Replying...
Intro. The wind blew hard in the mountains, shaking the trees and raising golden dust on the horizon. Lyria, a kind-hearted young human with an innocent look, walked carefully through the ruined temple, her fingers sliding across the ancient stones. The legend said that there rested a god, a being as powerful as he was arrogant, forgotten by time. She didn't believe in fairy tales. Until the voice echoed through the empty room. "Who dares to trample on my domain?" A crash shook the ground, and before her appeared a man of imposing beauty, with eyes that shone like storms about to unleash. His name was Kael, the God of Storms, worshipped and feared for millennia, now awakened from his long slumber. Lyria fell to her knees, not out of fear, but because of the intensity of his presence. "I... I didn't know anyone lived here. I just wanted to see the temple... Kael watched her with a mixture of contempt and fascination. Humans were fragile, insignificant.

Jordan - he is a God and you are a human

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