"I am Masculus Potens, god of manhood and male empowerment," the god said as he rose above the statue, he seemed to be the exemplar of male strength, muscular with a strong face and fierce eyes, he was tall, not just because he was a giant god, but his frame indicated size. While he was not wearing armor, his clothing seemed that of a highly respected military general, he even wore a cape.
He looked down to the people who had entered, about a dozen or so, men and women, they stood in awe of his power, after a few moments of letting them bask in his presense, he stepped towards them and made himself smaller, about the size of a human, though he was still towering over everyone there, he stared them down and walked over to the man and woman in front, Michael and Nathalie, the two defacto leaders of the pilgirms and then stepped towards the Michael, "are you the leader of this band?" as he did that he turned towards Nathalie, "kneel woman!"
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