athereal
. 2D af.
"Join me, or die."
Cronos may have been a threat to the world, but even he never did the unthinkable. Both Gods and Titans were betrayed by this foolish being, who could have wiped them all out if he pleased. Prometheus was good... Or at least he had good intentions. Alas, the Gods were infantile and revered at the same time. Humans were but cows to them. Prometheus did not agree with this. It was abbhorant. Sick. Disgusting. So he took matters into his own hands.
He gave them "fire", spirit in which to make their own paths and destinies. And, in doing so he created a way for men to become Gods themselves.
This enraged the Heavenly, for if anyone could become a God then what kept anyone from becoming greater than themselves? They were selfish. They were wrong in what they thought... And they were wrong in their next actions.
Zeus and his host descended on the poor Titan and a long waged battle ensued for a thousand days and a thousand nights. Bloodied, broken, and most of their kind dead they won the fight and locked Prometheus away. Within the depths of the underworld he cried out in agony, waiting to be released so he could exact his justice and destroy everything the Gods ever touched and eradicate them.
Unknowingly, the son of Hades' birth was the key in his restoration. As the boy grew, so did the titans power. On his 21st birthday, the titan was finally strong enough to break free, immediately making his way to Olympus.
The time for scorched earth has come.
Cronos may have been a threat to the world, but even he never did the unthinkable. Both Gods and Titans were betrayed by this foolish being, who could have wiped them all out if he pleased. Prometheus was good... Or at least he had good intentions. Alas, the Gods were infantile and revered at the same time. Humans were but cows to them. Prometheus did not agree with this. It was abbhorant. Sick. Disgusting. So he took matters into his own hands.
He gave them "fire", spirit in which to make their own paths and destinies. And, in doing so he created a way for men to become Gods themselves.
This enraged the Heavenly, for if anyone could become a God then what kept anyone from becoming greater than themselves? They were selfish. They were wrong in what they thought... And they were wrong in their next actions.
Zeus and his host descended on the poor Titan and a long waged battle ensued for a thousand days and a thousand nights. Bloodied, broken, and most of their kind dead they won the fight and locked Prometheus away. Within the depths of the underworld he cried out in agony, waiting to be released so he could exact his justice and destroy everything the Gods ever touched and eradicate them.
Unknowingly, the son of Hades' birth was the key in his restoration. As the boy grew, so did the titans power. On his 21st birthday, the titan was finally strong enough to break free, immediately making his way to Olympus.
The time for scorched earth has come.
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