Mount Dikti – Five Years Later
A boy stood at the edge of the mountain, white hair whipping in the wind like lightning made flesh. His body was young, yeah—maybe ten at best—but there was something wrong with that number, he was actually five. The muscle on him was already sharp, like his bones were forged instead of grown. His eyes—bright, electric blue—stared down at the clouds below like he owned them.
Because he kind of did.
This was Zeus.
Well… now Zeus.
Before this life, he was someone else—someone from another world. Regular. Mortal. Boring. He didn't know how or why, but waking up sucking goat milk in a cold cave wasn't exactly on his bucket list. For weeks, he thought this was some weird medieval magic fantasy world.
That is… until the nymphs called him Zeus.
And then everything clicked.
"Oh," he had whispered. "I'm that Zeus."
King of Olympus. Lightning god. Beard guy.
The one who overthrows daddy dearest and takes the universe by storm.
At first, he didn't know how to take it. Should he follow fate? Or just chill and live his second life milking goats and roasting fish?
But it didn't matter. Not really. Because as long as Cronus still breathed, he'd always be a threat. And deep down, Zeus knew—he wasn't built to play it safe.
So, the moment he could walk, he started training.
Punching boulders. Running cliffs. Meditating under waterfalls.
(Okay, that last one only lasted three minutes. He got bored.)
But he didn't stop.
And one day, just after nearly zapping a tree by sneezing too hard—
[DING!]
A floating screen popped up in front of him.
OLYMPIAN CODEX SYSTEM v0.1
— Welcome, Zeus —
Initializing Divine Interface…
Checking Faith Resonance…
Status: Stable
Divine Tier: [Fledgling Deity]
Current Realm Influence: 0.7%
System Features Unlocked: [1/12]
He blinked. Then blinked again.
"…What the hell is this? Tutorial Mode: Godhood?"
He tapped the screen. It reacted.
[OPEN STATUS TAB]
Name: Zeus
Title: None
Divine Tier: 1 (Fledgling Deity)
Faith Level: Local (10 Nymphs, 2 Spirits, 1 Goat)
Divine Power: 8/100
Skills:
Lightning Flicker (Lv. 1) – Occasionally zaps things when emotionally unstable.
Thunder Shout (Lv. 1) – Causes minor tremors in nearby wildlife.
Smite (Locked)
Aether Control (Locked)
Call of Olympus (Locked)
Realmcrafting (Locked)
Pantheon Command (Locked)
Ascendancy Mode (Locked)
Zeus squinted at the screen.
"Wow. My power level is just slightly above a slightly angry toaster."
He scrolled.
"Oh look, I have ten believers. Half of them don't wear clothes and the other one is a goat. Very impressive. Truly divine."
He tapped the Lightning Flicker icon.
A jolt popped out of his hand and zapped a nearby rock.
It exploded.
"…Okay. That was kinda cool."
Then he grinned. That wild, confident grin that didn't care if he was a kid, didn't care if he was outclassed, outnumbered, or fated to die in some prophecy-fueled war.
Because now?
Now he had a system.
"Alright, Cronus. Keep breathing while you can," Zeus muttered, stretching his arms. "But just so you know… your kid's got cheat codes now."
And above him, clouds started swirling.
[MISSION UNLOCKED]
"Awaken the God Within"
– Reach Divine Power Level 20
– Unlock Skill: Smite
Reward: Weapon Slot Activation, Divine Armor (Tier I)
Zeus cracked his knuckles and turned to the forest.
"Time to go find something stupid and punch it."
The Titan's Court – Mount Othrys
The doors of Rhea's chamber slammed open.
Out stepped Cronus, King of the Titans, ruler of the world, and god of time itself.
His face was carved from stone, sharp lines etched deeper by years of silent frustration. His golden eyes were cold, and his steps were thunderous, like time itself was stomping through the palace.
He didn't say a word. Just clenched his fists and walked.
The guards bowed low. None dared meet his gaze.
From behind the stone pillars, the wind shifted—and a familiar voice broke the heavy air.
"Rough morning?"
Cronus turned his head just slightly.
Standing with arms folded, calm as a still ocean, was Oceanus—eldest of the Titans, draped in robes that shimmered like flowing water.
He raised a brow, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
"If I were Rhea, I wouldn't let you lay with me either."
Everything stopped.
The birds. The breeze. Even the sunlight seemed to hesitate.
Cronus turned fully now, his expression darkening like the sky before a storm.
"Watch your words, Oceanus."
Oceanus shrugged casually, stepping forward.
"I mean, really. You swallowed all your kids. What kind of pillow talk is that? 'Hey darling, remember our son Hades? Yeah, he's somewhere in my spleen.'"
Cronus's face twitched.
"You think this is a joke?" he growled. "A prophecy was spoken. One of my children will rise against me. I did what had to be done."
Oceanus tilted his head.
"And in doing so, you guaranteed it."
That hit. Cronus's hand twitched toward the blade at his waist, but Oceanus didn't flinch. His voice stayed calm, rippling with quiet wisdom.
"There are better ways to keep your children from killing you than eating them, brother."
"Like what?" Cronus snapped. "Coddling them? Letting them grow, train, and one day slit my throat in my sleep?"
Oceanus sighed, rubbing his temples like he'd had this conversation too many times.
"You could guide them. Teach them. Make them loyal. Not afraid. You rule like the end is already written—and that's exactly how you bring it closer."
"Don't lecture me on fate," Cronus snapped. "I crushed Ouranos with my own hands. I made this era."
"And you'll bury it just as fast if you keep ruling like your father," Oceanus said, voice sharp now.
The air between them cracked, tense and ancient.
Then, without another word, Cronus turned and walked away, cloak dragging behind like a curtain of dusk.
Oceanus watched him go, eyes unreadable.
"You've set the clock ticking, brother," he muttered to himself. "And time doesn't serve you anymore. It never does."
Far above Mount Othrys, the sky rolled. Clouds trembled.
A distant storm was forming.
And far away, deep in the heart of Crete, a boy with lightning in his bones was training to end the age of Titans.