Welcome to the start of our travel.

Rhea had finally done packing there bags, as she looked at all her children, as she joined them all to travel, Gaea was not coming do to her connection to the earth of the Greek territory, as they walked into the portal, as they did they arrived in a throne room, as seating on a chari was man, he lookee a bit like an older Odin, he was holding q sword had light skin and a yellow - silver hair and beerd, Odin looked at the man

Odin looked at the current king of Asgard. "Father I have returned.... Where is Vili"

The man on the throne, King Bor, glanced at Odin with a mix of surprise and pride, his stern expression softening slightly.

Bor stood up, placing his sword beside the throne. "Odin... my son, you've returned, and with guests from the Greek pantheon, no less."

He looked over at Rhea and her children, his eyes briefly resting on Hades and then Zeus, sensing their power.

"Vili is out patrolling the borders of Asgard," Bor answered Odin. "He will return shortly. But tell me, why have you brought them here?"

Odin stepped forward. "We seek to train, father. The battle for their world is approaching, and they must be ready. I have brought them here to learn from us, to prepare them for the war ahead."

Bor nodded. "I see. The gods of Greece face their own reckoning." He turned his gaze to Rhea. "Lady Rhea, you and your children are welcome here. Asgard is at your service."

Rhea bowed her head slightly. "Thank you, King Bor. We are grateful for your hospitality."

Poseidon was going to speak then he saw a spider on Hades shoulder, as he looked at her charged a bit with lighting ready to kill the spider then hades stopped him

Hades looked at Poseidon. "What are you doing?".

Hera's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Anansi's many arms. "You... you could be the ultimate fighter with those," she remarked, her tone one of both awe and curiosity.

Anansi chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Ah, well, that's certainly one way to look at it," he replied, stretching his arms out in a playful display. "But I prefer to use them for more... creative endeavors." He smiled mischievously. "Fighting isn't always the answer, you know."

Hades smirked at the exchange. "Anansi's strength lies in his cleverness and his ability to weave intricate webs—of both silk and stories."

Hera nodded thoughtfully. "Still, with that many arms, you'd have quite the advantage in combat. I wouldn't mind having such abilities."

Anansi grinned. "Well, Hera, maybe one day I'll show you a few tricks. But for now, I think it's best to leave the fighting to those who prefer it. I find more joy in outsmarting my opponents rather than beating them down."

Poseidon, who had been watching the exchange, raised an eyebrow. "I'll admit, it would be interesting to see what you can do in a real battle."

Anansi shrugged, his smile never fading. "Perhaps one day you'll see. But trust me, strength isn't everything, Poseidon."

As the conversation carried on, Odin's father, Bor, cleared his throat, catching everyone's attention. His voice boomed through the throne room. "You've all traveled far to reach Asgard, but do not forget that this is no place for idle chatter. The realms beyond are vast, filled with both opportunities and dangers."

Rhea nodded respectfully. "We are aware of the challenges ahead, Bor. But we have come here to train and grow stronger. My children have much to learn before they can take on their father."

Bor stood up from his throne, his powerful presence commanding the room. "Then let it begin. You will train here in Asgard first, under my guidance and the eyes of the Æsir. Odin, my son, you will lead them through their trials. This includes your friends." He glanced at Anansi and Metis.

Odin bowed his head. "As you wish, Father."

Hades crossed his arms and gave his siblings a quick glance. "This is only the beginning," he said, his voice steady. "We'll need all the strength we can muster before facing Cronus. But remember, we aren't just training to fight—we're training to rule."

Zeus' eyes sparked with excitement. "Then let's not waste any more time! The sooner we start, the sooner we become strong enough to claim our place."

Bor's eyes narrowed as he looked at Zeus, the young god's eagerness reminding him of Odin in his youth. "Patience, boy. The path to power is not just about brute strength."

Hades interjected before his brother could reply, "Exactly. We're here to gain knowledge as well as strength. That's why we'll be training not only in Asgard but also in other realms. We need to be prepared for anything."

Poseidon, still eyeing Anansi, nodded in agreement. "Fine, as long as we get strong enough to defeat Cronus."

Hades smirked, turning to face his siblings. "Trust me, we will."

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The training in Asgard began the next day. Under Bor's guidance, the siblings and their companions were put through grueling physical and mental exercises, testing their endurance, strength, and intelligence. Each day, the gods learned more about their abilities, with Hades silently leading the way.

Hera focused on honing her control over her divine powers, eager to match her siblings. Hestia, with her natural affinity for fire, trained alongside her brother Zeus, both trying to control the elements they wielded. Poseidon, ever the warrior, learned to balance his raw power with precision, while Metis, Odin, and Anansi worked together to develop strategies and tactics that would complement the abilities of the Olympians.

Despite the seriousness of their training, there were still moments of levity. Anansi, true to his nature, would weave playful tricks into their routines, much to the frustration—and occasional amusement—of his companions.

One day, as they practiced in the fields outside the Asgardian palace, Anansi tripped Zeus with an invisible thread, sending him tumbling into a pile of hay.

Zeus shot up, lightning crackling from his fingertips. "Anansi!"

The spider god grinned, his many arms raised in mock surrender. "All part of the training, Zeus! You need to be prepared for the unexpected."

Zeus glared but couldn't help but chuckle. "You're lucky I like you."

Hades watched the scene unfold, a rare smile crossing his face. This was exactly what they needed—the bonds they were forging now would make them unstoppable. But deep down, Hades knew that the real test was yet to come.

Poseidon then smacked Zues with water. "Hey Lighting is my domain"

Zues just looked at his brother. "And water is mine your point, we are gods we can use any and all domain, God of Thunder, God of water are more title".

Poseidon wiped the water off his face with a smirk. "True, but I'll still be better at using the seas than you will ever be, Zeus."

Zeus laughed, lightning crackling between his fingertips. "We'll see about that, brother. But don't forget, titles or not, we're supposed to be working together."

Hades watched them bicker, shaking his head. "Remember, this is just the beginning. When we face Cronus, you won't have the luxury of playing around with your powers."

Rhea, who had been observing from the sidelines, stepped forward with a gentle smile. "Your brother's right. The day is coming when you'll have to use your strength for more than just sparring. Now is the time to focus."

Poseidon sighed but nodded. "Fine. I'll save the real competition for when it matters."

Zeus grinned. "Good, because I wasn't even trying."

Anansi chimed in from nearby, weaving one of his webs in the air. "You gods and your egos... If only you realized how much more there is to power than just brute force." His many eyes gleamed mischievously.

Hera crossed her arms, watching Anansi carefully. "And what do you suggest, Spider?"

Anansi winked. "Strategy, Hera. Sometimes it's not about who has the most power, but who uses it best."

Odin, standing by Bor's side, added, "Anansi's right. Power without wisdom is nothing but destruction waiting to happen."

Hades stepped forward, addressing his siblings. "Exactly. That's why we're not just here to train our powers but also our minds. The real battle is about outsmarting our enemies, not just overpowering them."

Zeus raised an eyebrow. "And what's your plan for that, Hades?"

Hades' eyes glinted with purpose. "We need to be unpredictable. When the time comes, Cronus will expect us to attack the way he did against his own father. We can't let him see us coming. That's why we're going to take our training beyond Asgard, into realms he never even dreamed existed."

Rhea looked at Hades, her eyes filled with a mix of pride and concern. "You've grown into a true leader, Hades. Just remember that your strength lies not only in your power but in your bond with your family."

Hades glanced at his siblings and friends, nodding. "I know. And that's why we're going to win."

Bor, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke. His voice was deep and resonant, commanding everyone's attention. "Then it's settled. You will complete your training here in Asgard, and after that, the real journey begins. But remember—there are other forces at play in the cosmos. Not all will be friendly to your cause."

Odin gave his father a solemn look. "We'll be ready for whatever comes."

With that, the group continued their training, each of them pushing themselves to the limit. Though they laughed and argued, they all knew that the storm was brewing, and when it hit, they had to be ready—not just as individuals, but as a united force.

The real battle was yet to come, but as they stood together in the fields of Asgard, under the watchful eyes of Bor and Odin, they knew that with each passing day, they grew closer to the strength and wisdom they needed to face Cronus and the world beyond.

The next day Zues raised the water, as he made a gaint water dragon, as then from the sky Poseidon called on the lightning making a lightning dragon

Hastia just saw this and spoke. "Boys"

Hades looked at his sister. "Now all guys are.... Will shit can't say that when I made a shadow dragon as well yesterday".

Hestia raised an eyebrow and gave Hades a look, her lips curling into a small smile. "So, you're no different then?"

Hades chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "Guess not. But hey, it worked, didn't it?"

As the water and lightning dragons clashed in the sky, the air crackled with tension, both literal and metaphorical. Zeus and Poseidon were locked in a playful, yet fierce competition. The sheer force of their power created thunderous waves and storms, shaking the grounds of Asgard.

Hestia sighed. "Honestly, you boys are too much sometimes."

Odin, observing from a distance with Bor, gave a faint smile of approval. "They're getting stronger. But they need to learn control. Raw power is useless if they let it go unchecked."

Hades nodded in agreement, watching the spectacle unfold. "They'll get there. We all will. This is just the beginning." He glanced at Anansi, who had taken a seat on a nearby rock, watching the battle unfold with mild amusement.

Anansi grinned, his many legs shifting as he spun a small web between his fingers. "The show's entertaining, but I wonder—will they be ready when it's not just play anymore?"

Hades turned back to the sky, where the dragons of water and lightning twisted around one another. "They will be. They have to be."

With a final surge of energy, Zeus and Poseidon's creations collided in a brilliant explosion of water and lightning, sending shockwaves across the training field. As the dust settled, both brothers stood tall, grinning at each other.

Zeus wiped his forehead. "Not bad, Poseidon. But I still won."

Poseidon crossed his arms. "In your dreams, Zeus. We'll call it a draw."

Hestia shook her head. "At this rate, you two are going to destroy half of Asgard before the real fight even begins."

Hades smirked. "Then I guess we'd better train harder if we're going to save the other half."

The group laughed, the tension easing for a moment as they enjoyed the brief respite. But beneath the surface, they all knew that the real challenges were fast approaching. For now, the dragons may have been made of water, lightning, and shadows, but soon enough, they would be facing creatures and forces far more dangerous.

And when that time came, they would need to be ready—together.

Hera looked at Odin. "Hey Odin why are weairng an eyes patch"

Hades ears perked up at that, he never asked that question he knew Odin sense child hood and always saw him with his eye patch, even when Odin was 6 he always had one.

Odin looked at her. "Let me show you Hera".

Odin opened his eyes patch as Hara saw it, as she did her faces dropped, as then Odin put back his eyes patch and looked at her.

Hera faces had dropped colours, everyone wonder what she saw.

Hera just spoke as she was shocked. "I know everything and yeat I still don't know anything"

The atmosphere shifted as Hera struggled to regain her composure, her eyes wide with shock. The others turned to her, curiosity and concern etched on their faces.

Odin chuckled softly, sensing the confusion. "It's not what you think, Hera. This is merely a glimpse into the unknown. My eye was given to me by Mimir, the wise one, in exchange for knowledge. The price was steep, but the visions have shaped me into who I am."

Hades, intrigued, stepped closer. "What did you see? What knowledge did you gain?"

Hera shook her head slowly, still trying to wrap her mind around it. "It's not just knowledge... it's the potential future—the paths that could unfold. I saw chaos, destruction, and all of our fates intertwined. It was overwhelming."

Poseidon raised an eyebrow. "And what did you see about us? Is it something we can change?"

Odin nodded solemnly. "That is the question. The visions are not set in stone; they are possibilities. What we do from here can alter the outcomes, but we must be cautious. Ignorance can be a blessing, but knowledge brings burdens."

Hades felt a chill run down his spine. He remembered the heavy responsibilities that came with knowing the future. "So, what do we do now? We can't live in fear of what may come."

Odin clasped his hands together, the weight of his words hanging in the air. "We train. We prepare for whatever may come, knowing that each choice we make shapes the future. We can't control everything, but we can control our actions."

Hestia stepped forward, her determination evident. "Then we stand together. We'll face whatever challenges arise as a family. If there's one thing I believe in, it's our strength when we unite."

Rhea, who had been quietly observing, smiled at her children. "That's right. Whatever we may face, we face it together. With our combined strength, we can overcome anything."

Hades felt a swell of pride and resolve as he looked at his siblings. They were strong, not just individually but as a united front. They were ready to take on the challenges ahead, even if they were uncertain about what lay in wait.

"Then let's not waste any more time," Hades declared, his voice firm. "Let's harness our powers and become the gods we were meant to be. We have a world to protect."

Rhea then relsihes. "How old were you when you got that Eyes Odin"

Odin looked at Rhea. "I was 5 years old"

Rhea then looked at Odin her face going darker. "How old are you"

Odin blinked. "As old as Hades 20 years"

Rhea then spoke. "And you said you had before you meet my son Hades and he never asked... How old"

Odin got a bit more confused. ".. I was 6?, why father allows me.. I don't get why are you asking this miss Rhea?"

Everyone can hear a mother anger, even if Odin was not her child and the greek and Norse had different priorities.

Rhea just did a fake sweet smile. "So where is father right now in his throne room, if so you kids keep Training... I must 'TALK' to him"

The tension in the air grew thick as Rhea's voice dripped with an unmistakable undertone of anger. The other gods exchanged glances, sensing the storm brewing.

Odin, oblivious to the brewing tempest, scratched the back of his head. "Uh, Rhea, I assure you it's not what you think—"

But Rhea cut him off, her tone unwavering. "It's exactly what I think, Odin. You were just a child when you were burdened with that eye. A child! You were manipulated into gaining knowledge you weren't ready for. And you didn't tell my son?"

Odin raised his hands defensively. "I didn't mean to hide it! It just... never came up. Besides, I thought it was just a part of my training."

Hades stepped forward, feeling the need to diffuse the situation. "Mother, it's not Odin's fault. He was just a child, same as us. We're all learning, and our paths have been twisted by fate."

But Rhea shook her head, her fiery resolve unwavering. "It doesn't matter. You kids think this is all just a game, but the gods above and below are playing with your lives like pawns. And if Odin's father thought he could gift his son the burden of foresight at such a young age without consequences, he has another thing coming."

"Where is your father now, Odin?" Hades pressed, trying to redirect Rhea's focus. "We should confront him together if he's the one who allowed this to happen."

Odin hesitated, looking between Hades and Rhea. "He's in his throne room, but I don't think—"

Rhea was already moving, determination etched across her features. "I'll handle this. You all focus on your training. I need to have a word with your father."

With that, Rhea marched out of the room, her demeanor radiating authority and power. The siblings exchanged worried looks, unsure of what Rhea would say or how it would affect their plans.

Hades finally spoke, breaking the silence. "I hope this doesn't escalate too far. We need Odin to guide us if we're going to confront the threats ahead."

Hestia nodded, concern in her eyes. "But we also need to ensure our families are protected. This isn't just about us anymore."

Poseidon glanced at Odin. "Is your father really as powerful as everyone says? Will he listen to her?"

Odin swallowed hard, the weight of uncertainty pressing on him. "My father... he can be unpredictable. He may not take kindly to Rhea's accusations."

Just then, the air in the room grew colder, and a sense of foreboding washed over them. Hades could feel the shadows shifting, as if sensing the tension rising. "Whatever happens, we need to be ready."

With a nod from the others, they returned to their training, but the unease lingered. As Rhea approached Odin's father, the throne room loomed ahead, a symbol of the power dynamics that governed their worlds. Would she confront him with the fury of a mother, or would she find common ground to forge a new alliance? Only time would tell.

As Rhea approached Bor's throne, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. The air thickened with tension, a palpable warning of the confrontation to come. Bor, the current king of Asgard, lounged on his grand throne, radiating an aura of authority that was both impressive and intimidating.

"Miss Rhea," Bor greeted casually, not sensing the storm brewing in Rhea's heart. "What brings you to my throne?"

Rhea's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, she launched into her grievances. "You allowed Odin to be burdened with knowledge and responsibilities meant for a seasoned god. He was a child! What kind of father does that?"

Bor raised an eyebrow, his expression shifting from casual indifference to surprise. "I thought he could handle it. He is destined to be a great king."

"Destined?" Rhea scoffed, her voice rising in frustration. "You've already set him on a path filled with danger and manipulation. You think throwing him into the deep end will make him stronger? He needs guidance, not a mountain of expectations."

Bor leaned forward, a flicker of irritation sparking in his eyes. "You speak of guidance as if you're any different. You were all born into this chaos. We are gods; we thrive in it."

Rhea took a deep breath, trying to rein in her anger. "There's a difference between nurturing strength and recklessness, Bor! You've set a precedent that could cost our children everything!"

As the conversation escalated, the tension became unbearable. Rhea's fury was a storm, crackling with energy, and Bor's own power reacted defensively, the very air vibrating with the force of their clash.

And then, in a moment of overwhelming emotion, Rhea unleashed her rage. A deafening roar echoed through the throne room, and the ground trembled beneath their feet.

"Do you want to see what a real god can do?" she shouted, her voice like thunder. With one powerful sweep of her hand, she conjured an immense wave of energy that surged toward Bor.

For a fleeting moment, Bor's face transformed from surprise to genuine fear. He raised his hands in defense, but the force was too great. As the wave of energy collided with him, it pushed him back, sending him crashing against the wall of the throne room.

The impact was heard throughout Asgard.

And then came a sound that sent chills down the spine of every god present: the terrified scream of a little girl, echoing from Bor as if the energy of Rhea's fury had released something primal within him.

The scream rang out for two long hours, reverberating through the halls of Asgard and echoing into the very earth itself. It was a haunting sound, a mixture of Bor's shock and the echoes of childhood fears long buried. Every being in Asgard felt it—the sheer weight of parental failure, the realization of burdens unfairly placed upon the young, and the unyielding power of a mother's love.

After the echo of that scream faded, Bor slowly stood, visibly shaken and chastened. His expression softened, the arrogance melting away as he regarded Rhea with newfound respect and understanding.

"Perhaps... perhaps I underestimated the importance of childhood," he admitted quietly, his voice laced with humility. "From this day forward, I will not allow my children to undertake quests at such a young age. I see now the folly in my ways."

Rhea crossed her arms, a mixture of relief and resolve in her gaze. "Good. They deserve the chance to grow without the weight of adult expectations crushing them."

As Bor nodded, Rhea turned to leave the throne room, the weight of the confrontation lifting. She had made her point, and now it was time for the others to continue their training, armed with the knowledge that they had powerful allies—and just as powerful a protector—in their mother.

Outside the throne room, the other gods stood silent, absorbing the echoes of Rhea's confrontation. Odin, Poseidon, Hades, and the others exchanged glances, a mix of concern and admiration in their eyes.

"Welcome to the start of our travels," Hades muttered, a wry smile tugging at his lips. "And to the power of family."

As they returned to their training, they knew that the journey ahead would be fraught with challenges, but they would face them together, guided by the lessons learned from their parents' mistakes.

As the echo of Rhea's confrontation faded into the background, Zeus turned to his brothers, a look of wide-eyed astonishment plastered across his face. "Remind me to never make Mother angry... 'EVER!'" he exclaimed, his tone a mixture of awe and a hint of fear.

Hades chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're finally learning, brother. Trust me, the wrath of a mother is not something to be trifled with."

Poseidon nodded in agreement, still recovering from the shock of the events. "I think we've all had enough excitement for one day. I'd rather face a giant sea serpent than deal with that again."

Odin, who had been quietly observing, smirked and added, "At least you now understand the weight of our heritage. It's not just about strength; it's about wisdom and responsibility."

Zeus pouted slightly, his pride stung. "Yeah, yeah. I get it. But can't we just focus on training? I was really starting to enjoy that water dragon thing before… you know."

Hades placed a hand on Zeus's shoulder, his expression softening. "We will train, brother. But we must also learn from our parents' experiences. Balance is key."

As they resumed their training, the atmosphere shifted from tension to camaraderie. Zeus summoned the water once more, creating smaller, playful water sprites that danced around them. Poseidon joined in, weaving lightning into the mix, creating sparks that illuminated the training grounds like miniature fireworks.

"Now this is more like it!" Zeus declared, his earlier fear forgotten as he reveled in the playful chaos. "Let's see who can make the coolest creature!"

Hades conjured a shadowy figure that glided through the air, a mesmerizing blend of darkness and light. "A shadow dragon, if you please," he said with a smirk, his competitive spirit ignited.

Poseidon summoned waves of water that formed into a colossal sea serpent, while Odin, not to be outdone, summoned ethereal ravens that circled above, their wings glistening like starlight.

Laughter echoed through the training grounds, a beautiful melody that resonated in contrast to the earlier tension. As they continued to play and hone their abilities, the bond between the siblings strengthened, each of them growing not only in power but in understanding of their roles within this new pantheon.

Meanwhile, Rhea watched from a distance, a proud smile on her face as she observed her children embracing their powers and learning from the past. It was a reminder that even in the face of darkness and turmoil, there was always room for joy and connection.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in vibrant hues of orange and purple, Hades gathered his siblings. "Let's wrap up for the day. We've made progress, and I think we deserve a break."

"Agreed," Poseidon said, his expression one of contentment. "But first, one more round! I want to see if I can outdo your shadow, Hades!"

"Alright, but don't cry when you lose!" Hades shot back, a playful challenge igniting the competitive spirit within Zeus and Poseidon.

With laughter and playful banter filling the air, the brothers resumed their training under the fading light of day, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them in their travels to come. The bond of brotherhood, strengthened by trials and laughter, promised that they would not face the future alone.

To be continued

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