Waste Of Potential

The first god of Trion had fallen, not with a bang, but a quiet sigh.

Rowan paused for a single second as he mourned for this god, not because he was once his family, but because of how much his potential had been stifled. The difficulty of killing Boreas came not from his strength but from seeing such great potential go to waste.

Killing Boreas was easy, he was a child stuck in the body of a Titan, given weapons of unimaginable powers yet still too ignorant to wield them and understand his true nature.

He was never allowed to grow, to reach outside the universe and understand his abilities, like Rowan before he escaped the Nexus, Boreas had been kept in his crib and was made to rule a small patch of land, his potential squandered.

Nothing was tying the gods of Trion to this universe except ignorance, and if Boreas had utilized even a single percent of his innate potential Rowan would have found it impossible to kill him in the form he was in now.