6-weak siblings

Looking around from my personal crater, I see Zeus and my siblings still busy with the Gigantes, the Titans soldiers. The Gigantes, who I thought came after Zeus usurped Cronus and ruined the world a few times due to negligence, causing Gaia to give birth to them to kill the Gods. However it appears that the Gigantes in this reality are just 2 storey tall giants with dark, ashy skin, with their only armor being an extremely durable helmet and weapons being made of Celestial Bronze, strong enough to kill us Temporarily, until we're reborn; but not magical enough to have the ability to fragment/ destroy our souls.(Gods and Titans, when killed their, souls escape their body and after hundreds of years are reborn by the natural world)

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The Gigantes value quality over quantity but still there are thousands of them. Their tactics amount to blitzkrieg, charging at the enemy as fast as you can, however once they get close enough they attack with perfect coordination and ruthless efficiency.

My siblings are currently being swarmed and due to their inexperience are failing to stop the onslaught.

"Hades, a little help would be nice!" Hera calls out wishing this to be done with; however defying her hopes I ignore her, instead focusing on how they're fighting.

Zeus is just spewing lightning and calling thunderstorms that kill patches of Gigantes but nothing big enough to do lasting damage. Poseidon is using earthquakes and tsunamis to wipe out large swaths of enemies, but his quakes hold no punch, and waves no edge only causing the weakest of the army to be killed. Hera is just cursing the entire army with weakness and fatigue, barely effecting their immortal physique but delaying their charge and attacks nonetheless. Hestia is summoning columns of orange fire and throwing waves of red fire with the wave of her hand disintegrating those that come too close but not concentrated enough to kill more than 3 or 5 at a time. Demeter was the most efficient one of the bunch, summoning vines to bind them and using thorns to suck out their vitality, although slow, it does have the biggest area/damage ratio covering large swaths of land. As I finish with my assessment of their abilities I sit on a rock and just chill. They got this...I think.

You might be wondering why I'm not being attacked, well it just so turns out that my very presence radiates fear, though it only effects lesser beings, not Titans or other God's. No Gigantes dare approach, since in their mind, I'm their greatest fear. Death.

"Hades! What are you doing?!" Zeus screams after getting his finger cut off, which proceeded to grow back a few seconds later.

"Bah! it's fine, it's not like you'll die, right? Plus I think it's a good training exercise." Judging by his twitching upper lip I can say with confidence that He's not in the best if moods.

"HADES!!" They all yell annoyed in unison.

"Fine, fine, I guess I'll give you chumps a hand. [Negative Burst]." Chanting a non existent spell name just for fun; a sphere of pure death explodes from within me, lasting for a fraction of a second. The Gigantes who, before, had a fighting chance to incapacitate at least one god, we're no where to be seen. It's as if they were never there if not for the golden blood drenching the ground.

"There, done.."

'How are you so strong' was the thought that ran through everyone's head. Although they're all gods, for some reason, Hades is incomparably more powerful than the rest. While in Cronus's stomach they've seen him working out and even did it themselves, but after a while it stopped doing anything for them; however Hades never stopped getting stronger.

"How....?" They didn't exactly have the chance to watch Hades fight with Hyperion so this is a major shock to see how strong he really is.

"Unlike you, I understand my divinities and I know how to use my powers effectively... I'm also just built differently." Understanding my divinities was what made up the majority of strength. Understanding what your divinity does and how it interacts with the world is what makes the foundation of a Gods strength. Unlike my siblings I've tested my powers extensively during my time in the Underworld and Cronus's stomach

My death magic, in simple terms, causes decay, coldness, and effects mostly the vitality of living beings; however is extremely ineffective against opponents like golems or undead without flesh(curses and blessings are an exception). It can be used in a multitude of ways that, sad for you, won't be listed.

My fire magic however is completely different, my blue fire can touch and effect souls by: burning, cleansing, and destroying. Fire can be used for many different things, from burning souls out of existence to torturing a man by boiling his blood and charing his skin without killing him almost immediately.... uses mostly include torture and pain but hey, we can't all be perfect. Unlike cold having a limit, my regular fire can be as hot as I can make it with my current temperature being around 30 thousand degrees Fahrenheit (about 16.6K Celsius)

Pulling up my stat menu in what feels like forever I see:

Name: Hades

Sex: Male

Age: 666 years

Skills:

(Tiers- Normal, Uncommon, Special, Mythic, Godly, Divine,???)

[???] The Goal Of All Life Is Death

[Divine] Death magic- the power of death itself, in the palm of my hand

[Divine] Hellfire magic- Advanced fire magics

[Divine] Death Aura- Aura of fear and decay

[Divine] Eyes Of Judgment- can see Karma/Sin of a person's soul

[Godly] Stealth

[Uncommon] Poleaxe Mastery

[Divine] Smithing/Metal manipulation/creation

Traits:

(???)Death

[Divine] Godly physique

Titles:

King Of The Underworld

The Rich One

God Of Death

The Unseen One

The Final Judge

Otherworlder

Karma- -50(Lawful Evil)

Souls-4087

Items- Orphan Annihilator, Crown of Darkness, Hyperion's Godly Soul

{CURSED}

[Divine] Pledge on the river Styx

(Terms- Protection and ensured survival of Cyclops and Hecatonchires)

'Not very descriptive about the skills.' After taking a quick glance I notice that most of my skills are divine except for stealth which is reasonable as it's not really what my divinity's do and poleaxe mastery since I've never truly trained or fought with it.

My souls have increased since the last time I checked, it's seems that since I've stepped into the Underworld they've been increasing steadily. When souls get dragged into the Underworld, the weaker ones are immediately cleansed and sent back; however, stronger souls have a chance at staying, turning into something I call a 'clinger'. They cling onto their consciousness and sense of self, forfeiting their souls in the process, generating them a physical body made out of soulium, a dark, brownish gray metal that can be used for soul vials and pretty much anything used to contain and use souls. In fact, the jar I captured Hyperion's soul with was made out of soulium.

Coming out of my thoughts, only a few seconds have passed.

Opening a portal, something every divine being can do, I head back to the island and we all go home. One titan down.