PancakesWitch

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While there were the six Goddesses, there was also the six Gods. These gods were just as strong as them, and held authority over their own powerful elements…

Oceanus, the Chief God of Oceans, an old man with a figure of muscle and presence. He was strong and seemed even stronger from the presence he amanated. His entire aura emanated the power of oceans and water as his long white beard was accompanied by flashing and bright aquamarine eyes…

Coeus, the Chief God of Conquest and Leadership, sat down on his throne of glory and red light. He looked at his brothers with a smile of confidence and arrogance. He wasn’t particularly graceful compared to the other gods, instead favoring war and conflict. His skin was red like fire, while his long brown beard extended up to his chest. He was bald and filled with scars.

Crius, the Chief God of Constellations, glanced at his siblings with a calm demeanor. A nebula filled with stars shone brightly behind his tall and powerful figure. His body was in fact slimmer and more slender than his siblings, but he was tall just like the cosmos itself atop the heavens. He had no beard and seemed youthful, with long blonde hair and eyes that shone as if his pupils contained many stars in them.

Hyperion, the Chief God of Heaven and the Sun, a tall man with a strong figure. His entire body was covered in muscles, resembling the personification of might like nothing else has been. Atop his head was a massive sphere of plasma flashing with bright red light, emanating sunlight everywhere… he looked upon everyone with a smile. He was prideful, yet he was also friendly. His long red beard complemented the fiery eyes he had.

Iapetus, the Chief God of Death and Lifespan, a mysterious titan. He sat down calmly over his throne of darkness. He seemed unmoving and many would think he was a statue or something. He held a large scythe on his left hand, and was said to be the one that represented death and gave power to Necromancers… he was also the one that’s said to calculate the lifespan of every living being. Nobody could escape him according to hearsay.

And then, there was Cronus, the Chief God of Time, the tallest of all siblings and the one with the highest authority of all twelve. He was the Titan of Time and the one that represented the dread of all-consuming time itself. He was the oldest among the Titans. He was the tallest, most muscular, and most imposing of them all. An illusory aura of time emerged around his body, as if distorting space and time. He also had a short silvery-white beard and long gray hair. Also, his eyes were gray, seemingly still. His expression was as serious as it can be.

“I am glad to have all of you gathered here, siblings,” said Hyperion as he initiated the conversation.

“Hyperion, long time no see,” Oceanus said in response.

“Indeed, it has been a long time, Oceanus- ah, I am sorry for what happened… your Hero must have had it hard.” Hyperion sighed.

“I hope she can recover quickly, Oceanus,” Crius said to Oceanus after.

“I’m thankful for your concern, my brothers. But don’t worry, she ended up with no wounds at all… Theia’s hero protected her… I’m glad nothing happened to her, and now I feel indebted to that hero,” Oceanus told them.

“To think you would get so soft that you would pick such a weak little girl, Oceanus. Even Theia’s pick is stronger than her. I don’t get why you picked a woman, when you could have chosen a strong sailor man instead or something. You just wasted potential with that kid that can’t even defend herself. She’s going to be the first to die when the war begins. Mark my words, brother… right, Iapetus?” Coeus said all of a sudden.

“…I don’t see through the heroes’ shadows of death. But if I look at it right now, I notice that there’s no shadow behind her bigger than your own hero, brother,” Iapetus said in response.

“Ah…” Coeus murmured after hearing that.

“She’s weak because she’s a child, foolish brother. When she grows up is when she’ll bloom in both beauty and strength. Mark my words,” Oceanus said, countering Coeus’ words.

“Well, whatever you say.” Coeus sighed after that.

“Stop talking nonsense for once. We’re not here to compare who’s stronger and who’s weaker. We are here because there’s clearly something happening not just within the demons, but among us, the Gods.” said Cronus, completely changing the topic.

With that, the entire meeting finally began. The four Creation Gods were not present, however, as the job of maintaining the humans and the world was given to the twelve pantheons while the four original gods were… doing something else, apparently.

Cronus, as the leader of all the twelve Titans, spoke first, talking to all his siblings with a strong and intense demeanor. His very presence emanated such a strong aura that anyone that was a simple mortal at his side would suddenly feel that they began to age rapidly, quickly turning into an old person and dying. That was his power.

“As you all know, we are all gathered here because of the peculiar case of a God that was said to collude with the Demon General of Death, Hell, who has finally been defeated by Hyperion’s previous Hero, Allan, with the help of the other surviving heroes,” Cronus said.

“Indeed… that’s what I got from his prayers. The kids are fine as well. Don’t worry about this,” added Hyperion.

“It was said that the God… was able to manipulate space and time. Is this true, brother?” Tethys asked.

“Yes, that’s what I got from him…” Hyperion replied with a nod.

“Anything else?” Theia asked.

“It was said that this entity said that his goals were simply beyond the hero’s comprehension… and that he wanted to get rid of them for a greater purpose,” Hyperion continued.

The gods fell silent as they contemplated what this could mean.

“We’ll begin to look for clues regarding this mysterious God for now, but there are barely any trails left behind…” Cronus said with a sigh. From the looks of it, he was growing restless.

Demons were still something they could handle… but their own kin turning against them? Unpredictability began to emerge in everyone’s futures. After all, not even the Titan of Time would be able to run away from such a problem.

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PancakesWitch

Note that although I am drawing inspiration from Greek Mythology, this is obviously not trying to be accurate at all with it.