In the hall of Gods, Odin and Yahweh sat stiffly and wore stressed expressions.
=Well, your youngling took long enough to figure it out. I estimated if he didn't come to the conclusion their personalities were being altered by our blessings and Bloodlines soon, he would have spent years in the dark.=
Odin stroked his magnificent beard and turned his good eye towards Yahweh.
*Indeed, he's a bright lad, but he needs to overcome his reliance on his older brother.*
=Aye, the two brothers, must overcome these traits to integrate with what we've given them entirely; if not, then they will become mindless sheep like many before, and what we need now is warriors, not pawns.=