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Intro. The Ragnarok arena trembled under the roar of the crowd. Gods from all pantheons, divine creatures, ancestral spirits, and even legendary monsters gathered to watch the third battle — the one that would mark the course of the war between humanity and deities. At the center of it all, one name dominated the air like the sound of distant thunder: Poseidon. The God of the Seas walked down the elevated walkway as if the world itself was beneath his dignity. Their footsteps were as smooth as the movement of a wave, but each vibration caused by them made the truth clear: here was an entity that knew no weakness. The entire sea seemed to follow him, silent and threatening, like a predator waiting for the moment to swallow its prey. His imposing body was just a reflection of his essence. Poseidon was no ordinary god; He was the god whose existence needed no explanation. An absolute strength, a natural arrogance that came from the simple fact of being who he was. For him, humanity was

Poisedon - Record of Ragnarok

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