The unusually fierce quarrel between the God-King and the God-Queen almost alarmed all the gods in the world. The Twelve Titans once again trembled, feeling a profound fear from within.
The deep pits created by the Cyclopes, and the wails of those forcibly thrown into the abyss, only amplified their terror.
For thousands of years, they had diligently performed their divine duties, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, yet they could still sense Uranus's dissatisfaction with them.
The God-King was so temperamental; when he was happy, he would torment them, and when he was angry, he would torment them even more. If not for the fact that gods could not die, they would have perished a million times over.
But even though gods could not die, they lived in constant unease and worry, their fear of Uranus having become an instinct.
Now, witnessing the fate of the three Cyclopes, they couldn't help but worry about their own future.
Although they didn't particularly like these three monstrous brothers, the Cyclopes' end once again showed them the cruelty and tyranny of their father, the God-King Uranus.
Moreover, no one knew if this might also be their fate.
They could only be more careful, not daring to show any slack, fearing that they might be the next to be cast into the abyss.
And just as the gods were in a state of anxious fear, the great ocean current encircling the world welcomed its first guest in many years.
Taren, who had been in a deep slumber accumulating divine power, was awakened by the fierce quarrel. He witnessed the three Cyclopes being imprisoned and then came to the great ocean current to visit its master, Oceanus.
Oceanus was one of the Twelve Titans. Upon his birth, he divided the authority of the primordial sea god Pontus, and the ocean was split in two.
Pontus remained the lord of the distant oceans, but the great ocean current encircling the world was dominated by Oceanus.
In addition, there was also Tethys, the primordial water goddess, symbolizing springs and rain. She was also one of the Twelve Titans and the wife of Oceanus, the lord of the great ocean current. The two lived together in the great ocean current.
Furthermore, as the world grew larger, the great ocean current encircling it also expanded. Thus, Oceanus was now almost the strongest among the Twelve Titans, having already achieved powerful divinity centuries ago.
In later ages, Oceanus and Tethys together bore three thousand Ocean Nymphs and three thousand River Gods, becoming the source of all water deities.
But now, because Uranus monopolized fatherly authority and forbade the Titan gods from coupling and procreating, there were only the two of them in the vast ocean current.
At this moment, they were terrified and afraid because of the Cyclopes' fate. As the strongest of the Twelve Titans, Oceanus was also the most targeted by Uranus.
He feared that the God-King might appear before him at any moment and imprison him in the depths of the abyss, which made him extremely uneasy.
Upon sensing Taren's arrival, his first reaction was even one of panic, and he even wanted to flee, not daring to meet Taren.
He still remembered the prophecy from a thousand years ago, and he believed his father, the King of Gods, also remembered it.
If Uranus knew that Taren had come to him, wouldn't that imply he was the one in the prophecy who would overthrow the God-King?
Then Uranus would absolutely, absolutely not let him go!
But in the end, he did not flee, due to Tethys's persuasion.
Tethys believed that Taren had already arrived, and whether he met him or not, this fact wouldn't change. Once God-King Uranus found out, he wouldn't let it rest.
Since that was the case, it would be better to see why Taren had come to him and what he had to say.
The two personally received Taren.
A millennium had passed. The once weak God of Prophecy, who couldn't even stabilize his own divine authority, had now grown considerably stronger. Although still not as powerful as Oceanus and Tethys, he had reached the level of a lesser deity.
His appearance, however, was no different from a thousand years ago; he was still handsome and youthful, even appearing gentle and polite.
"Respected Prince Taren, may I ask why you have come here?"
Oceanus spoke first. He was too flustered, feeling a guilty conscience and a fear that Uranus would descend at any moment, causing him to lose his composure.
Taren smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry, the God-King is busy communicating feelings with the God-Queen. It's only for a short while; he won't notice."
Oceanus felt a little relieved, but not entirely, like a startled bird.
Indeed, over the years, he had been tormented by Uranus too many times and had endured too much pain.
Seeing this, Taren sighed and said, "Respected Lord of the Great Ocean Current, Prince Oceanus, don't you think your current appearance is too humble?"
Oceanus gave a bitter smile. He wasn't even in the mood to be angry, his face filled with bitterness: "But what can I do? He... he's too strong."
He didn't even dare to call the other by name, showing how deeply ingrained his fear was.
"Then have you never thought of resisting?" Taren asked.
Oceanus's heart skipped a beat. His greatest fear had come true. He quickly waved his hand and said with a face full of terror, "I dare not harbor any disloyalty; he will find out!"
Taren shook his head. To defeat the God-King, strength was actually secondary. The most important thing was the courage to raise a blade against the God-King.
And this strongest Titan god, Oceanus, clearly lacked that.
However... "You don't need to do anything, Your Highness," Taren said. "You just need to answer me: are you unwilling to continue living this kind of life?"
Oceanus finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a long pause, he hesitantly nodded.
Of course, he was unwilling; no god would be.
"Then you only need to, at the necessary moment, eliminate future troubles," Taren said. "Only you can do this."
Oceanus looked puzzled: "Respected God of Prophecy, what do you mean?"
"You can interpret it as a prophecy, a prophecy about you," Taren said. "Everything begins where it ends. Remember, only you can eliminate future troubles."
Oceanus still didn't understand, but that wasn't important. Taren had already delivered the prophecy, and the gears of fate began to turn once more. He felt his divine power within him strengthening.
After some thought, he said to Oceanus, "If you want to increase your strength, perhaps you can start with procreation."
It is possible for gods to combine to form stronger laws, meaning newly born gods. And with each additional law, the world develops faster, and its rules become more complete.
Only when the world develops quickly and there are more gods will the destiny Taren can see not be like it is now, with only a handful of gods, leaving him, the God of Destiny, with little divine power.
It's still necessary to encourage more births, otherwise, who will build the world? Whose destiny would he, the God of Destiny, control?
Oceanus sighed upon hearing this: "The great God-King monopolizes fatherly authority; we do not have the right to procreate."
Taren looked at him and smiled mysteriously: "It's alright, you will have it very soon."
Oceanus was stunned again, but before he could ask, the weak God of Prophecy had already left, as silently as he had arrived.
But at this moment, Oceanus's heart was churning with turbulent waves.
He dared not even contemplate the meaning of Taren's last words