Envy couldn't help but covet what others possessed.
Even when logic said to refuse, even when wisdom counseled patience, even when every rational thought screamed to reject the offer...
His very nature demanded he reach for what he couldn't have.
But before Elysande could process that revelation further, before her thoughts could arrange themselves properly–
Envy's voice resonated across the realm again, this time stripped of the earlier amusement.
"Did you know..."
The words emerged almost conversational despite the weight they carried.
"Before me and my brothers rose to power, before we claimed our Thrones and our titles and our dominion over realms..."
A pause, his presence shifting somehow.
"Time and time again we heard the legends."
Another pause, heavier than before.
"Whispers of the fall of the God's Era, stories of the aftermath when the GodKings lay scattered across existence..."
The crown gleamed brighter, dark light intensifying.
