A Divine Fire.

Humans, beasts, and otherworlders only have the potential to awaken once. It is the destiny of all to awaken once and only once. But there are certain items that can reshape destiny. With these items, one might be awakened twice. 

Information about these items is not public information. Less than 99.9% of everyone on Earth-11 knows about them. It is because those who know about them don't want the information to be known, and those who come into possession of these items rarely live for long. 

These items have a great potential that can be identified by even the most ignorant being. Even an animal would identify such items as divine with a single glance.

Then the cells in their body would roar with a single voice that they must acquire the items. Their existence would hunger for the potential, and they would willingly do anything to acquire the items. 

Now it is Kelvin's turn to acquire the ring of the Paragon. Its benefits were instantaneous. His body became so hot that the ring melted into a thin gold film, which covered his whole body. Then he cooled down.

The gold film hardened after he cooled down. So he became a golden statue of a man admiring his fingers with a wide stupid grin on his face. He couldn't move at all. Both his mind and body had been frozen.

This incapacitation continued until the gold film was absorbed by his body. All the cells in his body had absorbed the ring. This completed his metamorphosis. 

His body had changed after his second awakening. He was no longer white. He was black now. Even the whites of his eyes had become black. His hair and teeth had become black too. 

There was a large golden tattoo of a spiked ring on his right chest, just above his heart. The spikes on the golden ring extended outwards all over his black skin. They formed golden lines that covered his face and hair.

These golden lines weren't just surface tattoos. They went deep into his muscles and bones. They were on his teeth and tongue. They were in his mind and soul. 

Kelvin was still unconscious even after his body was unfrozen. This made him fall down to the ground. The impact of the fall still didn't wake him from the dream he was having. 

His dream was very vivid. He knew he was in a dream, though. He also knew the identity of the person whose body he was in and where the dream was taking place both in time and space. 

He was Icon, and it was 73 years ago. He has just become the first Demigod of Earth-11. The beasts and monsters almost beat him to it, but they didn't have the power of unity of mankind.

A large portion of the population of humans that remained after the apocalypse supported him, so he was able to achieve this great milestone. Now he has finally reached the 100th floor of the tower of Destiny. Now he can repay everyone back for their support of him. 

He looked around the 100th floor to find that he wasn't the only one there. There were others standing there, looking at him. From the look of things, they weren't exactly in the room with him. They appeared to be somewhere else but were using a tear in space like a window to look at him. 

Even though they were not here physically, he could feel the immensity of their existence through the thin veil of reality that separated them. They were tall beings who looked down on him. But he didn't cower. 

One of them spoke, "Welcome, Champion of Earth-11. I am Odin, the All Father from Earth-1."

The others introduced themselves. There was Zeus, Jupiter, Amun-ra, Baal, Amaterasu, Tian, Wotan, Indra, and Coloring. He had never heard of their names, so he didn't much care. 

After they were done introducing their identity and where they came from, Odin resumed speaking. 

"You have reached a great crossroads. The majority of the people of Earth-11 have faith in you, so you get to decide the fate of your world. It is a great privilege and a great burden. But if you do the right thing, you can come out of this stronger than ever. This is why I will recommend that you..."

Icon interrupted the god king. "I don't care about anything else. My job is to cut off Yggdrasil and free Earth-11. That's what I was supported to do, and that's what I'll do."

The god kings didn't like that. They didn't vocalize their displeasure, but their silence was more than enough. Especially with the one called Zeus. Lightning was rippling through his body, and his eyes were glowing with lightning. 

But Icon didn't care. He wouldn't let them tempt him with the promise of power. Too many people had given their lives up for him to be here. He wouldn't disappoint their expectations, so he matched to the center of the room where the weave of destiny stood. 

The god kings watched him go silently. He reached his destination to examine up close. The weave of destiny was a large ball of silver threads. This close, he could events happening to the owners of each thread and even identify the destiny of the person. 

This was his target. He reached out his hand to touch it. But nothing happened. The weave remained whole. 

Odin spoke to him, "What you have before you is the destiny of your whole world. It can not be destroyed so easily. You will need a divine fire to destroy it. Only something of that caliber can destroy something so powerful."

Icon asked with annoyance, "Where do I get a divine fire?"

Odin didn't mind the disrespect. He even chuckled and offered generously, "Don't you have a divine spark within you? You can use it to create a divine fire."

Odin replied before Icon could ask, "Yes, it will cost you your life. You will not survive the process."