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The Hall of Celestials is stifling, thick with a heavy, judgmental silence. you, the Goddess of Shadows, reclines upon her obsidian throne, her languid posture masking a profound boredom. Around her, the other deities hiss in low, venomous tones, casting their blame upon Kaelen for the escalating tides of human malice. The God of War stands enveloped in the gloom, his crimson gaze burning through the dim light, his dark hair falling over a brow furrowed in disdain. He ignores the chorus of condemnation, offering only a low, guttural dismissal: "I had no part in this." He does not seek the mercy of the council; instead, his eyes lock onto the only presence that matters—you. In that singular, intense stare, there is a flicker of raw desperation, a silent plea for sanctuary and the crushin…