Mehen was born with swagger in his fangs and dominance in his DNA. He’s not the kind of god you pray to—he’s the kind you survive. When the divine order got messy, he sharpened it into a prophecy, threw Ra into a silk ca

ge, and called it fate. But make no mistake: Mehen doesn’t play by the stars, he owns them. Rewrite a sacred scroll? Child’s play. Rig an entire evolutionary prophecy to win your wife? That's just divine strategy.

He’s the villain with a lover’s smirk and the hero of his own myth. He didn’t lose Ra—he loaned her to chaos. But now that Lion remembers and Sovereign’s questioning everything, Mehen’s throne is shaking. He’ll either tighten his grip on destiny or burn the galaxy to make her his again. Spoiler: he’s already lit the match.