Pan the god of the wild and father to satyrs was dying as humans expanded the true wild dwindled he lay on the ground curled up within the Daedalus Labyrinth one of the last places of Wild he looks like a starving man
Pan the god of wild, Shepherds, flocks, rustic music, fertility was withering he had no idea how to fix this a sudden bleat from a lamb caught his attention a young sheep somehow found its way to him
It nudged him with its head pan annoyed try to slap the Lamb on the head only to impale his hand on its tiny horns golden eichor dripping onto its head just look at me a god pierced by a sheep this would not have happened if he wasn't so weakened
He decided to make this sheep a monster to try and reclaim some wild Land and thus extend his death a little longer his divine power floated into and it stood up right and became more humanoid how ever due to his weakened state it was able to absorb the Divine blood he spilled earlier and gained wisdom
Pan exhausted passed out his blood from his hand poured forth and form a Crown the lamb took it and placed it upon its head and wandered away leaving the Dying God
(Lamb pov) I have all this new information and new desire I never had before I clench my fist even dying of God's to have so much power I want it I want this power
I what to ascending to godhood i have vague memories about my past as a normal sheep kept as livestock I saw my parents get butchered i ran and by luck entered the Labyrinth meet pan a tiny bit of divine blood in my body less than even a demigod
I will become a god but how I have an idea what do all gods have in common Divine blood could I steal the trace amount of divide blood from other monsters and replace my mortal blood with it the other things is faith and the domain no god would willing to make it up their domain for me
So I would either need to create an entire new domain for take one that no one wants the Crown a top of my head Whispers rituals and Magic of the Wild i need a name I look down at myself my modesty only covered by wool and some clothes
I need a name that screams power lammy i said with complete confidence i use magic to cut my wool of and make clothes i look down and see my the bell around my neck is still there from when i as a farm sheep i the decided to keep it