The Sanctum Aeterna stirred.
Not from wind. Not from voice.
But from presence.
The pillars, those holding galaxies in stillness... shivered.
The mirror-sky beneath the gods' thrones rippled with unseen pressure.
And the gods… paused.
Even Zeus, seated upon his throne of clarity, opened his eyes slowly.
Because he had arrived.
A pulse of silence swept across the room as Taufik walked through the open Gate.
He wasn't cloaked in lightning like Zeus.
Nor did he burn with the solar grace of Amaterasu.
There was no divine hymn announcing him. No radiant glow.
He came with nothing…
…except the crushing weight of intent.
Each of his footsteps echoed not like sound, but like truth being rewritten.
Odin blinked.
Brahma closed all four eyes at once.
Ra exhaled like a dying star.
Even the Outer Ones, watching from their veil-bound thrones, seemed to tighten, their outlines trembling at the edges.
Not in fear… but in acknowledgment.
Taufik stopped in the center of the room.
