บท 10: Chapter 8 ~ Into the Twilight
Kronos POV
Ouranos was cloudless as it is being held up, Gaia rests in her slumber, at peace with herself in the eternal Spring that is the current era, for the Titans and many of the inhabitants of the world it would be a normal day.
Except for the few that is
For some, it was the anniversary of the day a year ago, when the weakened Cannibal King had once more ate another one of his children, his sixth one, a third son that was like all the rest of his siblings a god.
Kronos was just barely clinging to his power from his collapsing reputation.
He made sure the information wouldn't spread, that only the Titans of his Inner Circle alongside Rhea were aware of it, not wanting any ideas of others to form a rebellion, though even now in his paranoia he suspects his brothers and sisters.
Honestly, he knew that the only reason he was still in power was because his siblings feared his Scythe, the weapon created by his Mother, Gaia, to vanquish his father, Ouranus, forcing his father to fade as his essence was scattered across his domain.
But soon that wouldn't be so
Deep in his domain, in the center of his kingdom, his palace, his servants were all watching in fear and confusion as The King of the Titans was laughing.
His mouth was wide open, his eyes were shut, as bellowing laughter left his gullet from his sickly looking body, why?, why was he laughing even in this condition?
Because of his new achievement, his triumph over his firstborn son.
Ohhh how he had regretted the day he swallowed the brat, when he first laid eyes on him, his son, he had already been preparing to throw him down his throat like all the others, what caused him to freeze over to simply watch at the moment and afterwards with fury rip him from Rhea immediately was from what he has felt.
If only he had thrown that accursed babe into Tartarus to rot for the rest of eternity alongside his other brothers and sisters that he had neglected to free.
He never bothered sensing any of his children's power, after the third one he was fully convinced that each of his children will simply be gods and never the titans he wanted to increase his ranks.
But he was forced to feel it that day,…Rhea did not react at all to it, but he most certainly did, the child…that had overwhelming amount of sheer power to it, at that moment, he was sure of it, with no doubt in his eyes that this was the child that would vanquish him.
What followed afterwards was pain, anguish, and unending agony, all meaning virtually the same thing, but he needed at least three words that would even remotely describe the pain that he would feel for several decades.
His skin paled, his bloodshot eyes were dry and constantly itching, he had the constant urge to cough his lungs out until he had to actively stop himself because of the pain, his veins. turned sickly green as they bulged, his ichor whenever it flowed either from coughing it off or from weakened skin would flow black instead of gold.
He could still remember the confusion, his disbelief at what was happening; because from what he understood the prophecy that spoke of his downfall would be through a thousand cuts from one of his children, and not whatever this is.
He was convinced that he was going to die as his strength left him little by little, until he was killed by what was for all intents and purposes a baby without lifting a finger.
…Until it stopped
He was slowly starting to notice the differences each and every day, his skin and his veins were starting to return back to before he ate the wretched child, he could feel his hand once more confidently grip onto his weapon.
He stood up from his throne,…which he has not done many times during his sickness.
He was laughing because he had won, he had managed to force his children to fade, there presence no longer in him, there was nothing to feel as his body was slowly starting to recover.
Oh he would never fully recover from this, too much damage has been done to him, his entire being has been utterly soaked in what can only be described as Death, the utter coldness, the sickening feeling he was forced to consistently feel each and every night when he slept.
But he would recover what he could, he would still be mighty, and most importantly, he would still. be. KING. of the universe.
A Year Ago
Hades POV
I had come a long way since I had arrived here, and far did I come from the weak baby that I was, that was barely struggling to live even under such torturous Existance that was my life.
I felt agony, I felt fear, I felt anger, I then felt hope, I then felt warmth, and I then felt to whatever degree while stuck in a stomach, happy, alongside his siblings.
I have progressed so much to the point I was sure that it would've been unbelievable for a Late Bloomer like myself to have come so far in such little time, were I to start where I should've been, where essentially it would've been heaven, I have instead been given this hell.
Though because of my new family, it was instead a bearable hell, if that makes any sort of sense.
Though I sorely wished my memories weren't that deeply affected by one of my drawbacks, I very much wished that what was just a mismatch of messy moments weren't my memory.
It was slowly coming back, I could remember games, books, and numerous other things in my previous life, but for other parts it was simply incomplete, such as the fact that I had the memory of numerous Kronos' children being eaten…
But somehow not one where the fact that Zeus was going to be switched with a rock, and in hindsight I should've seen this coming as to my understanding the gods had to in some way escape.
I had assumed that Rhea would've had something to do with it in the original myth, but I don't know why I didn't have the memory of Zeus being the guy to do the deed.
As I slowly went back to the group, I held in my hands a blanket wrapped rock that was shaped in the form of a baby, and for whatever reason it had an aura of divinity, it was rapidly fading, but the fact that it was there told me the story.
Many of his siblings were upset that apparently the newest sibling had managed to escape by coming here, Hestia looked annoyed at them as she up handed each of them in the head while she herself looked immensely relieved at the news.
I on the other hand?
I was darkly chuckling
Poseidon was glaring annoyingly at me, "Surely you don't find this situation to be funny? He got away with it completely," he wasn't really angry with me, he was probably frustrated it wasn't him.
I shook my head, "escape? Escape from what? You are already aware of the plan, what would he have escaped from when he wouldn't even be here for an hour," as I raised an amused eyebrow at my only brother.
He had a twitching eye, before he crossed his arms, "it was the principle of the matter that he wouldn't even have the chance to spend the time here,".
Hestia was now looking unamused at her youngest known sibling, he was trying to not meet her eyes, even going as far as showing his back to her.
I chuckled, "anyway,…it isn't the reason that I was laughing," I spoke smoothly, they all looked at me curiously, "it's the fact that mother seems to be fed up with Kronos now considering the switch that she ended up doing,".
They all paused in thought at that
I have a large dark smirk, "which means we can now discard future plans of coming back here to check if we have any new siblings thrown in here, we will simply have to somehow come into contact with Rhea,".
They all looked as if a heavy weight had been lifted after this news, which also applied to myself. None of us wanted to ever come back here, but we would've if we needed to drag out others from here.
They were originally going to escape from here months ago, before they all felt their father's…"activities", and decided to prolong it until after Zeus would have arrived.
It was annoying that they ended up wasting time, but they did gain extra time to polish up their gateway that they have spent so many weeks on perfecting.
Considering that one of us wouldn't be able to perform if Zeus would've arrived we had to work with the assumption that we only had four of us to work with while one would've had to hold onto the baby.
Now that that wasn't a factor…the operation would go a lot more smoothly.
I have gone in the middle while the four other siblings, from Hestia to Poseidon formed a box around me, each a few meters away, as they all held up their arms in preparation.
Immediately four of them surrounding me started pouring in their power to form a barrier, separating me from the rest of the group, I then took my hands, that were surrounded with multitudes of colors, as I thrusted them into the air before me.
Instead of hitting nothing, it was like I cut into the space with my fingers, a bright light that was appearing in the cracked line in the space before me.
Once the first step come through, I held a hard grip onto the edges of the cracked space, and forcibly pulled it to widen up, for the entire person to fit through, I forced the connection to the other end to travel into the other plane of existence, out of the plane of Gaia, and go down, down below, to where the underworld should be at.
As I have gone through it, I have already arrived
I can't say I expected anything better, it was the underworld, it wasn't like there was going to be anything like a Springfield of flowers and bunnies…
The strange part? I felt at home, like I was surrounded by my family and was joyfully laughing, I don't know if this is a good thing or not, though it was probably the former since this was to be what my future kingdom and home would look like.
Then it happen
I was so… unbelievably overwhelmed
Like all of a sudden a dam that was holding back an oceans amount of water back has been completely removed from me, as suddenly my essence, my flesh that was Death was leaking out of me completely out of control.
I felt my Absolute Immortality solidify, where before it was more ethereal in nature where I had to call for it to take effect,…I knew for a fact it will now do that automatically, as it sank deep into my flesh.
I felt my Shakti evolving, to the point where before my Shapeshifting had risen to a new level, where I could now reach far, far deeper within me, and unleash…something, MULTIPLE somethings that felt conceptually heavy.
All of a Sudden, I could see colors I never knew existed, I could hear the smallest of rocks falling from a cliff from tens of thousand of kilometers away, I could taste it in the air, and I could smell just how dead this world is.
I started to scream
I was suddenly in the black void, initially I was scared that I somehow suddenly died, before realizing that it lacked any of the horrifying qualities that the void had in the beginning of this life.
I was surrounded by numerous flames in a circle, each of different colors,…although each felt…far, as if they were out of my reach, except for the two in front of me, one farther away from me than one other.
There were ten of them, though looking at the entirely of the circle that surrounded me I can see that there are two gaps that weren't filled in with a flame.
The closest one was dark Gray mixed with an occasional silver fire, while the other was Purple, the two have several colored threads connected to me.
Actually, all ten flames were connected to me, ranging from one thread to three. Though compared to the two closest, the threads were nearly transparent, almost unseeable.
The grey flame has three strings, it was far more visible than almost all the rest, in fact it was like an extension of myself, as in that is what my body is made up of.
I realized that this was the Aspect of Death, the other was purple and instead had two threads, though one was shining a lot brighter than the other four threads.
While the three death threads felt natural to go for,…I felt that the purple one was calling out to me, a lot more urgently than the rest.
I grasp onto it
Suddenly, I knew that this was the Aspect of Mind, and the pulsing threat was a section of it called Athenian Mind, now within my grasp I could feel my mind sharpening, expanding, and getting clearer, as in my mind was before like the horrible quality of where back in the day computers used to take up entire rooms.
I was back out again,…before where my senses were being overwhelmed to the degree where any normal mortal would've died from getting their brains fried from this much information,…I was slowly acclimating, slowly limiting it to a manageable degree.
I realized through my improved memory that my mind provided that my Divine Senses must've awoken, my body probably very much needed Athenian Mind, to properly work through the sheer amount of information.
Another realization came to me as I proceesed what the fuck just happened to me.
I gave a joyous smile, one that I rarely gave in the past decades that wasn't a smirk or a restricted one I gave to my siblings.
Remember the reason I came here, I turned around, and once more thrusted my hands into space, my fingers deep into the cracks of reality.
I could not believe how easy it felt to do this on the outside of Kronos' stomach I went back to the place I just came out of, and with complete ease opened a bright light portal.
I reached out to the closest source of divinity, moving to the other end of the portal if they were out of reach, as I one by one pulled all four of my siblings into the Underworld with me.
I was vaguely aware that I was currently experiencing some sort of power high, I felt more powerful than anything I ever was in the accursed stomach.
I was also vaguely aware of the expressions on my siblings faces when they froze when they sensed me, there was fear in those expressions over to where I am.
I was no longer the infant that was defenseless like at the beginning of my life, I was no longer the at the most vulnerable part of any Ultima's life.
I have gone past the first stage that is Janma, my infant stage, I was now in my childhood, I was now…more.
I had more I needed to do, but I have arrived at the second stage.
I was now the Ananta of the Deus Ultima Mortem.
My Childhood as the Ultimate God of Death
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