《Tuatha de Danann》Tuatha 339 Book 4 Chapter 32 - Epilogue
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The [System Administrator] formed an office hovering in the vastness of space, revolving around Earth. She didn't have feelings or emotions like Gods or mortals would understand them, or if she did, would never admit to them.
But in the silence of space with the office walls festooned with the [System'] version of computer monitors claiming every inch of space along the walls, she allowed herself a small measure of contentment. It had been necessary to call in favors owed by [Time] and [Paradox] to accomplish her goal, but those two Celestial entities had chalked up a legion of debt. Asking them to roll back time so Earth's integration could be given a 'do-over' was insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
If Olympus and Asgard from this multi-verse loci hadn't tampered with the System, if they hadn't managed to inject a virus into the mechanics of that local System, [System] would have allowed things to progress without interference.
But that virus had been uploaded, and the System responsible for this Universes integration refused to allow those errors to stand. A personal choice had been abrogated. The virus had allowed variables to be introduced into integration, and it left the fate of the people of Earth to the vagaries of luck. Few could survive.
That System had forced race and class on every mortal, forcing the change based on location on the planet and selecting races that not always suited the biomes. And without worrying about survivability or compatibility between species. Mermaids that would spawn in the middle of deserts. Worker drones were assigned as classes to the great mass of individuals, a class with no combat skills or magical defenses and a class easily trapped in slavery.
When Teigh had successfully awakened the Tuatha de Danann, the [System] realized there was an opportunity to repair the damage that the infected System had done. The limited accessibility the [System] had in Urt's Universe because of Teigh's presence also allowed the Atlantean Pantheon to be given a second chance and a new home.
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That second chance would allow the [System] to balance the debt owed to Teigh for his work in finding and resolving the virus issue and freeing the Tuatha de Danann. [System] had given the quest to free the Tuatha de Danann to billions of individuals across the multi-verse. Their [Geas] that forced their Pantheon into [Sleep] had caused the imbalance that allowed a virus to be inserted.
[System] might be immune to emotions, but it could still recognize when a debt had been made, and the debt owed to Teigh had weighed heavily on the Karmic balance sheet that it constantly monitored.
Teigh had asked that the Sidhe that lived on Earth be freed from the vulnerability to iron. They could still be killed by an expertly wielded weapon made of that metal, but the ravages and almost certain death due to iron poisoning had been removed.
The [System Administrator] had agreed and managed to sneak in a further boon to Teigh to alleviate that curse. The Sidhe would have the smallest alteration to their genetic profile, that segment of DNA that expressed as a weakness to iron was replaced with a small genetic donation from the Atlantean people.
Danu and Apollimi had to agree to the exchange, and they had. Even after the [System Administrator] had placed restrictions on the changes. A requirement that allowed Teigh to benefit from a duality of Divinity, a deviation only possible because of the dual nature of his [Domain].
Teigh's [Authority] over [Glamour] would be tied to his affiliation with the Tuatha de Danann. His [Authority] over [Illusion] would be tied to a new affiliation, [Authority], and membership as a minor Deity of the Atlantean Pantheon.
This wasn't the first time a God had claimed membership in two different Pantheons. Apollo existed as part of both the Roman and Greek Pantheons. The difference this time was the tenuous connection between Atlantis and Celtic cosmological evolution.
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The two Pantheons were separated by time and location. They had never had a chance to mix, to absorb aspects one from the other. But that limitation was one that [System] could bridge because of events on Urt.
It was Teigh's intervention in that world that resulted in the destruction of Atlantis. His hand forced the tides of Fate that freed the Titans and sunk the continent. That confluence of events allowed [System] to acknowledge Teigh's influence in both Pantheons.
It was a technicality, something a sea lawyer would come up with. But it served [System's] purpose and to give it the loophole it needed to redress the failure of a local System that had been corrupted.
Satisfied with the solution, the [System Administrator] focused on one of the monitors decorating the walls, one of the billions of monitors set to display the creation process for each native Earthling. [System] had instructed the [Administrator] to prompt those descendants of Teigh into selecting Sidhe or Atlantean for their race.
[System] had made arrangements for one last change before this integration went live. Most descendants would never know they had some connection to a Sidhe God. They would never know that at one point in a previous life, Teigh had lived on Earth as a mortal. The [System] had given those descendants a final gift. Any individual connected to the soul that had transmigrated to Talahm and became Teigh, who selected Sidhe or Atlantean, would start in this newly integrated world with [Teigh's Blessing].
Those gifted with that Blessing would have the ability to obscure their status when inspected, a small boon of [Illusion]. And they would advance magic, psychic skills, and Qi cultivation twice as fast as even the most gifted individual.
They would be reborn with bodies whose magical networks, psychic pathways, or meridian channels were easier to advance, open, or cleanse.
The [System Administrator] watched as one of Teigh's descendants made her choice. An Atlantean-Sidhe hybrid who would follow a path of magic, cultivation, and psychic enhancement. The choice was unusual enough that the [Administrator] thought the [System] might follow this young girl's path.
Asteria Antonius was not the first of Teigh's descendants to gain his [Blessing], but she was the first to choose Atlantean and Sidhe as her race. The combination of energy systems she selected should make for a story worth reading.
The End.
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