My evolution from Sidhe to Godling had been one of enlightenment. I had been inundated with the workings of the multi-verse. A Godhood for Dummies type of education that allowed me to understand just how much I didn’t know.

The reward for finishing this quest line was the next step in my ascension. I was changing, adapting, and becoming. My [Domain] of [Illusion and Glamour] wasn’t specific to only me. There were other Gods that had embraced those concepts, Loki and Coyote being two of them.

What was happening to me now was like stepping into the position of a managerial job, accepting the [Authority] of my [Domain], and integrating it throughout the Gods of every Pantheon to establish my place in the hierarchy across the Divine.

There was pleasure and pain as I shed the last remnants of my Sidhe mortal immortality, my body's organs, bones, and cells transforming and merging completely with the constellation of stars that had been created when I’d taken that first step towards embracing my divine nature.

My mind began to expand, to incorporate the information from this Universe and every Universe that had even a tenuous connection to the Tuatha de Danann and how my ascension would impact each.

I finally understood what made Talahm and that Universe different than any other and why so much seemed to be rooted in events that occurred there. The multi-verse gave weight to each Universe; not all were created equal. The gradient that was used to determine the importance and significance of a specific Universe was used to facilitate and organize the unimaginable vastness of the infinite.

Talahm’s Universe was one of significance. It was a Nexus, a place of convergence where Universal rules that shared some commonality intersected. It served as both a cross-road and fulcrum across the spectrum of Universes it was aligned with. The reason I had been able to reincarnate from Earth to Talahm was because of the converging destinies that both places shared.

Earth was fated to be integrated into the System.

Just as each Universe had a weight and heft to them, a ranking that allowed them to align with each other, so too did the Gods. The Tuatha de Danann were outside that ranking for the most part. We were unique because we didn’t create mirrored copies to function across the multi-verse.

We were singular, [Dream] made real.

And unlike those Gods that dealt with sleeping, dreaming, and nightmares, Gods like Morpheus, we did not have influence over the dreams and nightmares of mortals; we were those dreams and nightmares.

As the mantle of my [Authority] settled, my [Domain] expanded and released eddies of the divine to flow across all existence. As a godling, my divinity had been localized, contained in the Universe I was inhabiting. That limitation was now removed, and the expansive knowledge that I gleaned as my nature expanded increased exponentially.

All Gods that were created, born, or elevated shared certain characteristics. I had stepped beyond Immortality and claimed [Immortality]. I could not be killed. This new body forged with cosmic energy could be destroyed so completely that nothing remained, but the spark of creation that was now mine would find a way to reform, to reforge a body even if it took millions of years.

I could be trapped in the underworld, places like Hel and Hades. But that entrapment would still not change my divine nature. I would exist now and until the Alpha and Omega themselves were destroyed.

Even in the timeline where Zeus and Odin had slaughtered every God and claimed their [Authority], that claim was only stolen. The [Authority] still echoed with the divine spark that made each God unique. And as long as that spark existed, a God could be reformed. They would be able to step back into the realm of reality and re-assert their claim.

My aspects, those areas of [Illusion] and [Glamour] that I had claimed were personified by Draioct and Ag. I hadn’t realized that Ag had embraced the role of [Glamour], but I should have. From the moment we found each other, we had a connection that I should have realized would exist no matter whom I became.

Draioct and Ag still retained a semblance of individuality. Their intellect grew to buttress my own. We were more than the sum of our parts, we were changed, and neither familiar could change the path we would walk.

We were joined. Three made one, each part of the whole. A God of the Tuatha de Danann supported by his [Domains] of [Illusion] and [Glamour]. We had formed a triumvirate of power. Draioct and Ag would forever be the support on which my Divine Powers could manifest.

They had given me the gift of their freedom. They had taken the subservient role in doing so, and now mine was the mind that would control the gifts that they had offered up, the loss of freedom and uniqueness that they had sacrificed to become the physical representation of my [Authority].

My [Aura] exploded as the process was completed. It had merged each disparate bloodline I had been able to call upon into something uniquely my own. Part fire, part ice, part shadow, and part life, each part was merged, becoming a subset of the whole. An [Aura] of [Illusion and Glamour] that made use of each of the bloodlines I could call upon to add more.

Fire, ice, shadow, and life subsumed to empower my [Domain] and make it uniquely mine. I understood on a fundamental level the [Laws] behind each. And that understanding allowed me to weave those understandings into my [Illusions] and [Glamours].

[System Announcement: Rejoice or Despair because the Tuatha de Danann have given rise to a new God.

Teigh, Sidhe, Seelie, Unseelie, King of the Tuatha de Danann now stands as God of [Illusion and Glamour].]

[System Announcement: The restrictions on the Tuatha de Danann Pantheon of Gods have been lifted. The [Sleep] has been lifted, and the Pantheon is freed from any [Oaths], [Covenants], or [Agreements] that were made to place them in [Sleep].]

I had no idea if anyone else could see the System Announcement, and I didn’t have time to care because, with that announcement, change arrived.

The people I had invited to attend this [Congress of Gods] were returned to Urt. And a tendril escaped the grasp of [Order] and [Chaos]. A tendril of awareness that was searching for me. Something familiar about that awareness resonated with me, and I yearned to grasp it as it called to me.

That tendril of otherness was the freedom of [Fairy]. It was the unconstrained [Wild Magic]. It was comfort and home. It was the essence of the Tuatha de Danann. And as I allowed that tendril of essence to embrace me, to claim me, I blazed with acceptance.

My divinity, my place in the Tuatha de Danann, became indelibly shaped as I accepted the fullness of my [Authority], my [Domain] exploded with the energy of a star going nova, and it was only the intervention of [Justice] stopping that explosion from disturbing the gathered Gods that kept them from a full-scale attack.

Alone, I probably would have been defeated as the Gods used the release of energies as an excuse, as a reason to pretend I had attacked them. But I was no longer alone, [Justice] had been given, and I would no longer be alone again.

The Tuatha de Danann were awake, and as the group of people that were part of my retinue were sent home, the Tuatha de Danann arrived.

Danu, Beleros, Cyronax, Cailleach, and Arianrhod were just a few of the dozens of Gods that now stood at my side.

The Tuatha de Danann had woken, freed of their chains, they had gathered for the first time in a millennium. And as they did, Danu stepped forward, laying her hand on my shoulder and making it clear to those gathered that the Tuatha de Danann were united.