After Cronus Fell
The storm didn't stop.
It screamed louder.
Because the King of the Titans was down… but his army wasn't.
From the broken hills, from the cracks in the earth, from the black clouds above—Titan beasts and loyalists rose like an ocean of wrath. The ones too stubborn to kneel. The ones too proud to stop. They marched now, screaming in old tongues, led by surviving Titans whose names hadn't yet fallen to silence.
But Zeus didn't wait.
He stood above the crater, chest bare, blood running from his side, sparks still hissing around his arms. The broken sky mirrored his eyes—burning, flashing, raging.
He raised one hand.
The clouds split wide.
A hundred bolts fell at once—like rain if rain was made of judgment.
Titan soldiers evaporated in mid-charge, their bones turned to ash before they could scream. But Zeus wasn't done.
He stepped forward.
The ground cracked.
[Skill: Heavenbreaker]
