Many experiences the dreams of the keepers had brought forth. As he was floating he had been witness to order being regulated on the micro level. While the keepers had some unnecessary fun on their exploits their actions has been of the true order and Phyra was blissful of his creation.
Until...
The dream warped and changed, vines and poison smothering his dream, Keepers dying by being glued and poisoned, crushed by guardians and corrupted by {...}. The horrible nightmare was topped of by gates to the primrose opening everywhere on Gaea. Disruption
Phyra shivered and winced.
Disruption on such a massive scale, 5 writhing snake monsters, Orouborus... a strong Orouborus that had split in 5 accompanied by hordes and hordes of abominations.
Through the eyes of all keepers his nightmare continued. The Roost, the tree and Arsenal where getting demolished by these Demigods. Panic, loss of lives, and the collapse all the systems he had built around them. Phyra shook away from the Nightmare.
His mood was grim. His keepers had failed him, he couldn't even rest for 2 ages without those other gods meddling and destroying what he had established.
Reclaim as Phyra
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