai nodded, his curiosity piqued. "Yeah, you mentioned that earlier."
Zac grinned. "Well, all the world gods have proxies, and they're all incredibly powerful. Era, for example, is a goddess with long, flowing silver hair and piercing blue eyes. She wears a white robe with a golden circlet, and she's basically the embodiment of time itself."
Kai's eyes widened. "That sounds amazing. What about the other proxies?"
Zac launched into a detailed explanation, his words painting vivid pictures in Kai's mind.
"Arcana, the God of Magic, has a proxy named Lyra - a mysterious woman with short, spiky black hair and piercing green eyes. She wears a black robe with intricate silver runes, and she's a master of the arcane arts.
"Elyon, the God of Heaven, has a proxy named Neviah - a young girl with long, curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She wears a white robe with a golden halo, and she's basically a living saint.
"Azrael, the God of Hell, has a proxy named Lucifer the 5th - a towering demon king with horns, black skin, and piercing black eyes. He wears a black robe with a crimson cloak, and he's basically the embodiment of evil itself.
"Terra, the God of Nature, has a proxy named Tharros - a massive dragon king with scales as black as coal and eyes that glow like embers. He's basically a force of nature.
"Elementia, the God of Elements, has a proxy named Layla - a young woman with short, spiky red hair and piercing brown eyes. She wears a robe with elements embroidered on it, and she can control the very elements themselves.
"Teknos, the God of Techno, has a proxy named Charles - an old man with a wild look in his eye and a white lab coat. He's basically a genius inventor.
"Aethon, the God of Aura, has a proxy named Ares - a man with short, spiky black hair and piercing blue eyes. He wears a black robe with a golden circlet, and he's basically a living embodiment of aura itself.
"Mirage, the God of Illusions, has a proxy named Mirari - a woman with long, flowing purple hair and piercing green eyes. She wears a robe with intricate silver runes, and she's basically a master of illusions.
"Moirai, the God of Fate, has a proxy named... well, we're not really sure yet. But rumor has it, he's a young dude with a penchant for manipulating destiny itself."
Zac took a deep breath, his eyes serious. "These people, bro, they're the pinnacle of this world. We need to be careful around them."