Jack's plan was unfolding seamlessly. Aetheria thrived under its new governance, and while its people did not yet recognize him as their god, they were beginning to feel his influence in every facet of their lives.
The expansion of his faith was slow, subtle, and undeniable. It started with whispers—soft conversations between friends, sisters, and mothers. The priestesses of the Eternal Flame moved carefully, never forcing or demanding, only offering something irresistible: a sense of purpose, fulfillment, and belonging.
At first, the faith was known but not widely followed. The men of Aetheria saw it as nothing more than another belief system, a minor sect among many. The city's women, however, were drawn in by its growing presence. It was never an open call to all—it was something exclusive, powerful, and meant only for them.
