Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

ing, but the more they flowed, the more the skies seemed to respond, opening up their heavens and raining down upon the world.

The patter of rain drops assaulted the wooden cabin and its windows, making it seem like a symphony accompaniment.
The skies themselves felt everything Amphorae felt.
Every bit of anger and resentment threatened to tear space apart.
And yet, the deep and inerasable love that resided within her held it all together.

Thunder rippled through the accumulating clouds, following closely being the golden streaks of lightning.

Never had Dyon witnessed something like this before, but his main focus wasnt the phenomenon.
He had frozen the moment he felt Amphoraes tears moisten his cheeks.
He held her with all his might, afraid that she would disappear if he stopped for even a moment.
He was completely oblivious to what was happening

The golden streaks of lightning grew more frequent, condensing, before striking again with more force.
It was as though every note that refined the strikes of lightning, morphing it molding it

The skies sang with Amphoraes heart, it took only a moment for lightning to learn to strike with only the same intensity and frequency in the heavens as her fingers did on the strings.

In the next instant, the roof of the cabin was torn away by the savage winds, and yet not a single drop of rain fell upon Amphorae or Dyon.
Dyon wouldnt be so nave as to think any of this was because of him There was no doubt that Amphorae was protecting him!

Dyons eyes widened as he finally noticed the skies.
The golden lightning had become a raging dragon that coiled in the air, and its only goal? Them!

The heavens trembled as the dragon charged for the two of them.
Dyons eyes lit with defiance.
He had promised to protect his women, where did this dragon get off thinking it could do as it pleased?!

Dyon leaped from his position behind Amphorae, his wings spreading out as though he was the true deity of the skies.
A roar escaped his lips, tearing through space.

Time seemed to slow.

A man stood in the skies unafraid as a dragon of lightning bore down on him.

A woman say seemingly unknowing of her surrounding, completely engrossed in the music of her heart.

And then, the dragon tore through Dyon as though he wasnt there, charging directly for Amphorae and piercing into her lyre.

Dyon fell from the skies, landing directly before Amphorae as arcs of golden lightning crawled along his skin, rampaging through his body and meridians.

Amphoraes daze slowly faded.
The lyre in her hands had completely transformed, emitting a terrifying golden light.
It had grown to double its original size and its strings sparkled with such a refined light that it didnt lose to the blinding golden light even a small bit.

A moment later, the lyre disappeared, turning into a small golden bracelet that looked like a dragon biting its own tail.
It seemed attached to Amphorae, unwilling to let go.

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