Kael Draven had never been one to accept stagnation. Even after ascending to the rank of High God, he refused to settle for mediocrity. As the High God of Chaos, Destruction, and Void, he understood better than anyone that power demanded constant growth, and his training with **Hades**, the Lord of the Underworld, remained unyielding.
Whenever the duties of ruling his dimension allowed, Kael sought out Hades in the infernal depths of the Underworld. Their sessions were grueling, filled with brutal tests that pushed Kael to the edge of his capabilities—and beyond.
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"Again," Hades growled, his crimson eyes glowing as he watched Kael struggle against the weight of a colossal shadow beast. The creature, summoned from the deepest pits of the Void, roared as Kael's dark magic lashed against its monstrous form.
Kael snarled, his silver eyes blazing as he summoned the Void's energy. The shadows coiled and twisted around him, their chaotic tendrils surging forward to strike the beast. But the creature was relentless, its strength forcing Kael to adapt, to think faster and strike harder.
"Control your anger, Kael," Hades said sharply. "Power without precision is wasted energy. Focus."
Kael gritted his teeth, his dark magic flaring as he shifted his approach. Instead of brute force, he allowed the shadows to envelop the beast, constricting its movements until it could no longer fight back. With a final surge of energy, the creature dissolved into nothingness, its roar echoing through the Underworld.
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Hades nodded, his expression unreadable. "Better," he said. "But you're still relying too much on raw strength. You need to think like a High God, not a mortal wielding borrowed power."
Kael smirked, though his silver eyes gleamed with determination. "You don't make this easy," he said, his voice low.
"It's not supposed to be easy," Hades replied, his crimson eyes narrowing. "You've climbed from the bottom rung of the High Gods, Kael. But if you want to rise further, you need to embrace every facet of your power."
Kael's smirk faded as he nodded. "Then let's keep going," he said.
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As the years passed, Kael's progress became undeniable.
Where once he had been the weakest of the High Gods, he now stood firmly among the middle ranks. His mastery of the Void had reached new heights, his ability to wield chaos with precision earning him the respect of even his most skeptical peers.
Hades, though rarely one to give praise, acknowledged Kael's growth.
"You're no longer a liability," Hades said one day, his tone grudgingly approving. "But don't let that go to your head. There's still plenty of ground to cover."
Kael chuckled, his dark magic crackling around him. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm just getting started."
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While Kael focused on his training, **Lia's behavior continued to stir chaos among the gods**.
Her beauty, combined with her fiery spirit and provocative nature, made her irresistible to many of the divine. Mortals and lesser gods had long been drawn to her, but now even some of the High Gods found themselves unable to resist her allure.
Rumors began to spread—whispers of Lia's affairs with multiple High Gods, each encounter a testament to her power and influence.
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Kael learned of these whispers during one of his training sessions with Hades.
"You've got more than your share of problems," Hades said, his crimson eyes glinting as he watched Kael summon the Void's energy.
Kael frowned, his silver eyes narrowing. "What now?" he asked.
Hades smirked, though the expression held little humor. "Your daughter," he said simply. "Word is, she's been keeping company with some of our peers."
Kael's dark magic faltered, the shadows flickering as his focus broke. "Lia," he growled, his voice filled with frustration.
Hades shrugged, his black flames flickering around him. "You can't control her," he said. "But you might want to have a word before she starts making enemies you can't afford to deal with."
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Later that evening, Kael confronted Lia in the obsidian fortress.
She lounged on a throne of blackened stone, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders as she inspected her nails. Her attire—tight and revealing as always—did little to hide her confidence.
"You've been busy," Kael said, his tone sharp as he entered the room.
Lia glanced up, her golden eyes gleaming with mischief. "If you're here to lecture me again, don't bother," she said. "I've heard it all before."
Kael's silver eyes burned as he stepped closer, his dark magic swirling around him. "This isn't just about you," he said coldly. "Your actions reflect on all of us—on me, on your mother, on this entire dimension."
Lia smirked, leaning back in her throne. "Oh, please," she said. "As if anyone would dare challenge you because of me."
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Lyr entered the room, her golden light glowing softly as she placed a hand on Kael's arm. "Lia," she said, her voice gentle but firm, "your father is right. You need to think about the consequences of your actions."
Lia scowled, crossing her arms. "Why does it matter?" she asked. "I'm not hurting anyone."
"You're hurting yourself," Lyr said, her golden eyes filled with sadness. "And you're making enemies who won't hesitate to use your choices against you—and against us."
Lia's defiance faltered for a moment, her golden aura dimming. But then she shrugged, her smirk returning. "Let them try," she said. "I'm not afraid of anyone."
Kael's dark magic flared, his patience wearing thin. "You should be," he said sharply. "Because if you continue down this path, you'll face consequences you can't handle."
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Despite her parents' warnings, Lia's behavior remained a source of tension.
Her affairs with the High Gods, though scandalous, also cemented her reputation as a force to be reckoned with. Some viewed her as a dangerous wildcard, while others admired her for her boldness.
Lzy, ever the calm and composed sibling, tried to mediate where he could, but even he struggled to rein in Lia's fiery nature.
"You're playing a dangerous game," Lzy said one day as he watched Lia prepare for another outing.
Lia smirked, adjusting her revealing attire. "Danger is half the fun," she said.
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Kael, meanwhile, channeled his frustration into his training.
Each session with Hades pushed him further, sharpening his skills and strengthening his resolve. The whispers about Lia only fueled his determination to rise higher, to ensure that his power was unquestionable.
"I'll deal with her," Kael muttered during one particularly grueling session. "But first, I need to ensure no one dares to challenge us—ever."
Hades smirked, his crimson eyes gleaming. "Good," he said. "Then let's see if you're ready for what's next."
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By the end of the year, Kael had solidified his position as a **mid-tier High God**, his power and influence continuing to grow. But his greatest challenges still lay ahead, both within his family and beyond the boundaries of his dimension.
As the Draven family navigated the chaos they had created, the realms watched with anticipation, knowing that their actions would shape the future of the cosmos itself.