The wind howled across Mount Olympus as we took our rightful place upon its peak.
Our new home our fortress stood tall and defiant, its marble pillars glowing with divine light. From this height, we could see everything. The lands of mortals far below, mortals that didn't exist yet. The clouds rolling beneath us. And in the far distance, the shadowed outline of Mount Othrys, the seat of our enemies.
The Titans.
Kronos.
Our father.
We had taken Olympus without bloodshed. The mountain had welcomed us. As if it remembered a future yet to come. A place built not by Titans, but by those meant to replace them.
But peace would not last.
War was here.
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ZEUS pov
I stood on the highest peak of Olympus, the Master Bolt humming in my hand. Lightning crackled around my body as I stared across the gap at Mount Othrys.
Kronos.
Even now, I could feel him. A presence of time and hunger, not as old as the sky or the sea but incredible powerful. Even the air distorted around his mountain.
I raised my hand.
"Now."
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POSEIDON pov
The Hecatoncheires moved first. At my command, the hundred-handed ones stood on Olympus' lower slopes and hurled massive boulders through the sky like a living siege engine. The missiles arced across the clouds and crashed into the foothills of Mount Othrys.
Thunder boomed. Dust rose. The Titans would answer soon.
But I would not be there to greet them.
My place was in the sea.
I dove into the waters, my trident humming in my grip. The ocean embraced me like an old friend. Below, monsters stirred. Beasts with fins and fangs. Titans who had ruled the deeps before the world had form.
And one of them stood against me.
Okeanos.
Old. Vast. Powerful. The titan of all oceans before I had even been born.
We met where sea met sky.
"You are but a child," Okeanos rumbled. "You think yourself lord of these waters?"
I didn't answer.
Instead, I struck.
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HADES pov
The Cyclopes charged behind me, their war cries shaking the ground. I led them across the plains beneath Olympus, where the first wave of Titan loyalists had begun to form ranks.
They outnumbered us ten to one.
But we had fury.
And weapons forged by hands that had been chained too long.
I struck first, driving my blade through a Titanspawn's chest. The Cap of Invisibility shimmered as I appeared beside their commander and dragged him down into the earth with a whisper of death.
My army followed.
I didn't need to win. I just had to hold the line.
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DEMETER pov
They didn't expect me to fight.
They thought I was the gentle one. The quiet one. The one who nurtured, not destroyed.
But life and death are twins.
When the Titan foot soldiers crested the southern slope, I raised my hands to the sky.
The earth answered.
Vines the size of tree trunks erupted from the soil, grasping and constricting. Flowers bloomed with poisonous spores. Trees rose and twisted into weapons.
They screamed.
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HESTIA & HERA pov's
"Demeter…" Hestia whispered, wide-eyed as a wall of thorns impaled a dozen Titanspawn.
Hera stared, her lips pressed tight. "She was never that strong in the belly of Kronos."
"She's always been strong," Hestia said, smiling faintly. "She just never had a reason to show it."
Hera said nothing.
But her eyes never left Demeter.
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POSEIDON pov
The sea boiled around us. Okeanos wielded waves as wide as mountains, crashing down with the weight of eons.
I countered with precision. With focus.
Every ripple listened to me. Every current obeyed. Where he threw chaos, I answered with control.
He surged forward, forming a whirlpool that threatened to crack the sea floor.
I raised my trident.
A pillar of water erupted beneath him, lifting him high, then slamming him back into the deep.
"You think age grants you rule?" I called. "The sea belongs to those who move with it."
We clashed again. And again.
Until finally, it came to something akin to a tug-of-war.
He pulled with ancient force.
I pulled with everything else.
With change. With fusion. With growth.
And I won.
Okeanos sank into unconsciousness, the sea accepting my victory.
The monsters retreated.
The ocean… was mine.
But I could feel it now.
Through the water, I sensed the battle above.
It wasn't going well.
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ZEUS pov
Kronos met me in the storm.
His scythe sang through the clouds, cleaving lightning itself.
We fought in the sky, titanic blows shaking the heavens.
I struck with the Master Bolt, and he grunted. He lashed out with time-warping strikes that aged even the clouds around us into dust.
He was powerful. Far too powerful.
But he hadn't killed me.
And I hadn't killed him.
It was a draw. A stalemate held by raw fury.
But I could feel it: I was buying time. Time for the others.
Time for us to change the war.
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HADES pov
My Cyclopes were beginning to falter.
Too many enemies. Too few allies.
I appeared beside one and shoved him aside before a spear could take his head. He nodded, then fell again into the fray.
We needed support.
Or we'd be overrun.
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DEMETER pov
My plants were burning.
The Titans had learned. Fire. Acid. Destruction.
I gritted my teeth and summoned more.
But I couldn't hold forever.
Even the earth had limits.
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POSEIDON pov
I burst from the ocean like a god reborn, water spiraling around me in a massive whirl as I landed on the edge of the battlefield.
With just my arrival defeating dozens of enemies.
But that didn't matter.
I could feel it.
My siblings needed me.
And the tide was about to turn.
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Thunder cracked.
And as I ran through the battlefield, trident ready, I saw it:
A figure approaching Olympus and thus my sibling and our stronghold.
Atlas. A general of Kronos
Behind him, three more Titans.
And Kronos was laughing as if he had already won even though he was still clashing with zeus.
To be continued.