He didn’t fall.

He made a choice.

Before the ruin… before the fire… before the world learned what it meant to break—

Marcus stood among the divine.

Not beneath them.

Not beside them.

Above.

Power was not something he sought.

It was something he was.

Unchallenged. Unshaken. Untouchable.

But even gods are not immune to choice.

And some choices do not shatter quietly.

Some choices burn through everything they touch— through realms, through fate… through the very fabric of what was meant to be.

No one speaks of the moment it happened.

Not fully. Not truthfully.

Only whispers remain.

Of a decision that fractured more than heaven.

Of a will strong enough to defy eternity itself.

Of a fall that was never a fall at all…

but a descent chosen with open eyes.

And when he crossed that line—

when he stepped beyond what even gods feared to touch—

Everything changed.

Everything burned.

And the world has never been the same since.

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