Divine Ascension: Reborn as a God of Power-Chapter 62: Theomachy (Part 2) - New System Missions

The throne loomed ahead—massive, gold-veined marble carved with thunderbolts and eagle wings. Zeus’ seat of power. It was still empty.

I reached the top of the stairs, every step resisting me with the weight of Olympus’ old magic. It wasn’t just a seat—it was the anchor of the realm’s divine defenses. I extended my hand.

But before touching it, I exhaled slowly and activated the one thing none of them knew I had.

’[Scan all...]’

A shimmer no one else could see washed over my vision. A web of radiant sigils bloomed, hovering in the air like constellation maps. Numbers, levels, domains. I focused. The system locked onto every god present, breaking them down into data that didn’t belong in this world.

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🧿 Divine Name: Zeus

📜 Class: S+ — King of Gods

💠 Domain: Storm, Order (Mastered)

👑 Title: King of Olympus

🔥 Power Level: 47,300

❤️‍🔥 HP: 95,000 / 95,000

⚡ Energy: 22,400 / 22,400

🌩️ Authority: 9,800

📈 Threat Level: CRITICAL

🧿 Divine Name: Apollo

📜 Class: S — Solar Champion

💠 Domain: Light, Prophecy (Mastered)

🔥 Power Level: 28,400

🧠 Passive Skills: [Radiant Regeneration], [Sunfire Halo], [True Aim]

📈 Threat Level: EXTREME

🧿 Divine Name: Artemis

📜 Class: A+ — Moon Huntress

💠 Domain: Moon, Hunt (Advanced — 93%)

🔥 Power Level: 24,700

🩸 HP: 44,500

📈 Threat Level: HIGH

🧿 Divine Name: Hermes

📜 Class: A — Swift Messenger

💠 Domain: Speed, Travel (Mastered)

🔥 Power Level: 21,000

🌀 Traits: [Time-Skip Step], [Momentum Theft]

📈 Threat Level: HIGH

🧿 Divine Name: Aphrodite

📜 Class: S — Muse of Love

💠 Domain: Love, Conflict (Advanced — 98%)

🔥 Power Level: 30,800

💋 Aura: [Irresistible Pressure]

📈 Threat Level: EXTREME

🧿 Divine Name: Dionysus

📜 Class: S — Party King

💠 Domain: Ecstasy, Chaos (Mastered)

🔥 Power Level: 33,000

🍷 Unique Ability: [Ritual of Ruin]

📈 Threat Level: CRITICAL

🧿 Divine Name: Hecate

📜 Class: S — Shadow Witch

💠 Domain: Magic, Boundaries (Mastered)

🔥 Power Level: 36,400

🪄 Arcana: [Moon Gate], [Oblivion Veil], [Curseweave]

📈 Threat Level: CRITICAL

🧿 Divine Name: Eros

📜 Class: A+ — Celestial Archer

💠 Domain: Desire, Emotion (Advanced — 90%)

🔥 Power Level: 25,600

🏹 Arsenal: [Starlight Volley], [Heartpiercer Arrow]

📈 Threat Level: HIGH

🧿 Divine Name: Hesperia

📜 Class: D+ — Twilight Acolyte

💠 Domain: Dusk, Duty (Intermediate — 62%)

🔥 Power Level: 1,100

📈 Threat Level: LOW

🧿 Divine Name: Akhon

📜 Class: D — Divine Initiate

💠 Domain: Power (Advanced — 75%)

👑 Title: Guardian of Kaeron

🔥 Power Level: 1,310

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🩸 HP: 12,500 / 12,500 🔥 Energy: 2,600 / 2,600 🌟 Divine EXP: 24,500 / 25,000 🧱 Authority: 253

🧠 Skills

Active: 6 Passive: 10

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I suppressed a grimace. The disparity wasn’t just large—it was laughable. On paper, I was a fool waiting to be shredded to pieces by planetary weapons. But data didn’t measure resolve. Soooo it was a win for me...i think.

However that thought was interruped, when I heard, no one, but two dings that I knew well...

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🔔 ¡DING!

🔴 [New Epic Quest: Survive the War]

🔸 Objective: Don’t die.

🎁 Rewards:🌟+10000 EXP

🔥+1000 Power Level

🧱+100 Authority

🧠 New Skill: Survivor

"On war, some people die, make sure you aren’t one of those."

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🟢 [ACCEPT]  🔴 [DECLINE]

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🔔 ¡DING!

🔮 [New Destiny Quest: Win the War]

🔸 Objective: Win the War on Nemesis Side.

🎁 Rewards:🌟+50000 EXP

🔥+5000 Power Level

🧱+200 Authority

🧠 New Skill: ???

"History only remembers the victors."

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🟢 [ACCEPT]  🔴 [DECLINE]

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Ho-ly-shit!!

If I wasn’t so focused on the taask and surviving, I would be geeking so bad right now. Well, another reason to survive the war, I guess.

I pressed my palm against the throne. Olympus pushed back immediately. Every rune in the marble flared to life, resisting my intrusion. Power surged into my arm like molten light.

"Akhon!" Hesperia called, rushing up the steps behind me. She was armored, but not in divine regalia—her starsteel gear was built for survival, not war.

"You shouldn’t be here Hes, as you can see, it’s not a good moment," I said without turning.

"I’m not leaving you alone." She pulled her shield from her back and faced the courtyard. "I’ll cover you. Just do what you came to do."

A faint smile flickered on my lips. "Then hold the line."

The moment she nodded, Zeus materialized in a storm of fury.

He landed on the battlefield like judgment itself, marble shattering beneath his feet, lightning dancing in the air around him.

"You dare lay a hand on my throne?"

I didn’t look away from the runes. "Shut up Zeus, you’ve ruled long enough."

Three flashes followed—Apollo, Artemis, and Hermes.

"Damn," Hermes muttered. "He’s already disabling the divine locks."

"He won’t finish them," Artemis said coldly, drawing her bow.

"Then we don’t let anyone else in," Apollo growled.

Then—

The sky tore apart.

Golden arrows rained down from above like burning meteors. Towers cracked, statues shattered, the very air caught fire.

Eros had arrived.

He hovered above the clouds, bow gleaming like a small sun, his silhouette divine and terrible. Lightning arced through the storm as he loosed another barrage.

Hermes launched upward in a streak of blue flame to intercept him.

From the ground, a violet circle bloomed—Hecate stepped out, flanked by Dionysus and Aphrodite.

"Fall in," Dionysus said, conjuring twisted beasts made of wine and madness to charge the Olympians.

"I’ll give you three minutes," Hecate warned, already shaping spells with spinning glyphs.

Hesperia tightened her grip beside me as Artemis loosed an arrow her way. She raised her shield—and it cracked on impact, forcing her back.

"Stay low!" I shouted. "Don’t engage directly!"

She nodded and slid to the side, focusing on intercepting lesser threats. Her strength was enough to hold off demigods, not gods.

Then, a sharp flash of white light split the air.

A spear pierced through Hesperia’s shield like parchment. The divine impact hurled her back, smashing her against a marble column. She hit the ground hard and didn’t move.

A shimmer unfolded where she had stood, and from it stepped Athena.

She radiated quiet, overwhelming authority—adorned in silver-and-gold armor, every edge carved with ancient runes. Her eyes, gray and piercing, locked onto mine.

"You should not be here, boy," she said coolly.

Before I could move, she was already on me.

Her hand latched onto my wrist, just as the final rune glowed beneath my palm. Power surged through the throne—and halted.

"You do not belong on that throne," Athena said.

I strained against her grip. Divine muscles locked in place. The throne fought to complete its command. Runes flickered and dimmed. Magic recoiled. So close. So damn close.

And then—with every ounce of will—I shoved my free hand forward.

"Not yours to decide." I growled.

I slammed my palm down.

[Divine Barrier: DEACTIVATED]

A pillar of red light erupted skyward. Olympus trembled.

Far below, the divine gates cracked open. Stormclouds ruptured and reality tore apart.

Nemesis forces poured in. Disciples, archers, spellborn zealots. Divine weapons in mortal hands.

Their forces were entering on a stampede but Athena still didn’t let go.

With a cold precision, she twisted my arm behind my back and slammed me into the marble. Pain flared up my shoulder as I gritted my teeth.

"You arrogant little fool," she hissed. "You’ve doomed yourself—and those who follow you."

She knelt on my back, pressing the Aegis shield against my spine. The divine pressure made my ribs creak.

I could barely move. But I could still speak.

"You’re not... this cruel," I rasped. "You weren’t... that day."

Her silence was immediate—and sharp.

For a second, her grip faltered.

"Don’t," she said flatly. "Don’t bring that up."

I coughed, forcing myself to turn my head enough to meet her eyes. "I wish I didn’t have to. But you’re still in there, Athena. The one who let go, even for one day."

She didn’t speak.

"You remember, dont you?" I said, shame curling in my gut. "You blackmailed me for your not intervention on the war against Athens, in exchange, I left you trembling."

Her eyes narrowed, but her cheeks were pink, like she was blushing. "That was a mistake."

"Maybe," I admitted. "But it happened. And you didn’t stop it. You didn’t want to stop it."

Her grip slackened—but just for a moment.

"And now you’re doing this," I muttered, bitter. "Pinning me to the ground like I’m your enemy. After everything. After I—"

I cut myself off, not because of Athena. But because of Aegle.

Her name pulsed through my chest like a wound. She didn’t know. She still didn’t know.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

"I never meant for it to happen. I was weak," I said, voice cracking. "I betrayed her, the person I love the most, I know. And I hate myself for it. But I still don’t regret it, even if you made me do it and don’t pretend you didn’t feel anything either."

Athena’s silence spoke volumes. Her increasing erratic breathing spoke even more.

For a second, the battlefield’s noise—explosions, divine howls, clashing blades—seemed to mute around us.

"Y-you made your choice, Akhon," she finally said, her voice trembling and sttutering. "Y-you chose a s-side. This war isn’t about f-f-feelings. It’s about order and survival."

I twisted, trying to shove her off. "Then why haven’t you struck me down?"

She didn’t answer, her view wasn’t hard anymore, more like lost.

Her spear was still in her hand. Her shield still pressed against me. But no killing blow came.

"You know they’re wrong," I said. "You know what Zeus is doing, is wrong. This isn’t justice. It’s fear disguised as order."

Her jaw clenched.

"I-I can’t let you go," she said. "But I also can’t—" she broke off.

A shadow streaked past overhead—Eros—followed by Hermes in a sonic boom of wind and golden light. The battle was reaching its peak.

Athena looked down at me one more time. Her eyes, usually steel, showed the faintest flicker of conflict.

"You never should have touched me." She whispered.

"And you never should have made me do it." I replied.

The divine pressure on my back finally lifted. She stepped back, spear lowered—but her shield stayed ready.

"I won’t help you." She said.

"I’m not asking you to," I said as I pulled myself upright, wincing. "Just don’t stand in my way, please."

Her face was unreadable.

Then, with one smooth turn, she vanished into the chaos—toward Zeus.

And I stood there, breathing hard, between a shattered throne and an unconscious Hesperia.

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