tis reads the primordial book: When Cronus defeats Uranus. But Uranus is a primordial who can rise again, and killing him is impossible without primordial energy. So, Cronus cuts him into 100 pieces that convert into navy blue pearls, known as sky pearls.
These pearls are the inheritance of Uranus, the primordial sky. Each pearl carries a portion of divine essence and knowledge of sky divinity. If any being successfully absorbs a sky pearl, they gain imnse power. These 100 pearls are scattered across the whole universe…
As tis is about to close the book, a folded paper drops out. She unfolds it and sees a map of the world with a circle on it that is located at the highest peak of the mortal world.
'Hmm…this seems like a treasure map. It may be the location of a sky pearl.'
As tis is about to fold the map, she sees sothing written on the back:
Rule 1: Never go in a group.
Rule 2: Never ever touch anything.
Rule 3: Only those who are compatible with sky godhood can gain the Uranus inheritance.
She flung the book "Tch…This is of no use to . Only those beings are compatible who have related divinity." tis is completely enraged and irritated by the unfairness of the world, fate and destiny. For a mont she thought she had found a way to beco strong; now, fate has thrown cold water on all her dreams. Strength is the one thing she lacks.
"This inheritance is also set up for Zeus. Just why does the world completely take his side and give him opportunities in so way? Why?" She looks upward and yells at the sky, but no response cos.
After so ti, she cools down and collects her thoughts and the information she has recently gained, planning for the future. 'Current Zeus is not strong enough to defeat the Cardinal Titans. If I want to be queen, then Zeus has to be strong enough to defeat Cronus, and at the sa ti, I have to instil a sense of debt in him. So, he will still be my puppet even after he becos powerful.' She looks at the green potion that is placed on the table. 'This will work.'
tis opens the green potion and a fizzing sound cos out from the vial. tis gulps it down and steels herself. She drops the acid on her body and the book.
"Ahhh!!"
tis's skin burns and she screams loudly, quickly throwing the vial.
Due to her scream, Zeus and Leto quickly ca to her room. When they see her burned skin and hear her screaming, they are horrified.
Zeus quickly cos to her and uses his divine energy, but it is of no use. Then he takes out the last vial of high-potion which Amalthea gave him. He pours the potion on tis's burned skin; then her pain relieves, her skin rejuvenates at visible speed, and her breath becos stable. After so ti, tis recovers fully.
tis was on the brink of death; if Zeus had not used the high-potion, then tis's death would have been confird.
Zeus is sad and a little angry seeing his lover in this state. "Who did this?" he asks tis.
"I-I touched the taboo," tis says while hiding her eyes and putting on the most miserable face she can.
"Why?"
"B-Because…I-I want you to…beco the strongest." She gives the map to Zeus with her shaking hands. "G-Go there…and take…the…inheritance of…U-Uranus. And beco…king."
Zeus's eyes widen; he is totally shocked by her sacrifices for him. 'She risked her life for .' "I promise you, tis, I will beco king and no matter what others say or do, you will be my queen." He takes the map and carries tis to the bed.
He turns to Leto. "Leto, please take care of her."
Leto nods and Zeus leaves the place, flying to the location the map shows.
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Deep within the highest peaks of the mortal world, untouched by ti, hidden above storm clouds and divine sight, stands an ancient temple.
It is crumbling, wild vines overtaking its golden columns, but at its heart, it radiates power. This is Uranus’s final altar, left as it was after his fall none dare to enter, not even Cronus, out of fear and reverence for the Sky Father.
Divine artefacts, radiant with celestial energy, lie scattered around like discarded relics of a lost age.
And at the centre of the temple, on a floating pedestal carved from the sky itself, hovers a sky-blue pearl.
But this is no ordinary gem. It is a fragnt of Uranus’s divine essence, a concentrated essence of the Sky, filled with boundless power and knowledge.
As Zeus approaches, drawn by the resonance between his godhood and the fragnt, the pearl pulses and without warning, it sucks him in.
His vision goes black.
Then a blinding light.
Before him, seated on a throne of stars and wind, is a being so vast, so overwhelming in presence, that the air trembles. He is Uranus, the Primordial Sky, the King of the Cosmos before the age of the Titans.
Zeus drops to one knee instinctively, showing rare respect.
Uranus, his glowing eyes like twin galaxies, gazes at his descendant.
“You are bold… and blood of mine. But still too weak to strike down that foolish bastard.”
Zeus clenches his fists but holds his tongue.
“Yet you are compatible with my domain. You carry the ambition, the will, and the storm within. Then I shall grant you a part of my power…and knowledge of where the rest of my fragnts lie across the realms.”
He raises his hand and sends back Zeus.
"Hmm…This vessel is highly compatible with . If he can absorb 50% of the sky pearls, then I can take control of him."
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Zeus awakens back in the temple, his knees buckling, eyes wide. Then it hits.
A torrent of divine power surges into him from within, as if the sky itself is being poured through his every pore.
Golden blood oozes from his eyes, ears, and mouth; his veins burn, his bones crack, and every fibre of his being is rewritten by the knowledge, strength, and experience of Uranus.
He roars in agony. But he does not break.
When the storm settles, he stands taller, prouder, heavier with divine presence.
His strength now surges at the very peak of a High-Level God, just one breath away from becoming a Chief God.
Following the visions gifted by Uranus, Zeus sets out to recover the remaining fragnts:
He dives into the depths of the ocean realm, the abyss where light fears to reach. In this abyss ocean, there is a ruin which is guarded by a giant sea serpent. Zeus fights with him for three days and nights and finally subdues him with his force. Then Zeus takes out a sky pearl from his heart and finds three sky pearls in the ruin.
He goes to a dense forest where another ruin is situated, guarded by a behemoth. He ends the behemoth in one swing of his sword and cuts it into two pieces. He finds one sky pearl inside the behemoth and two other sky pearls in the ruin.
After that, he finds one sky pearl in the volcano which is situated near Tartarus.
And two other sky pearls he finds in the core of the twin nova stars which orbit each other.
He finds a total of nine fragnts scattered across creation. And 90 fragnts remain to get the complete inheritance of Uranus, but Uranus does not give any information about where the 90 fragnts are.
Zeus leaves the other 90 fragnts for another ti. Now, he focuses on the nine sky pearls. He infuses his divine energy into them. They all radiate with navy blue radiance.
Each one rges into him, expanding his soul and tightening his grip over the sky’s laws.
He becos the new God of the Sky, a Chief God, sovereign of storms, clouds, lightning, and the vault of heaven.
The long-awaited day has arrived.
On the Isle of Crete, under the watchful eye of fate itself, the key players gather in secret. Each one is a thread in the great tapestry of revolution.
Zeus, the rising sky god and chosen heir to rebellion.
tis, the cunning goddess of wisdom, whose mind sees beyond power.
Rhea, mother of the imprisoned gods, bearing the weight of grief and resolve.
Protheus and Epitheus, the twin brothers—one a seer, the other a loyal companion.
Leto, the calm goddess of twilight, whose loyalty to Zeus remains steady.
Today, they will begin the process to free Zeus's siblings—those swallowed by Cronus: Hestia, Deter, Hera, Hades, and Poseidon.
tis, with her sharp mind and resources plundered from the ruined temple of Uranus, has crafted three powerful potions, each unlike anything brewed before:
1. Potion of Weakening – saps the divine strength of even the strongest gods
2. Potion of Fortification – secretly boosts the divine energy of the target for escape.
3. Potion of Purging – a vile concoction that, once consud, would force even a Primordial to vomit.
Each potion is mixed with incense of the four realms—sky, sea, earth, and underworld—amplifying their effects beyond the known limits of divine alchemy.
The plan is deceptively simple:
Rhea, Cronus’s queen, will serve him ambrosia and nectar laced with the three potions.
At the peak of the potion’s effect, Cronus will weaken and be forced to vomit his long-imprisoned children.
At that mont, Rhea will open a divine portal, and Zeus will stall Cronus, giving the others ti to escape.
It is risky, but carefully calculated.
But just as final preparations are underway, the air turns cold. Space shivers. And a black portal tears open in the sky.
Out steps Hecate, cloaked in midnight shadows, her presence unsettling even among gods. Her purple eyes glint with secrets, and her steps are silent yet sovereign.
The others especially Protheus, Rhea, and Leto are tense instinctively. Even tis narrows her gaze.
But Hecate only smiles.
“Do not raise your guard, gods of Olympus. I co not as a threat… but on behalf of the Night Primordial.”
Her words cause the divine assembly to pause.
The Night Primordial?
She extends a slender hand, offering a fourth potion, glowing light blue, humming with deep energy.
“This… is a dizziness elixir. Subtle. Invisible. Devastating. Mix it with the others. The result will weaken Cronus enough to confuse his senses and delay his reactions. But do not fight him. Lady Nyx's command is simple: ‘Escape now. Fight later.’”
Zeus, ever the bold one, steps forward.
“If Cronus will be that weakened… why not strike now? Why not end him while he’s vulnerable?”
Protheus whispers in Zeus's ear, "Prince Zeus, don't try to pry into her matter. She is Hecate, the Witch of the Crossroad. An entity who once fought with Cronus on equal terms, even when Cronus was a low-level god king and she was a low-level god chief."
Zeus's eyes widen at her identity and her strength.
Hecate’s smile doesn’t waver, but her voice turns sharp, laced with truth.
“Prince Zeus, your courage burns bright… but your eyes are still new to true power. You underestimate your father.”
She steps closer, shadows flickering around her.
“Cronus is not just a Titan. He is the Titan King, a slayer of Primordials. A being who once forced even the heavens to bow. That battle was centuries ago... and since then, he has only grown stronger.”
Her eyes darken.
“Even now, Primordial gods whisper his na with caution.”
Silence falls across the grove.
No one speaks. Even Zeus lowers his gaze, his mind racing with a newfound weight.
This is not just a heist to rescue siblings. This is the first step in a cosmic war.
One that will require not just power… But patience, cunning, and unity.
And on this day, the seeds of rebellion are sown not with thunder, but with poison, strategy, and a mother’s quiet vengeance.
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