Calling Backup
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A vast amount of Mana crossed through the entire cosmos, as the power of my father, the Titan that represented Time itself, was finally assimilated into the vast existence.
And as such a thing happened, my entire body was slowly destroyed into pieces.
The war ended… but at what cost?
We killed our father… but did we really accomplish something by doing so?
Zeus, Poseidon… you two truly are fools.
And to make things worse, we used so much power that the whole creation became distorted, the order of the mortals was disrupted, and the worlds became chaotic.
Chaos must be dancing in happiness like the damned crazy old man he is, at the end, he was right.
We might have messed up things quite badly.
We should have never killed our father… by doing so, we saved ourselves from being eaten, yes, but we also ended up changing all of creation for the worst.