As he stumbled out of the cavern, Lei Shen grasped at his eyes as the sunlight of day hit him. His eyes burned with pain from the exposure, and his body also continued to ache and seethe with pain – but he had made it.
After he awoke, he found that the storms indeed bowed to him. He could conjure lightning, craft it into weapons, even summon storm avatars – gigantic elemental monstrosities made of pulsing clouds – to do his bidding. He departed from Ra's sanctum, leaving the false god there – LASS had informed him that the Watcher had entered into "long term stasis" in response to the injuries inflicted upon him, but that mattered little to Lei Shen. He had the power now.
As he peered down the rock trail he faced, he saw a camp at the base of the mountain – it was his own. Smirking, Lei Shen peered down at himself – the crystal that he had "salvaged" from the false god peered out of his skin slightly, but not so much as to arouse suspicion. Despite everything, he knew that he could not tell anyone, not even his clan mates or family, what transpired in the Mountain. None would believe that I slew a false god...They would think I killed the real Master.
Staggering down the path, he saw several Mogu peering around the rockface in front of him. Judging from their insignia, they were his soldiers – clearly, Vu was still looking for him. Deciding to approach them with some flair, Lei Shen reached out and marked a spot beyond the group of warriors with his mind – before using his new powers to shoot himself through the sky and land at that very location without a sound.
"Are you looking for me, warriors?"
Startled, the trio of soldiers spun around, letting out roars of anger – which quickly turned into shouts of joy.
"My lord!"
"You live! You live!"
"You emerge victorious!"
With a grin, Lei Shen nodded. "Take...take me back to camp. Gather the rest of the clan. I have news for them."
Lei Shen stood atop a large rock formation, his warriors upon their knees before him. There were hundreds – it was clear that Vu had taken a sizeable portion of his clan's warriors to the mountain in search of him. At his side stood Qon and Vu, who stood with their own heads bowed in respect. The men and women of the clan who gathered here witnessed Lei Shen's new powers – the thunder and storms bowing to him. He conjured storms with a wave of his hand. He created a whip of pure lightning with his fist. He conjured fierce, unceasing storms of electricity with a snap of his fingers. Before long, they had fallen to their knees before him.
"We will call you The Lightning King!" came a shout from the crowd. Turning his head to Vu and Qon, they both nodded in approval towards him. With a smirk, Lei Shen shook his head.
"Lightning strikes in an instant and is over in a flash.." A crash of lightning from one of his conjured storms. "But thunder...thunder!" The roar of thunder emanated from a far-off storm. "Thunder proclaims the coming of the storm. Thunder quakes the sky long before the lightning strikes – and thunder echoes in the hills long after lightning's power is spent."
Raising a hand to the skies, he continued. "It is thunder that sends animals cowering and fills the hearts of peasants with dread." Small jolts of lightning shot towards the sky at his command. "Let thunder be my herald, so that MY power is felt throughout the land."
It was at that moment that Lei Shen decided how he wanted to be truly remembered.
"I will be...The Thunder King."