After one thousand years among collapsing stars and devourers of worlds,
Conri — All-Father of Fangs, Sword and Heroes — returned to Valmythra.
He did not arrive in spectacle.
He descended through stormclouds that parted in silent reverence.
Valmythra had grown vast in his absence — its lands expanded, its magical ecosystems flourishing, its pantheon stable under Rowena's calm governance.
But fate had prepared something more.
Cassandra awaited him not alone.
In her arms rested the second divine fruit of their union.
His name:
Ametheon
Second child of Conri.
Second God-Born of the Pantheon.
Bearer of the Major Divinity of:
Strength
Storms
Courage
Where Rowena embodied balance and inevitability,
Ametheon embodied motion and will.
On the night he was born:
Thunder rolled without clouds.
The oceans swelled but did not flood.
The Three Angelic Pegasi cried out in the upper skies.
Mountains trembled — not in destruction, but recognition.
When Ametheon first cried, lightning struck Conri's throne — and did not burn it.
It strengthened it.
Not brute muscle alone.
Ametheon's strength authority governs:
Structural integrity of matter.
Reinforcement of allies.
Amplification of heroic resolve in armies.
In battle, when he stands at the front line:
Soldiers feel lighter.
Shields grow harder.
Fatigue recedes.
He is not simply strong.
He makes others stronger.
His storms are not wild chaos.
They are momentum incarnate.
He commands:
Skyfire.
Cyclonic pressure.
Thunder as declaration.
But unlike the temperamental storms of Thor, Ametheon's storms carry emotional clarity.
They respond to courage.
They intensify when he protects.
They calm when victory is secured.
His lightning never strikes the innocent.
Major Divinity of Courage
This is his rarest authority.
Not bravery born of ignorance.
But courage in full awareness of fear.
When Ametheon stands beside an army:
Panic diminishes.
Doubt recedes.
Retreat becomes unthinkable.
Even cosmic entities feel resistance when facing him.
Because courage is contagious.
Rowena is moonlight over still water.
Ametheon is thunder over mountain peaks.
Rowena governs endings with mercy.
Ametheon defies endings with defiance.
Where she calculates,
He charges.
Where she prevents war,
He wins it.
Together, they form the dual pillars of Valmythra's future.
When Conri held Ametheon for the first time, he did not see a weapon.
He saw legacy without bitterness.
He had once watched Hela become war incarnate under poor guidance from Hela's father, Odin.
He would not repeat that error.
Ametheon would not be raised as a tool.
He would be raised as a protector.
As a child:
He cracked marble unintentionally when startled.
Lightning flickered when he laughed.
Winds gathered when he grew angry.
But when Rowena placed her hand on his head under moonlight —
The storms quieted.
The siblings balanced each other naturally.
Oracles whispered:
"When Fang and Moon stand divided, Storm shall unite them."
Some interpret this as a future cosmic war.
Others believe it refers to a reconciliation yet to come.
Conri heard it.
He said nothing.
But he began personally training Ametheon in controlled release of strength.
With Ametheon's birth:
Valmythra's skies grew more volatile — but more alive.
The magical beasts grew bolder.
The noble clans swore renewed oaths.
The Pantheon now had:
Moon and Death.
Strength and Storm.
Fangs, Sword and Heroes at its head.
The divine structure was no longer forming.
It was solidifying.