Chapitre 2: Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down
(Neoth POV)
The meeting between us siblings wasn't very good. The only one who was happy about another sibling was Hestia, the eldest of the Olympians. I land on the meaty platform they have created and look around. I feel their powers, energies and the quality of their divinities. I look each of them in the eyes and feel them looking at me with both intrigue and caution. I don't say anything. Why should I?
What I can say about them at first glance is ...
"Pityful.", I say with disdain in my voice. To think that they are this weak and just submit to their fate and not train and become stronger.
"Huh?"
"What did you just say?"
"Who are you?!"
"It seems our newest sibling is out for a fight. Let me pummel you, baby brother."
"Hm."
Poseidon, the youngest of the group seems to be the one who thinks he has to set me straight. He is not the most obnoxious, that would be Hera, but he is also very arrogant and thinks himself stronger than he is. Since he is my brother, I will not kill him yet. I allow some of my aura to permeate the surroundings.
A bright light starts to shine on everyone, which seems to hurt Hades the most. Poseidon closes his eyes and falls to his knees under the pressure. To think that they will be arrogant in the future is unexplainable.
"Don't do something, if you can't live with the consequences.", I tell everyone and then walk away. Unlike them, I am clothed in a tunic that is loose-fitting and is held in place by my powers. I am not even registering this as I walk away.
"I will leave here and you either come with me, or you don't. Either way, it is none of my concern.", I tell them. I wait for a moment and when no one says anything I disappear from their platform.
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I am floating in the air above the gastric acid, analysing the 'dimension' I am in currently. I understand how space-time behaves here, but I am interested to see what makes Cronus' power tick. What makes him so powerful and is there a way to abuse this and take it from him? The answer is of course, yes. Everything is possible, if you break it down into manageable pieces. This is no different. Learning how to navigate here was the first step. Now I have options on how to proceed here. I could go up the oesophagus, make my way out the other way, push through the stomach or create a portal that would take me out.
But now that I think about it, there is something I am far more interested in. Cronus is the strongest Titan among his siblings. The weapon his mother Gaia created for him, the Scythe is one of the reasons he was chosen as ruler of the Titans, but he was seriously powerful. So this could provide me with a rare opportunity to be this close to him and take advantage of my 'predicament'. If he has such power, then surely he is willing to give some away, right?
I move some of the stomach wall and force it to change and become a throne. I sit down in it and focus on my task. Now that I have a divinity besides my own innate power as a Psyker, I can push further than ever before. And I was already as strong as a God King before all this when I was a 'human'. I focus on the power flowing through Cronus at all times. Gods and Titans alike don't have a metabolism like humans do. This power flowing through them is what gives their 'blood' the golden colour. Ichor is what it is called. Titans can't be killed completely as after their death, they eventually reform. At least that is what everyone believes.
I sense the power flowing through Cornus' ichor and fall into a deep meditative state. This is important now as it allows me to see everything inside Cronus, but not yet outside of it. His body is a separate dimension, which makes sense as a Titan of time, he affects space as well, creating an entirely new dimension inside his body that is cut off from the normal flow of time outside. So sensing anything happening outside will require deducting multiple time fields and having my senses pass through dimensions ... all in a few days' work.
As I am doing that, I use another train of thought to begin to feel the different energies inside Cronus' ichor. I already know what time feels like, so understanding his divinity of time is an easy thing to do. Divine energy is a potent energy, but very fickle. It feels like the energy is similar to gas, which can escape at any moment if the lid is opened. It can be increased from the bottom, but it can diminish and disappear if the lid is opened. The 'lid' in this case would be the beliefs of others. That is what fuels divinity and gives gods more power. So if people stop believing in Cronus, he will grow weaker?
Partially, because, unlike the Olympian gods, the Titans aren't really dependent on others' beliefs. I don't want to take this away from Cronus. It would be useless anyway. Time does flow differently in this Universe and is more complex than in the Warhammer 40k Universe, but it won't take long for me to be back to manipulating time again. And something as fickle as divine energy is not interesting to me. I want something more permanent.
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I start to feel the vitality or life force, life energy inside the ichor of Cronus and start to draw this in. As a Titan, he should have enormous vitality and energy reserves. Something I will use for myself and grow more powerful. The energy slowly starts to move towards me. I feel it drain from the ichor and then move towards me. I feel like Naruto when he learned Sage Mode. It is similar but different at the same time because this energy will become part of my own and not a temporary state.
I feel the first strands of energy flowing in me and begin to purify it and then fuse it with my own energy reserves. The start is slow of course, but I am getting the hang of it. More and more energy begins to drain from the ichor and I continue the process of purifying it and fusing it with my own. I feel my already ginormous reserves of energy expand even further. I have boundless stamina but this type of vitality is still special and appreciated. I want to not only damage Cronus but also help myself.
There is nothing he can do about this unless he cuts open his stomach and forcefully pulls me out. But that won't happen, I am certain. He will at first feel nothing. then over time, he will very slowly grow a bit weaker and weaker. Because he is who he is, he will think nothing of it and drown his concerns with ambrosia to get drunk. Thinking that ambrosia will heal him, he will continue doing that and hold parties while he is at it, to take his mind off of things. But one morning after the party, he will be incapable of standing up anymore because he will feel weak.
He will lie in bed and get more and more sick. He won't call anyone to heal him ... he is the king of the Titans after all. The ruler of the world, he can't allow himself to appear weak. But that won't matter soon, as he will wither away until nothing is left anymore. And when that moment has arrived, he will be as weak as a normal human and I will then carve my way out of his stomach.
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(3rd Person POV)
What Neoth said happened. He drained more and more of the vitality and energy from Cronus' ichor. Not his divinity, as that was a fleeting thing and not stable. He didn't want that. He wanted to make him suffer for eating all of his children and most importantly for eating him. He processed the energy he absorbed and made it his own. He changed the properties of the energy and after a while, he managed to turn the energy into his own different version of divine energy.
This was revolutionary. Why?
Because divine energy would grow whenever more people worshipped a god. If there were less, then the power and the divine energy would slowly diminish, making the god or Titan weaker. What Neoth did, was something different. Instead of just using the beliefs and worship to have his divine energy increased passively, he took control of the process and turned the energy he was absorbing from Cronus into his own divine power. His divinities of Order and Psionics were growing more powerful and unlike what other gods had, his divinity would not grow weaker if fewer people worshipped him.
That was the power he was slowly acquiring and he was growing more powerful by the day. Neoth had already grown powerful enough to feel the outside of Cronus' body and his senses were growing more powerful, the more he used them and the more he pushed himself. He would never accept limits to himself and he would break all things that stood in his way. Neoth knew about the Fates and knew what they planned for the Greek Pantheon. But he had no interest in that. Even now, he could feel their influence after his senses spread through Mount Othrys. He saw the tapestries of Fate and could interpret the picture.
The Titans' days were numbered and Zeus would arrive in the future to claim the 'saviour' title and then the King title after that. The war would happen, the Titanomachy and the Titans would be imprisoned in Tartarus and Cronus cut to pieces. Gaia was just as much a pawn in the Fates' game as everyone else. But not this time. No, Neoth would take things into his own hands.
Without anyone noticing, a new thread began to weave itself into the tapestry of the universe. It was hidden by all senses and not even the Fates themselves noticed what was going on. Due to this, things began to slowly deviate from the path which was prepared for the world and one event led to another. The rapidly declining health of Cronus, led to the Titans becoming wary of an attack or even a curse from somewhere. They believed that it was their father, Ouranos who had cursed Cornus before his demise and this was the punishment.
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On a remote island, a young god called Zeus was growing up nicely but for some reason, he was missing something. The feeling of loss didn't seem to let him go, so he asked Amalthea and Metis who were taking care of him. They told the barely 20-year-old Zeus about his siblings and the fact that they were eaten by his father. Zeus became angry and he was adamant about saving his siblings. But that wasn't supposed to happen. It was far too soon. Metis was becoming desperate because nothing seemed to work for Zeus. He wanted to go and save his siblings now and no matter what they said, he would go.
So the plan to save his siblings, created by Metis was put into motion centuries before it was supposed to happen. The Fates tried to stop it, but for some reason, their tapestry started to get all messed up and they couldn't get it to stop being in order. Normally this would be a good thing, but there was one problem, it wasn't their order. Something must have happened and the order of the tapestry they thought they had woven, was different now.
Seeing the problem, they decided that halting things was now too late, so instead they began weaving a tapestry which was adapted to the current situation so that the end result would still be the same. What they didn't know, was that their minds weren't acting objectively and that there was another thread which was not controlled by them, dictating the direction and messing up quite a lot of their plans.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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