Favored by the Gods**  

The gods have set their eyes on him,  
A soul of fire, bright—not dim.  
Through trials deep and battles vast,  
He walks untouched, his fate steadfast.  

Upon his brow, their favor gleams,  
His mind awake beyond mere dreams.  
With wisdom sharp and spirit strong,  
He bends the tides, he rights the wrong.  

No chains can bind, no storm can break,  
No fear can make his spirit shake.  
For in his hands, the power glows,  
A will unbent, a heart that knows.  

The odds may rise, the dark may call,  
Yet he will stand—he will not fall.  
For gods have whispered in his ear,  
"You are the force that none shall fear."  

Through time and fate, his legend grows,  
A path divine where victory flows.  
Untouchable, he strides ahead,  
A living myth—forever bred.