Ever thought what the Spartans were like...Well, I am sure they weren't like this. This is the rip off spoof of the Spartans who are the greatest army on this world

Matthaios trudged back to the city of Sparta, receiving a warm welcome by the Spartan citizens and soldiers who are organized with their placing. They were invigorated to see the Champion of Sparta after the second war between the Persians who dared to liberate Greece once again after it was rebuilt, and he is still contemplated as their hero of war indeed.

"Lord Matthaios has returned!" Shouted by the Spartan citizen.

The posture of the soldiers was even, and their shields and spears were on a proper placing. Matthaios kept his mouth shut, but he felt so honored inside. He immediately went to the marketplace to watch the young Spartans polish themselves for combat, grinning at what he is witnessing slightly. The soldiers who were inforcing the practices were also doing excellent work, and Matthaios slowly clapped behind them.

"I am very impressed, Daetor. Sparta is back on its feet, I see." The Demi-god praised the soldier after clapping.

"My lord." Daetor kept his weapons in him, carrying it.

"Don't you love the atmosphere that Sparta gives after striving from the attacks?" Matthaios asked the warrior in front of him.

"Yes, my lord. The essence of not backing down and resisting to submit... That is what we are made of." Daetor reminds of what Sparta is all about.

"Where's the Queen and her toy Heiron?" He asked where they are.

"The Queen is resting, my lord. While our brethren Heiron has been promoted recently." The soldier tells their state.

"Don't tell me that he is now the King of Sparta..." Matthaios couldn't picture his closest friend being the king.

"No, my lord. He is now the Captain of our infantry." Daetor tells the Spartan Demi-god that Heiron is now a Captain.

"Not bad..." He smirked before facing the youthful would-be-warriors of Sparta.

Matthaios took a deep breath upon looking at the Spartan boys, assessing them one-by-one. He was appreciative of what they are capable of, but nothing amuses him like the tallest and the strongest of them all. The Demi-god steps in and faces the adolescent Spartan that intrigued him, asking what is his name.

"And what is your name, Spartan?" Matthaios asked the young man.

"Kaenas." He cites his name.

"You look a little old to train with the younger ones, I'm granting you permission to leave the column." He evicted the young Spartan from his fellow ones.

Matthaios stared at Kaenas, testing if he would last in a simple manner of intimidation. The boy stared back and finds himself in a comfortable position in front of the Champion of Sparta, and of course, he kept his shield and spear in the right position. The Spartan Demi-god breaks the tension by smiling, telling the trainee that he did well.

"Just like what I expected... Boldness." He applauds at Kaenas' demeanor.

"A Spartan never lets himself get afflicted by intimidation, my lord. We live by wielding it." Kaenas felt proud after saying it.

"Do not dare to fail me, Kaenas. I see you as the one who will lead your brothers to battle once we step out of it. Can I count on that?" Matthaios asked the young Spartan.

"Of course, my lord. I-"

"I didn't hear you." The Demi-god disrupted him, wanting the young warrior to unleash the inner fearsome Spartan in him.

"Yes, my lord!" He strengthens his voice to make things clear.

"For Sparta." Matthaios taps Kaenas' shoulder before approving it with a smile, dismissing him.

"Aha, the Champion of Sparta returns..." Heiron walks in wearing his newly-made cape, indicating that he is now one of the authority.

"Heiron... How's your first day as Captain?" He asked how is he doing as a Captain.

"Never been better, my friend. " The Spartan Captain gleams, looking at the Queen who is watching them on her lair.

"Sparta remains a thriving city as it seems." Matthaios looked around, seeing the Queen being so proud of her lover Heiron.

"The Council didn't bother questioning my rank as Captain even if the Queen brought me in, but what they are questioning is you, brethren," Heiron tells the Demi-god the Councilmen are against his tactics on the second war between the Persians.

"What? I just saved Sparta from the perils of the Persians, but the Councilmen not trusting any of my actions? I beg to differ." Matthaios stared at the Council of Sparta that is preparing for a meeting.

"You shouldn't have allied with the Amazons, Matthaios. Are you- Damn! Explain your actions in front of the Council." Heiron points at the Councilmen's room, and the Champion of Sparta enters it.

"Good morning and welcome back, Matthaios of Sparta." The head of the Council greets him.

"Good morning... You might be asking what brings me here." Matthaios stood in front of them, thinking where he went wrong.

"You are here because of the laws you have violated, Matthaios. Do you think you're powerful enough to disobey the Spartan law?" The Councilman goes straight to the point by telling the Demi-god that he disregarded the law.

"And what law you are implementing to see where I went wrong?" He starts asking if this is against him.

"Going to war without our consent? Joining the side of the warriors we don't have any relations with?" They knew about Matthaios' choices of departing for war and joining the Amazons' side for one battle only.

"Sparta is under attack and I didn't have a choice! What am I going to do with Muzguth and his men? Surrender my pride as a Spartan? I did the right thing, with all due respect." Matthaios defends his side by explaining his strategy.

"But why did you get along with the Amazons? Care to elaborate on what does that signify?" They kept on throwing questions with the Demi-god.

"Because women do also have a place on the battlefield." Queen Colubra interferes with the meeting to be on the Demi-god's side.

"And what treachery is this?!" The Councilman exclaims at the Queen's presence.

"Do we have time for a small debate, gentlemen?" Queen Colubra stands beside the Champion of Sparta to be on his side.

"Pardon?" One from the Councilmen stood and dared to disobey the Queen's wishes.

"You heard her, Councilmen of Sparta. And this is what I have noticed for the past few years of my tenure as the Champion of Sparta." Matthaios has the chance to speak out about what he has seen inside Sparta.

"I disagree with this ideology of not allowing women to go to war... If Sparta aims for equality, then why is that?" The Queen questions the law by emphasizing her concern.

"Excuse me, Queen Colubra. But the law states that Spartan men will carry our flagship and the women have to stay inside the city and do their duties as a mother." The Councilman repeats what the ordinances are.

"A part of me is from the Amazons. My mother's side, rather. Do you Councilmen think that a woman like me doesn't belong to the battlefield?" Queen Colubra smirks at them.

"My Queen, what are you doing?" Heiron intervened to talk to his lover.

"Easy, my love. Do not let worries enter upon you." The Spartan Queen seized the opportunity to grab her lover's shield from him, carrying it with ease.

The Councilmen and the soldiers themselves were amazed by what the Queen's ability to lift a shield such heavy, she does it effortlessly. Yes, the Queen still has something to prove. Carrying the shield isn't enough evidence to show her skills in combat, but she knows a lot about it due to her studies. And upon showing her background that she has Amazonian blood in her, and having it mixed with her Spartan descent makes it a fine combination.

"The shield, my Queen." Heiron tries to persuade Queen Colubra to have his shield back.

"Your sword, Heiron." She demanded her lover's blade.

Heiron couldn't do anything but to obey his Queen, providing his sword for her to carry it. She retains her battle posture as she lifts both the shield and sword and Matthaios himself still couldn't believe in her feats. The Councilmen still couldn't find a way to agree with the Queen's actions and proposal to allow her kind to go to war, and they still wouldn't drop the regulations that Matthaios broke to defend the city from the onslaught of the Persians.

"We still have something to settle, Champion of Sparta. Think of what you did and take your time, consider this as a warning. And you, Queen Colubra of Sparta. You may lay low for now, we have to decide whether we will allow you to join our warriors." The Councilman tells them to stay on foot while they make their decision.

The debate between the Councilmen of Sparta took long enough until they came up for an agreement. Heiron removes his cape to cover the Queen from the cold, and she accepts it whole-heartedly. They have come to announce their judgment of Queen Colubra's wishes, and Matthaios couldn't wait for more. "Go ahead, Councilman.

"We, the Council of Sparta, has decided to induct our ravishing Queen to be an honorary Spartan warrior. And by honorary, we mean it. She might need the strength of a Spartan to develop, but her wisdom is quite extraordinary." They allowed Queen Colubra to join the Spartan Army.

"Told you so." She smirked at the Demi-god who himself didn't think of her feats.

"It looks like you are destined to make history, my Queen," Heiron added while Matthaios pays his homage to the Queen of Sparta by clattering the Arms of Sparta on the ground.

"No, Matthaios. Sparta will make history by embracing the glory upon us." Queen Colubra raises the sword, making a move for herself to signify that she is now allowed to go to clash within her soldier's side.

The proclamation was cut short when a wounded Spartan rushes into the Council Room, seeming being scarred for life after facing such a threat that an average Spartan soldier couldn't withstand. This has brought Matthaios worrying about his fellow Spartan, and he waits for him to speak up about what happened and where did he receive such a fatal wound.

"H-He's coming, my lord... He is coming back to haunt you and your dreams!" The injured Spartan warrior tells the Demi-god that someone is after him.

"And who is this vile being who dares to take on me?" Matthaios felt so threatened by the soldier's remarks.

"Morpheus..."

To be continued...

This fanfiction is a sequel to the God of War: Champion of Sparta.

Where the protagonist has to deal with the remaining Gods, and either kill or ally with them.

The Spartans took the boy that Aphrodite left on a severed tree, bringing her to the newly-crowned Queen of Sparta, Queen Colubra. She is similar to the former Queen of Sparta, Gorgo due to their roots of nobility.
Perhaps, Colubra suits for the throne as the new Spartan Queen. The intervention between the bandits and the Soldiers of Sparta has just ended, and now they had their sights set on the mysterious child that was abandoned in front of the Gates of Sparta.
"My Queen! Take a look at what we found on the gates." Said one of the Spartan guards who is holding the child.
"If this doesn't amuse me, you'll see." Queen Colubra gets up from her throne since she was sitting all day in it, and finally, she has something to do for the day.
"If boredom forbids you so, here, this might interest you." He unveils the clothing that covers the boy's angelic face gently.
The Queen had a glare on the soldiers, taking the child from them. Soon as she examined the boy using her own naked eyes, her grin shows and the soldiers knew that she has a soft spot for the little one.
While Colubra is nuzzling the boy's tender cheeks, she asked where did they he come from. "And where did this precious little boy come from?"
The Spartan who carried him puts his hand in his chest, answering her question honestly. "I only know a little about his whereabouts, my Queen. But if I may, the child would be a great contribution to the army."
"Though I'm not sure that he is a full-blooded Spartan, I wouldn't allow it. But... He needs shelter, and a figure that would take care of him." Queen Colubra insisted since she isn't sure about the boy's origins.
"We would be honored to teach him our ways, Queen Colubra. Hence, if we could only propose an oath. We would." He pledged that they would teach him the ways of a Spartan.
"I admire your confidence, soldier. But again, let me remind you that I make the orders here. Understood?" The Queen finalized her decisions, not allowing the army to take charge of the boy.
"Yes, my Queen. I suppose that we should get back to work now." The Spartan soldiers held their spear and shield, leaving the Queen's lair to get back from their regularly-scheduled endeavors.
The Queen was left alone with Matthaios who moved slightly to indicate that he needs to be comfortable by her side, so she held the boy like the way it should be. A soft touch is what she needs to fulfill what the Demi-god needs.
He seemed to like the environment where is in; A civilized city-state that hones warriors that will bring glory to them. It suited him, nonetheless. But the boy thinks that it is his mother who his holding him, which made him build a bond with the Queen already.
Queen Colubra spent her remaining time with the young Demi-god until the turn of dawn to shine commences after the sun sets, and the boy fell asleep on the Queen's grasp in such a tranquil manner.
The Queen kept on caressing Matthaios until a mysterious glowing figure appeared in front of her which made her stand up from the throne where she is sitting, and the strange entity who just appeared is none other than the Goddess of Wisdom herself in her new life form, Athena.
"Athena!" Queen Colubra exclaimed and reacted violently to the intruding Goddess, but Athena means no harm from her and the little Demi-god on her side.
"I did not come here to declare a war between the Spartans and Athenians again, Colubra. Please, it is not the appropriate time for that." Athena explained since her intentions are not about a war.

"I do have the awareness from your little tricks, Athena. You won't fool us Spartans again. Is it too hard to tell us that you always wanted it?" Queen of Sparta didn't buy her antics.

"Is it too hard to understand that I considered restoring you citizens of Sparta after the war between your Lord Kratos and the Olympian Gods? They are no more, Colubra." The Goddess of Wisdom told her that the Ghost of Sparta has succeeded in slaying the Gods.

"Of course, that meant something from your perspective. Now don't waste my time and tell me." Queen Colubra wished Athena to tell her everything that is taking place after the restoration.
"Kratos left pieces of evidence of his gruesome work... Here, take all of it. You might need it." Athena's hands began glowing as she uses her godly abilities to show the weapons that Kratos used throughout his journey upon killing the Olympian Gods.
The Queen's throne was surrounded by the items that Kratos once wielded, including the legendary Blades of Chaos and their Arms of Sparta. But Colubra asked what is the purpose it. "And why are you sending me these weapons? They would make a great commemoration, yes. Any other reasons why?"
"The boy that you are holding is the son of the Ghost of Sparta," Athena reveals the identity of the boy as Kratos' son.

"How could you be so sure of it? The boy looks so strong, sure. But I do need a solidification." The Queen of Sparta still doesn't make a fool out of herself in front of Athena.
"Aphrodite spoke to me earlier, and she openly tells me about the time she was alive all along after what happened to Mount Olympus. If I told you that Kratos shared a bed with the Goddess of Love and Beauty, would you believe me?" Athena asked her if she would now believe what she is trying to convey.
"They did? Oh, I'm not surprised." Queen Colubra finally bought it.
"And I'm here to tell you that Matthaios, the child by your side, withholds a prophecy that I saw within my visions. I thought that I was the only God remaining, and I was mistaken. And by that mistake, I appointed myself as the Queen of Olympus." She admits her mishap, something that was such a bizarre trait from her to acquire.
"And what does the vision say, Athena?" Colubra asked the Goddess of Wisdom about the prophecy she saw.
"I am preventing Matthaios to be tormented by the remaining Gods, I couldn't bear to watch him becoming a slave to us just like his father. I told Aphrodite to bring him here in Sparta and I would do the honors of telling you directly." Athena told her what the vision contains.
"I thought she has the nerves to abandon her child..." The Queen also couldn't take the fact that Aphrodite followed Athena's plans.
"I have decided to send him to Sparta, and I don't want you to break this oath. Please, I suggest you allow him to become one of your warriors. In that way, he would be molded just like the Ghost of Sparta that you mortals once looked up to." Athena is half-way done by discussing her visions toward Queen Colubra.
"He would be safe and sound here, and he could serve the city in the future. Isn't that right, little Spartan?" The Queen looked at Matthaios, and it wasn't done, Athena still has something to say.
"I owe you a favor, Colubra. If he reaches the right age, make him lift the Arms of Sparta. He is not different from the Spartans, he is one of you. He might be a Demi-god, but the privilege wouldn't be fair and square for the other young warriors." Athena advised the Queen of Sparta to give the Demi-god a treatment similar to the warriors of Sparta.

"I understand, Athena. Matthaios would turn into a great soldier, and I promise that he would learn how to use all of these weapons around my throne." The Queen made the oath official.
"I could count on you, Colubra. I would be deplorably disappointed if you break the oath. It has consequences, and I hope it doesn't end that way." The Goddess of Wisdom warned her about the perishable actions in exchange for the failure to comply with the oath.
"I accept the oath whole-heartedly, Athena." Queen Colubra agreed and came in good terms with Athena.
"Wait, before I leave Sparta. Let the boy have this." Athena's hands glowed again as he blesses the boy to make sure that his abilities as a Demi-god would get unlocked in time before fading away.
"Athena, wait!" The Queen was about to seek some more advice from the Goddess, but it was too late as she vanished with a blink of an eye.
She focused then again on Matthaios who seemed to wake up from getting blessed by Athena, crying from the lack of affection of her legitimate mother. He finally noticed that it wasn't Aphrodite who is taking care of him, and she is watching right outside the Queen's room with a tear shedding around her dazzling eyes. She wishes to see her son for the last time before leaving him to the Spartans, knowing that the Queen would take care of him just like what she did.
"Shhh, what is bothering you? Ah, this might do it." Colubra caressed the boy then again until it falls back to sleep.
Aphrodite also leaves the city of Sparta after Athena, fully satisfied with how the Queen takes care of her child, and even if she wanted to retrieve Matthaios from the Queen of Sparta, it would bring immediate danger for him.
Not just the Demi-god, but also her and Athena. She is just doing what Athena told her to protect him from the remaining Olympian Gods before they find out about the prophecy from what the Goddess of Wisdom foresaw.
To be continued...

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, these are owned by Santa Monica Studios and my original characters in this fanfiction aren't canon.

This fanfiction is some sort of a "what if?" and an after situation in the God of War game series that takes place in the Greek Pantheon.

What happens to Ancient Greece after the Second Great War? What if Aphrodite and Kratos had a son and was conceived after the happenings? What if the Spartans and the remaining Olympian Gods finds out about it? What if Mount Olympus and the remaining parts of Ancient Greece were rebuilt led by Athena after the death of Zeus and foresees a prophecy from the child of Aphrodite from Kratos?

The one that could only answer Spartan-Olympian Demi-god who happens to be Aphrodite's child to the fallen Ghost of Sparta and the one who dethroned Ares from being the God of War, Kratos.

The elder council, or Gerousia, consisted of elder citizens that were elected for life. Twenty eight in total, with two kings leading the negotiations with Tao. While the elders promised not to speak during the negotiations, they would have a final say in what to do by the end of the negotiations. Shida and Ezra only served as spectators and protectors. Spartans thought lowly of them for having women warriors, but Tao wanted to use that misjudgement to his advantage.
Demaratus and Cleomenes, the two kings, sat at the front rows of the stadium, watching intently as the man from eastern Asia took the center of the assembly. A well, which was styled more like a massive pit, was at the center of the stadium, making Tao eerily uncomfortable since he'd speak dangerously close to it.
A woman sat next to a white-dressed woman within the Gerousia audience. The woman's name was Gorgo, Cleomenes' middle-aged daughter. Unlike women in Athens, girls and boys alike were expected to partake in political affairs for Sparta. A little girl was holding Gorgo's hand, it was Demaratus' seven-year-old daughter, Doris, brought there to partake in the diplomatic event.
"Adorable," Shida said elbowing for Ezra to notice the little girl.
"Knock it off," Ezra said, "we're on duty."
Shida tried waving at the little girl, but Doris only squinted suspiciously at Shida's gestures.
Tao rubbed his chin slowly at the assembly, biding his time before truly addressing them. He had one chance to sway them, and he decided to take a little time to give off an aura of mystery before speaking. "Spartans," Tao said bowing his head down to the kings.
"The king of Persia has asked for assistance from Sparta, to end the tyranny that is democracy in Athens."
This caught the attention of the elders. Athenian democracy was a common debate among the people of Sparta. It was often referred to as 'the law of the mad mob' among the citizen body. Tao raised a head up to smile at the kings.
"The philosophy of Athens is a direct danger to the men and women of all of Greece. People need order, rule, and harmony with their people. Kings' rule, aristocrats rule, oligarchs rule, never should the low minded and diseased have the right to rule a city."
Many of the elders nodded, and Tao continued. "Sparta, in the past, installed a king in Athens to save them from their own corruption. But as you know, Isagoras, the man this same council installed, was exiled from Athens by men gone diseased with power."
Tao extended his arms to the elders, like he was giving a giant air hug. "I appeal to this council today, help Persia install a rightful ruler to Athens. One that lives up to Spartan and Greek virtue. So that the philosophy of madness can never spread back to Sparta someday. Athenian philosophy is diseased, and only Sparta may stop it from spreading."
The elders whispered among themselves, highly intrigued by Tao's language. Spartans were arrogant enough to believe their way of life was more worthy than others, so he took advantage of their own pride. By praising Sparta as the better of the two states, he directly contrasted Athens as a rogue state and a threat to Spartan lifestyle.
And he didn't just speak about the necessity to bring order, but also the necessity to bring morals. Like Athenians were unjust and needed to be saved. Like a liberation campaign, because the idea of freedom was highly valued among Greeks everywhere. This was the job of a Persian diplomat, to make others believe that an alliance was for their own mutual benefit.
"And how," Clemones said standing up in the stadium, "do you intend for Sparta to help in your puny endeavor?"
The Spartan king spoke in a hardened, battle stern tone. Those were words of combat and skepticism designed to discredit Tao's talking point.
"Earth and water," Tao said with a smile. "Our navies will come, our people will come. The march of Persians alone can shake the lands, but only Greek men should defeat Greek men. Persians are not fit to subjugate Greeks, but a Spartan leading other Greeks? That isn't just natural, its destiny. Sparta is destined to rule over Athens."
The elders in the stadium nodded their heads in approval. Their longtime rivalry with Athens was beginning to show. Many of them remembered the days before Athens become a democracy, and missed the days when Sparta was a force to be feared by them.
Cleomenes only scowled, but Demaratus interrupted him. Demaratus was a much younger king, almost half of Cleomenes' age or the same age as Tao himself. The younger king only watched Tao with intrigue and curiosity, like Tao was an animal to be studied.
"So you ask us for a tyrant? Is that it? Your men take Athens, while we install the king?"
"Yes and no," Tao bowed his head quickly in a sign of humility. "King Darius is ready to offer Sparta glory and riches if an alliance is to be secured. But in order to do so, Spartans must show they are worthy as allies through combat with the Athenians."
The council laughed, and even Cleomenes laughed at the comment. Tao glanced around curiously. Demaratus said, "Emissary, we are Spartans. We've nothing to prove to Persians. Let your people break through the gates and take the city, and we'll take rule afterward."
Tao swallowed. They essentially wanted all of Athens without the work. "That wouldn't be possible, your kingship." Tao bowed his head again, this time to hide his face. "I'm afraid if Sparta isn't willing to aid in Athen's conquest, then there is nothing to give to Sparta."
Hushed whispers filled the crowd. Demaratus said, "so what, you're prepared to take Athens, with or without Sparta?"
"...Yes, your kingliness."
The councilmen began grumbling at each other, almost scowling at Tao's presence now. Cleomenes said, "tell me emissary, under what pretenses did Persia decide to embark on a reign of conquest toward Athens?"
Why do you want Athens?
This was the moment of truth. The justification for war that Tao needed them to understand. Tao slowly clearly his throat, "Athens, broke its Oath to Persia once. Twenty years ago, when Isagoras was overthrown in Athens, Athenian emissaries came to Persia asking for assistance against a potential invasion from Sparta." Tao pointed to the king, "they wanted Persians to fight Spartans. We agreed, in exchange for their complete subjugation. But when the time came for tribute, they refused, saying they no longer needed Persian protection from Sparta."
There were gasps from the crowd, like an entire people had committed a crime in cold blood. Not only did Athenians insult Spartan adversity, but the idea of getting foreigners to fight for them disgusted the Spartans. Tao continued, "now, it's time they pay. They insulted Persia, the Gods, and virtue itself by their constant lies and unwillingness to follow the natural order of kings. Athens must be destroyed. And if they do not kneel willingly to a Greek king, then the city is doomed to be destroyed by a Persian king. They walk down the path to their own destruction, either by men or by the wrath of Gods."
Tao didn't believe in Gods, but they didn't need to know that. The council began applauding to Tao, like he'd gained their respect as a man of principals and morals.
Cleomenes suddenly stepped back from Tao's presence. Aghast that a strange-looking man could speak such powerful words. In truth, Isagoras was his friend. Cleomenes and Isagoras were together in Athens when the people overthrow him. Athens almost slaughtered 300 of their fellow supporters before being allowed to escape. The old wounds of shame were torn open again, and Cleomenes suddenly desired vengeance. "Those animals," Cleomenes said with his fists clenched, "rotten oath breakers to the core."
Demaratus stared at Tao agape. He'd never seen the council so riled up before, it was as though Tao had some supernatural power coming out of his mouth. Before he could call for an assembly vote, the little girl from the stadium walked up to Demaratus and squeezed his hand, "father," Doris said in her toddler like tone. "He's corrupting us with trickery."
Demaratus stared back at Cleomenes' daughter. Gorgos was sitting on the stadium silently, glaring at all of them all with her arms crossed in anger. It was like she was scolding them, silently punishing them for siding with the foreigner.
Demaratus looked around at the crowd. He's just a foreigner, Demaratus remembered. Barbarians to the core. They were rallying behind a man whom Greeks technically didn't consider human. Demaratus stared at Tao with a newfound disdain in his eyes.
"Tell me, Persian." Now he referred to him like an alien, not as a diplomat. "What plans does your king have with Sparta after its finished with Athens?"
"Why," Tao put on a snake's smile, "an alliance of course. Sparta has alliances with city-states under the Peloponnesian league, correct? It could work just like that. Mutual benefit for Persians and Spartans alike."
Doris' squeezed her father's hand again, visibly making Tao uncomfortable. Demaratus asked, "so if you join the league, will you promise to send soldiers to aid Sparta when we ask?"
Tao frowned, suddenly realizing the tables were reversed. "Well, we can certainly aid Sparta when needed. But that would require... For Spartans to aid Persia when needed as well."
The council suddenly calmed itself, going quiet at Tao's proposal.
"Needed for what?" Cleomenes said with added skepticism in his tone. "Just what sort of aid would Persia expect from Sparta?"
Tao swallowed, "we can discuss the details another time. For now, I highly recommend you help us conquer Athens so that you'll at least have the king's favor."
"The king's favor?" Demaratus said calmly, "and why would Spartans need a barbarian king's favor?"
Demaratus put a hand on his sword, tapping it irritatingly for Tao to see. Tao swallowed, "what I mean is, uh-"
Cleomenes said, "what does Persia want from Sparta? What future does Persia demand from Sparta?"
From the stadium, Cleomenes' daughter yelled at the king's, "slavery!" She sowed the seeds of distrust among her people. The citizen body raised up from their seats and yelled blasphemy.
Cleomenes pointed a finger at Tao. "Answer, Persian. Or else this might be your last stand."
Tao's eyes frowned, "don't threaten a messenger. Persian and Greek alike, doing so brings omens to all."
"What do the Persians want from Sparta?" Cleomenes repeated.
"We can negotiate after, at the very least, won't you help us campaign against Athens?"
"Answer the question," both kings ordered. Demaratus said it again, "what does Persia plan with Sparta?"
"Subjugation," the little girl yelled, knowing full well that the Persians were their enemies.
Ezra and Shida glanced over at each other. Suddenly worried for Tao's safety, neither of them felt safe around the maddening crowd.
The assembly was now shouting at Tao, calling him an animal from where he stood. Tao looked across the Spartan people and finally realized what Lindos was trying to tell him: Mad men. Men so accustomed to power and self-righteousness, that they refused to see the rest of the world for what it was.
Realizing at that moment that Spartans weren't fit for being a part of the Persian empire, either as an ally or an adopted territory, Tao told them the truth. With a flattened, stoic expression across his face, Tao said, "For your people to bow beneath the feet of my king, like the wicked animals you lot are."
Cleomenes unsheathed his sword. He stepped forward and pointed the daggers at Tao's head. Ezra stepped closer to Tao, her palm on her own sword ready to defend Tao.
"Don't," Shida ordered standing behind them. Tao also waved a hand at them both, signaling for them to back off.
Demaratus said, "do you really think two lowly women can stand up to Spartan kings?"
Shida answered, "We'll stand against Gods if you make us."
The two kings held still in their places, and made quick glances at each other. Demaratus ordered, "Put your weapon down, Cleomenes. The Persian is right, killing a messenger would anger the Gods."
Cleomenes held still for a moment, and lowered his sword while shaking his head. He said to Tao, "You step on Greek soil, ask us to be your cattle, and threaten us all with conquest and slavery."
"Think, Omens, Cleomenes," Tao spoke calmly. Despite being unarmed, he said it like he had all the power in the world.
Cleomenes glared at him, "You insult a king before his fellow men, and you talk to me about omens?"
"Honor," Ezra said to him, "think of your honor. Spartans don't attack unarmed men."
Cleomenes stared at the girl for a long while. Now a woman was telling him how to be honorable. Such an insult wasn't something he could tolerate. He stared down at Tao and said, "this, is, for honor."
Cleomenes' foot coiled back, and his leg kicked Tao in the gut. The force was so strong that Tao's body flung behind him, pushing him into the well.
Time began to slow for all of them. What seemed like a quick movement suddenly devolved into an assault on the Persians. Demaratus unsheathed his sword, guards raised their weapons to surround the remaining girls.
The girls glared at the Spartan men with disgust in their eyes. So disgusted that their eyes began to glower. A light streamed across their bodies as energy pulsated around their skin, a light aurora glow escaped their bodies like rays of sunlight.
They flared like the sun. The Spartan man jolted back in terror as the blinding light overtook them. In a quick instance, Ezra's body transformed into a stream of light consciousness. Disappearing from her place and flowing as a lightstream into the well.
Shida's body devolved into rock and dirt. Deconstructed into sand, Shida's stream of controlled particles bursted out of her as a whirlwind. It covered the stadium and filled the air of the Spartan councilmen and soldiers. Men coughed and choked, blinded by the sandstorm. Her sand remained active, swirling around the vicinity as though the wrath of Gods had befallen all of them.
Ezra's lightstream swiveled up the well again, this time carrying Tao as though he were floating on a cloud. Tao dropped to the floor, and Ezra returned to her natural form next to him.
Ezra launched herself at Cleomenes. Shifting from light to human to thrust her body at him, and pummeling him to the ground in a single instance. Cleomenes dropped his sword as he fell, allowing for Ezra to unsheathe her own sword to point at the king's neck.
The whirlwind of sand dissipated slowly. The people around them were panicked and frenzied even as the wind came to a gradual halt. By the time Shida's sand form returned to her true human form, the councilmen and guardsman were stunned to find Cleomenes with his back on the ground, with a sword pointed at his face.
"Give me the order," Ezra said glaring down at Cleomenes. "I'll kill this savage by where he stands."
"Don't you dare," Tao said coughing. Tao took a long moment to stand back up, not at all comfortable from his near-death experience. He observed the men around him, satisfied by the looks of horror across all of their faces.
You've angered the Gods, Tao wanted to say, because their expressions implied precisely that.
"Demons," Cleomenes coughed from the ground.
"Deviants, actually," Ezra said to him smiling.
"What magic was that?" Demaratus demanded an answer.
"The wills of Gods." Tao announced confidently. The men across the stadium stared in horror and resolve. Whereas before they saw the girls as weak, now they seemed like beings of mythos. Tao said, "Persia is a uniting force of the world. King Darius has the blessings of all peoples, and the will of all gods of the universe. By attacking me, you've not only angered the Persian people, but all the Gods that represent the people within the Persian empire."
Tao pointed a finger directly at Cleomenes, "Persian or Greek, killing diplomats is not humane. Your king has not just insulted Darius, but also the very laws of man and nature." Tao pointed around at the council, "children of Sparta, you've unleashed the wraiths of the world upon yourselves today. Not for refusing Dariu's call to arms, but for breaking the laws of humankind. King Darius will raze Sparta to the ground for this."
Ezra and Shida's eyes glowered again, confirming the idea that they were both demonic. Tao gestured at the girls, "The Gods from Egypt to Babylon will unleash their fury. Persia's armies stretch across the world, and the forces of humanity have just united against your wretched kind. Our soldiers will shake the land at which they walk, drink the seas as they pass, and block out the sun underneath their arrows. " Tao pointed down at Cleomenes who still laid on the ground, "and you only have yourselves and your mad king to blame."
Cleomenes looked up at Ezra atop of him, her eyes glowed like some supernatural force. For the first time in his life, Cleomenes was afraid. Not at the sword pointed at his head, but at the horrible fate he might've bestowed onto Sparta.
Demaratus walked forward at Tao in menacing stride. He looked down at the man with the fortitude of pure stoicism. "We don't bow down to Persian kings."
"You can't stand against the universe," Tao's voice was serene, calm in confidence. "Your Gods have abandoned you for this crime. Can you really hold your ground, against the whole world?"
"Yes we can," Demaratus said, "because only Sparta breeds true warriors. Now leave, your presence is trash to our city."
Ironic, the three Persians thought. But they all stayed quiet. Ezra stood up and walked away from Cleomenes. She took a step next to Tao, and began gesturing her hands in a circular motion. Shida stepped next to Tao as well, copying Ezra's movements but also not keeping her eyes off the little girl that spoke out.
The little girl was being held by Gorgos, the princess of Sparta. Gorgos gave all three of them a glare of death, promising them punishment in a silent way. But what disturbed Shida the most was the look on Doris' face. The little girl wasn't afraid or disturbed by the display of power, but angered by it. The little girl stared at all of them like insects that needed to be crushed. A child corrupted at the core, and the sight of that made Shida shutter.
Shida and Ezra's eyes glowed bright, and streams of light began surrounding the three of them while they motioned. Tao repeated the word, "the wraths of Gods have befallen you, pray that your honor may be restored by the deaths of all you. As of today, the world declares war on Sparta, and never forget that your arrogance was your own undoing."
Demaratus refused to let him have the final word, "then don't forget this, Persian. Today is the day Sparta stands against all the Gods of the east. Pray for your own mercy, for history will remember the time when Sparta never yielded."
The glow became brighter, and encased the trio into a ball of light. "We'll see," Tao responded. And with that, the ball of light dissipated, with the Persian emissaries disappeared from the city.

491BC Ancient Athens. Gaiana was raised as a slave her whole life, she knew nothing more than a life of servitude to her master and his son. For her, this life was predetermined since the day she was born. But as the threat of war looms ahead, with a Persian military prepared to conquer the Greek Peninsula, Gaiana soon discovers that her destiny is far greater than the will of any mortal man. 

As a vast empire prepares a military campaign across her homeland, Gaiana enters the playing field with the powers of Gods, ready to defend her people against the imminent threat. She will travel, grow, and learn what it means to wield the powers of a deviant, and to use these powers against supernatural forces that exist beyond anyone's understanding.

This is Gaiana's path, a Deviant's to Olympus.

Before sunrise Freya and her men started to clean up and continue their journey on their way to Sparta. 

Vladimir convinced Freya to come with them on their journey and kept on begging so Freya decided to bring him to Sparta. 

"If you do anything stupid during on our visit to Sparta. I'll cut your head together with your people." Freya warned Vladimir. 

"Understood." Vladimir said and mounted his horse

When they rode past to the boundary between Sparta and Alfheim, A group of men wearing Spartan armory and weapons came to stop them.

Freya lifted the curtain of the carriage ans spoke

"I'm an important visitor of King Alexander. I'm Princess Freya of Alfheim." Freya said loudly so the soldiers can hear her. 

"We don't care. The general demands for your head. Surrender or die." One of the soldier shouted. 

"Kalista, He is underestimating the talent of you and your men." Freya said and turned to Kalista. 

Kalista was angered but stayed calm

"Your highness, do you want them chopped or No head?" Kalista asked. 

"Do whatever you want, But do not kill the arrogant soldier we need him." Freya said and closed the curtain of her carriage.

After 10 minutes of screams and fighting. Everything went silent and the carriage was moving again.. 

Freya knew it was Kalista driving and everything was well now. 

On the Afternoon Freya and her companions had arrived Sparta. She was welcomed with happy clapping and music.. she was welcomed warmly. 

As soon as she got there the king called unto her to see her. 

She entered the Palace of Sparta and saw the high ministers are there. 

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Freya said with a smile. 

"Come and sit down." King Alexander answered with a smile. 

"Forgive me, Your Majesty. But I do not want to be bothered by others while talking to you. I want to celebrate with only the Blood Family of Alexios." Freya said and bowed.

After seeing Freya bowed and hear her mention the Sacred name Alexios. The ministers bowed to the king and bid farewell. 

When the Ministers and soldiers left and only Alexios Family was left. Freya stood 

"I'm very sorry, King Alexander. We were attacked by unwanted enemies during our trip to Sparta. I had to kill a dozen of Spartan soldiers to protect myself." Freya said and pretended to be sad and scared. 

King Alexander frowned and was angry by what happened. But Freya consoled him and told him to be happy. 

King Alexander asked Freya and her companions to sit down.

Freya obeyed and ordered her companions to sit down except for the 6 soldiers. The 6 men decided to stay outside to guard the Princess.

"They said Freya is a beauty and is very talented. Now that I've seen you on person. I believe it is not only rumor" The Queen said. 

Freya smiled and thanked the queen for the compliment. 

After eating Freya decided to take a stroll to Sparta and The King allowed it. 

While walking to Sparta Freya noticed a lot of beautiful things. She was very happy. 

But.. when she reached the river of Sparta.. she saw a group of soldier torturing a farmer and the Farmer is begging for the men to stop, a little girl is crying hugging her crying mother. Looks like the wife of the Farmer. 

"Please, Have mercy! Do not destroy my house and hurt my pets. I would pay for my tax once I found a money. I promise." The farmer cried, kneeling to the Soldiers. 

"Move!" The soldier shouted and heartlessly kicked the farmer. But the farmer did not stop begging

"What an ugly scene." Freya said. The soldiers turned to look at her and when they saw it is Freya they kneeled and stopped the abuse.

"What is happening here?" Freya asked the soldiers. 

"This farmer did not pay for his tax. We have to collect it." The soldier said arrogantly.

"Base on what I see.. I bet they haven't paid for a year! What a shameless man!" Freya said and laughed sarcastically 

"How many years did they not pay?" Tristana asked. 

"3.." One of the soldiers answered in low tone of voice. 

"3 years?! Wow!" Freya shouted in disbelief 

"3 Days..." A soldier answered shamefully. 

Freya paused for a moment and was angered.. but she stayed calm and continue her act. 

"How much is this man and his family? Sell them to me. I think I can sell them to my friend's brothel." Freya said and took out a pocketful of money. 

"If you want them princess.. we could give them for free." One of the soldier said. 

"Very well.. Then I will take them with me. Do you have a work to do today?" Freya asked the soldiers. 

"Yes, Your highness." They answered in chorus

"Here take this and buy something delicious." Freya ordered and passed a pocket of money.

As soon as the soldiers left the Farmer fell weak..

"I beg you Milady, Please spare my wife and daughter!" The farmer said and bowed to the feet of Freya. 

"Work for me as a Farmer, if you serve me your loyalty, I will guarantee you no one can ever touch your properties and family." Freya said. 

The farmer looked up to Freya and realized that Freya only want to save them. 

"Thank you, Your highness. I will be loyal to you and forever remember your kindness." The farmer said and bowed again.

"Rise. Pack your things. Tomorrow before the sunrise you are leaving together with my trusted guard." Freya said and left.

Duties? Needs? Lust? Love? Power? There are a lot of things that exist to this world. but what would be the greatest of them all? Come and join us to an adventure to save something we want to protect. An Adventure awaits us hero.



“Thank you, Clark, thank you for letting me witness such an achievement in my lifetime. Citizens of Sparta, Sergeant Clark broke the national individual award of excellence. Clark shocked me and the whole Spartan military as he achieved perfection in his graduation training, he scored a whopping 360 points out of the 360 allocated as the milestone. What astonished me most was that he scored more than the allocated 360 points but there was no place to further increase his points tally. What a genius”. General Maks spoke with so much emotion in his voice. 

 “When Arthur, the prodigy from North Sparta broke the record setting it at 340 points the whole country was shocked. Arthur is now a great pillar of the Sparta military; he is now one of the few soldiers who already had their 5th breakthrough. But I, General Maks believe that Clark can do better. Clark is simply out of this world, he is more than a prodigy, he is more of an alien”. The General grinned again as he suddenly snapped his fingers. 

 All the lights in the huge hall darkened as a single big projection lit up facing the audience. It was just like the ballon dor award given to footballers centuries ago as projections of Clark’s battle were being shown. Clark was surprised but not too astonished as a lot of things were now possible due to increase in technology. 

 Clark didn’t even know that his fights were recorded. Clark smiled as footages from when he fought the black panther were shown, when he fought the ape exobeast and the Night Rakshasha. The whole hall was eerily silent as footages of when he assaulted the terrorist base was shown, gasps escaped from the audience as footages of his ferocious fight with the terrorist commander was shown. Cheers erupted from the audience when he fended off the commander’s attacks, still killed some of his subordinates while conveniently stealing his exotic sword. 

 Kpa! Kpa! Kpa! Kpa! A thunderous sound of applause followed immediately after the footage finally ended. The lights went back on as the audience cheered and clapped wildly without any sense of fatigue. Clark couldn’t help it, he smiled suddenly feeling the urge to cry. This is the feeling he always felt in his dreams when the whole world appreciated him. 

 “It’s ok my fellow Spartans,” the General finally intervened after more than 2 minutes of cheering and clapping. 

 “I know, if not because of time restraints I would’ve approved celebrating this genius till the next day even for the rest of the week. Clark is simply a legend to all up and coming soldiers, I know he is already a role model to thousands of other cadets and soldiers who are watching this ceremony from their home or are here physically”. 

 “Sergeant Clark, I won’t keep you waiting forever. I will now present your awards to you,” the General said with a smile. Today the General’s smiles alone were enough to make him 10 years younger. 

 “Clark the Spartan government provided an exotic car worth 10,000,000 Spartan credits as a congratulations to you”. The crowd erupted into another wave of cheers and applause while Clark was completely dumbfounded. The General continued breaking Clark’s thought process as he stared at the him, a dump look on his face. 

 “The exotic car has an inbuilt stealth system and other high-grade technologies of the Spartan government. It is one of the best machines the country can create with its technology at the moment”. Clark was simply lost for words, a 10,000,000 credits car. He was sure that his parents accumulated income for all their life was not even 10% of the car’s worth. 

 The other graduating soldiers felt it more, “a 10,000,000 credits car. What the…,” a lot of soldiers started feeling deep admiration from their hearts. There were naturally those who felt deeply envious. 

 “Clark, this is a sign from the Spartan military that we have faith in you, work hard and you will surely become the next pillar of the Spartan military”. The General said with a genuine smile planted on his face. 

 Clark felt a lot of emotions run through him, he felt very happy, he felt fulfilled and accomplished, he felt lucky and proud of himself and most especially his desire to serve and be loyal to the Sparta republic just shot up by over a thousand points. 

 He finally spoke into the voice amplifier placed at his front. “Thank you, sir, I…, I don’t really know what to say, I’m deeply flattered by the government’s generosity and trust in me. I promise to always serve the Sparta republic from the bottom of my heart, that’s the least I can say and do to repay this favor”. Clark’s voice was completely solemn as he made this personal oath. 

 “Clark no need for all the complications, I General Maks personally know that your heart belongs to the Sparta republic. But Clark don’t get complacent, continue to be hardworking and surpass our expectations. I can’t wait to hear the continuation of your legendary story”. 

 “The government also provided you with the golden Sparta medal. The golden Sparta medal is a medal which shows your status as a legend of the Sparta republic. It will help smoothen your road as a soldier considerably, make good use of it”. 

 The General finally took a photo with Clark before leaving the stage for him, a lot of other high-grade soldiers quickly came forward to also take a photo with him. He also took a photo with Captain Spoky, “Clark you’ve come a long way I’m really proud of you”. Captain Spoky said emotionally with the I raised you well signature look on his face. “Continue breaking limits as you walk forward in your career as a soldier”. 

 The ceremony finally ended; Clark didn’t get a stealth exotic armor anymore but the car he got was far better. 

 Surprisingly 3 of Clark’s childhood friends also graduated as soldiers. Angela, Harry and Mike came together as they congratulated him while also asking for a photo with him. Clark talked with them a bit as they haven’t talked for a long time after receiving their implants. They congratulated him and left shortly afterwards. 

 Finally, Clark’s bro, his partner in crime came to meet him as they smiled at each other. Leo stood opposite him as they simply smiled at each other for 10 seconds before wrapping themselves in a hug. 

 “I’m really proud of you bro”, Leo said. He congratulated Clark sincerely from the bottom of his heart before they left together.

This is the age of exotics and technology. Due to the discovery of the wonder mineral resource referred to as exotics, humanity was plunged into an era of war. A vicious circle of killing each other for this rare resource began as technology improved tremendously due to it. Your neighbor country of yesterday is now your rival for exotics. This led to the great battle of supremacy as the world became submerged in war heralding the 3rd world war. After the great battle, the world changed tremendously as the big 5 organizations came to power. The Mercenary Alliance, The Apocalypse Military Organization, The Sea Farers Alliance, Araga, and Oakland came into power as the tyrants of this era.
Clark Pendragon was born into this cruel era where the ones with the biggest fist speak. After his parent's death, he enrolled in a cadet training course, where he graduated to become an exceptional Spartan soldier; the best in his batch. With the help of his country Sparta, his wife Sonia, and a lot of other factors Clark gradually fought his way to the peak of power as an elite grade soldier.
Join me as we witness Clark's legendary and meteoric rise to power, and how he'll conspire against and overthrow the rule of the big 5 to stabilize the world again.

A usual day in Sparta

People were walking in the streets and going on about their usual business. Customers haggled for the last piece of an iron bar in the markets. 

Customer:- May I have the Johnny. 
Shopkeeper:- Sure it will 10 bars, please.
Customer:- Never, I will give five bars.
Shopkeeper:- Sure sir. (He cuts off the top part). Have fun at the weekend.
Customer:- Wait a second.....Is it Goatex or Bullforce.
Shopkeeper:- Goat, sir.
Customer:- Thanks.
Shopkeeper:- My pleasure, sir.

Well, I know this part has nothing to do with the story but it sets the correct environment for the tale that follows and it also relates to the evolution and fame of Sparta.

So, as the people were busy at their duties, a large cloud of dust was seen rising at the distant skyline. It was General Lareggs leading his army to Sparta to pass the message of great, Lord Brasniffer. People watched in wonder as his cape fluttered behind him and he raced towards the Palace gate. He sat on his slightly short, white stallion (or a rather large English Mastiff) with his head raised high. A powerful wind started blowing which made the view more cinematic. He reached the gates stark naked. As he approached the gates the guard stopped him.

Guard:- Stop and state your purpose.
Largeggs:- I come with a message from Lord Brasniffer.
Guard:- Your name, messenger.
Largeggs:- Largeggs.....Commander Largeggs.
Guard:- Well your name does you justice ( observes his nuts)

Largeggs enters the castle confidently and studies the statues of Pervos's ancestors. There has always been a dispute between their kingdoms as Spartans had the longest and they had the biggest (that never goes together). As he stands there glaring at the statues. Pervos appears in front of him. Largeggs greets him and Pervos fondles Largeggs's large eggs in return.

Largeggs:- What the.....man. What was that?
Pervos:- This is Sparta. That's how real men greet.
Largeggs:- Really.....no feelings right?
Pervos:- Nope, never had, never will.
Largeggs:- Okay, so let's get to business. (He takes out a roll of paper and unrolls it).
Pervos:- Is that a toilet paper roll.
Largeggs:- Ummmmm... No. Now shut up. (He starts reading)

"Greetings, king of Sparta. I Lord Brasniffer, have been observing you...sorry your kingdom (I don't have money to waste on paper) for a long time and it is my great pleasure to inform you that I have finally decided to take over your kingdom. So, either bow down to my rule or perish."

Largeggs:- So... what do you say.
Pervos:- Couldn't he just have e-mailed me instead of sending you.
Largeggs:- Shit man. Why didn't I think of it earlier? Never mind, so what's your answer? Deal or No deal?
Pervos:- Let's think about it near the hole of biodegradable waste (or septic tank)
Larggeggs:- Okay, so what's your answer.
Pervos:- No Deal, Mothefucka..... (Kicks him hard)
Largeggs:- My cojones man...

Largeggs falls down the hole..... The war has been declared.
 

 

The year is around 3150 BC, at Memphis in Egypt.
Narmer, the first pharaoh of a unified Egypt and he who is favored by the two ladies; Wadjet and Nekhbet.
It was pharaoh Narmer who conquered Lower Egypt, he then made Memphis his capital.
Later on, Narmer would fight the dragon-serpent; Shr-'d(who can be found in the Ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead; spells 149)
Narmer killed Shr-'d, who looked a lot like a eastern dragon. 
Narmer then ate Shr-'d's heart and then he drank some of Shr-'d's blood, granting him the title; Catfish King.
(Because the egyptians thought that Shr-'d looked like a flying catfish)
pharaoh Narmer also gained the ability to turn into a dragon.
The pharaoh then married a beautiful woman by the name of Neithhotep.
Let us now meet some of the people under Narmer.
Iry-Hor, the advisor.
Amenemope, the wise-man.
Archidamia, the general.
Sekhen(or; Ka) a good friend of the pharaoh.
Princess Sparta and Khaemweset are two children who have both been adopted by pharaoh Narmer.
There is also a cute little Medjed running around the kingdom. But, do not be fooled by its cuteness. 
This Medjed can transform into verious creatures.
But, whenever Medjed transforms, the cloth that Medjed wears can always be seen covering the face of its transformation. For eksempel; if Medjed transformed into a dragon, its cloth could be seen covering the face of the dragon-transformation.
Now, for the protagonist of this story, who is none other than the son of Thor and Sif, Modi.
Growing up, Modi was always overshadowed by his brother; Magni.
But, the two brothers have always had an amazing relationship. They were always there for one another.
Modi still wanted to make a name for himself, to go on his own adventures.
So, one day, Modi asked his sister; Trud, if she could give him a ride to Midgard on Hófvarpnir.
Trud agreed, and Modi ended up in… well, I guess that you the reader can give a good suggestion as to where Modi ended up at.
Egypt, in the year 3150 BC, was a Eden within Africa.
There were plants and trees everywhere. And animals as far as the eyes could see. Modi was amazed.
" Wow… " uttered he.
" Aww… " uttered another.
" Who said that?! " said Modi, as his heart was racing and he was looking everywhere.
" Down here "
Modi looked down and saw that he had just kneed Medjed.
" I am so sorry " said Modi.
" You could just watch where you are going " said Medjed, in a little cute voice.
" Or, you could just get a little bigger " said Modi with a smirk.
Medjed was quiet for a moment. Medjed's eyes then glowed as it transformed into a massive dragon.
" Who is small now? " said Medjed with a fierce draconic voice.
" Me… " uttered Modi, as he was a bit scared. But Modi gathered his courage, for his father had taught him better.
" Hey, can I ask a question? " said Modi.
" What? " said Medjed.
" Accoding to mythology, what type of gods are all dragons weak to? " 
" What? "
" Storm-gods " said Modi, as his eyes glittered with lightning.
Medjed was now hit by several lightning strikes.
" You win… " uttered Medjed, now back in its normal form.
Modi simply walked over, he then picked up Medjed.
The two of them now journeyed throughout Egypt, till Medjed heard Modi's stomach growl.
" I have an idea " said Medjed; " Let us go to Memphis "
After walking for a bit. Both Modi and Medjed had now reached Memphis. The place was humble and the people were all fair and beautiful.
" Where to? " said Modi.
" To the palace, I know everyone there " said Medjed.
To say that the palace which Modi walked into was grand, would be bit of an understatement.
True, that this was Egypt in 3150 BC, but thanks to the creative mind of Khaemweset, Egypt in 3150 BC, looked a lot like Egypt during the New Kingdom.
Modi was awe strucken.
" Woah… " uttered he.
" Careful! " yelled Medjed, as Modi walked into a wall, for he was too dazzled by the marvelous structures.
" Are you okay? " said a little girl, about Modi's age.
" Yeah… " said Modi, as he was enchanted by the girl's innocent beauty.
The girl now noticed Medjed.
" Medjed, where have you been? " said the girl with a smile.
" Princess… it is a long story " said Medjed.
The girl now looked back at Modi.
" I am Princess Sparta, but you can just call me Sparta " 
" And I am Modi, son of Thor and Sif "
The two kids now shook hands.
" Come, let me introduce you to the pharaoh " said Sparta, as she lead Modi to the throne-room.
Within the throne-room, was pharaoh Narmer sitting on his mighty throne. And next to the pharaoh stood his advisor; Iry-Hor.
Narmer noticed Modi.
" Sparta, who is this boy? " said Narmer.
" He is Modi, the son of Thor and Sif " 
" Thor and Sif… " said Narmer, as he had never heard such names before.
The pharaoh then noticed Medjed.
" Medjed, why do you look so beaten and weary? " 
" Great pharaoh, Modi here was able to defeat me, while I was in my dragon-form "
Everyone in the throne-room showed signs of surprise and intrigue.
" Is this true? " said Narmer, as he looked at Modi.
And with a proud smile, Modi nodded his head.
pharaoh Narmer merely giggled, as he stood up from his throne. That was when Medjed jumped from Modi's arms, as everyone got to safe distance.
" What is going on? " said Modi, confused and worried.
" Well, if you could beat Medjed, then let us see how you fair against me " said the pharaoh, as his eyes glowed.
Narmer had now fully transformed into his dragon-form.
" Damn… " uttered Modi, as Narmer was a LOT bigger than Medjed.
" Now then, show me what you got " said Narmer in a draconic voice.
Modi tried to speak, but his throat was too dry. At that moment, Modi remember his father's words;
" Son, whenever in doubt, always call down lightning " - Thor.
Narmer now looked on as thunderclouds gathered in the sky.
A hail of lightning bolts came down on the pharaoh.
Modi showed a smile of pride, but his blood quickly froze as the smoke cleared and Narmer looked unharmed.
" That tickled " said the pharaoh with a draconic smile.
Modi did not know what to do.
But Narmer had now transformed back into his human-form.
" Hmmm " said the pharaoh, as he looked at Modi; " Do you have a place to stay? "
Modi shock his head.
" Then you may stay here " said Narmer, as he sat back down on his throne.
Modi was still in the midst of processing what the pharaoh had just said, when Medjed jumped into his arms.
" Looks like you will be staying with us " said the little cute Medjed.
Modi now noticed the smile of Sparta.
" Come, let us get some food " said Sparta, as she, Modi and Medjed all left the throne-room.
" Well, I never knew that his majesty was such a good actor " said Iry-Hor with a smile.
" I was not acting, the boy's immense power merely caught me off guard " said Narmer, as he was exhausted.
" I wonder what other kinds of adventures await " said the Pharaoh of Egypt.



These are stories about children from myth and legend.

For the first time since he arrived here, Jack could sense something other than his own existence, and the two mortals in the world below him who he was supporting.
He quickly tried to scan around him, only to realise that he was not in an empty void, but in a cage. A cage formed from some immeasurably strong force. And beyond the cage was an empty void, just like what is inside the enormous cage spanning miles in every direction.
Outside the cage, he found one oddity. It was a being made of pure energy. Looking closer, it was made up of the same stiff that CP, exp, and himself. 
As soon as Jack noticed the being, the being seemed to become aware of the ginormous cage which was invisible suddenly appearing.
The creature of energy, which looked like a sword with hands and legs, shuddered as it felt an enormous pressure descend upon it. Instinctively, it decided to stop moving, not saying a word.
Jack noticed this, and understood somehow that 'that man' had put him in the cage, and the cage had 'that man's' power within. Since 'that man' was a being beyond comprehension of an ascended being such as himself, Jack understood why the creature was shuddering in fear.
As soon as he realised the strength coming from the cage, even Jack felt like shuddering. However, he could not, since he was not even a being of energy, but simply some loose clumps of energy held together using 'that man's' power.
A long time passed, and the creature had still yet to recover from his instinctive fear towards the cage. 
Jack decided to speak first.
"Who are you?"
Although Jack spoke in a normal voice, to the sword creature, it was as though someone had exploded a nuclear bomb in his ear, as one fear overtook another.
His initial fear of the power of the cage was still there, but was now overpowered with another fear.
'The power of the cage. It is definitely enough to destroy my divinity, along with the divinity of all of Ares' sub-deities a million times over. Then what about the being inside? Just how strong would it be to need so much strength to seal it?'
This though covered the sword's mind when he was pulled out of his stupor by Jack once again.
"I will only ask once more, who are you?"
Jack was slightly irritated by the sword who was staring off into the distance after hearing his question. However, to the sword, it sounded like the low rumbling that comes before the eruption of a volcano.
Quickly rushing to answer, the sword said,
"Mighty being, I am the sword god Sparta, a sub-deity of the mighty god of war, Ares. Humble apologies for disturbing your presence. If you will allow me to leave, I will be gone fore-"
However, Jack interrupted as he finally understood the situation.
"So, Ares sent you? Is it because of the little one I helped?"
The Sword god, Sparta, was clearly startled at the question, but quickly recovered and stated hurriedly.
"Yes, mighty being! I was sent over to investigate."
"Alright"
Jack absent-mindedly spoke as his mind wandered off to a different place.
'Gods? Ares the god of war? Sparta the god of swords? Since when was I used to referring to gods on a first name basis? But wait, Sparta is made up of the same substance as me? Then am I a god too? Jack the god? But what would I be the god of?'
At this very moment, the same ethereal voice Jack had been speaking casually with a few times before spoke. However, both Jack and Sparta felt the enormous pressure that came with it.
Before the voice actually even spoke, Sparta had already created a ground in the void using some of the divinity he was made up of and was prostrating himself onto it.
Sparta had already realised that this being was one of the Quaternity of creation. Only such an existence could have this much pressure on other gods; who were basically the owners of the mortal planes.
And he was sure from the voice, that it was not one of the two angels, but one of the two overlords! And the male one at that, the strongest existence in all of creation!
[You are Jack, God of the system]
This was not a message to Jack like before, but a declaration which reverberated throughout all of creation within the myriad planes.
All creatures, be it bacteria or gods were witness to the birth of a new god from the powers of the strongest existence, it was the birth of Jack, as the god of the system.

Jack, upon returning home from a short day of stress free work, had his front door explode on him, causing him to die on the spot.
Waking up, he finds himself in a white space where he spends uncountable years driven to the edge of madness before reaching enlightenment.
However, his consciousness is fought over by some indefinitely strong beings, resulting in him being thrown into the void to be torn to shreds by his own velocity.
However, an even stronger being finds him and rebuilds him before placing him in a new world, as a System?

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Heren:
.
"RAGNAROK IS HERE"
"OLYMPIA IS DOOMED"
.
Aegon:
(whispers) Not yet while I'm alive.

[and moves towards Heren.]
[Heren stood above the broken temple and..]
.
Heren:
Glory to the Spartans. Glory to the gods who gave me this abundant power. 
.
Aegon:
They didn't give you.
You took it. 

Put it down son. 

For your own good.
.
Heren:
What!

You threaten me!
.
Aegon:
No!
I'm warning you.

It was given by the gods to bring glory to greece.
Pleasedon't make it cursed! Son!
.
Heren:
I AM A GOD NOW!

I will do what I want!
I bear the Trident. 

I'm the most powerful being in Olympus.
.
Aegon:
You're no God.

You are just a boy who thinks he's powerful.

The truth is....you're not.
.
Heren:
You doubt me!
You doubt my power!

Then I'll show you what I'm capable of.
.
[Heren waves the trident while the thunder roars and the lightning strikes again]
.
Heren:
BOW DOWN!
BOW DOWN TO YOUR NEW GOD!
.
[The soldiers started to kneel while Aegon stood without fear and took his sword from the ground and looked into Heren's eyes]
.
Aegon:
I give you a chance son.
Put it down and I'll spare you.
.
Heren:
Oh! Ha!!ha!!!
Spare!
I guess those were my words.
.
Aegon:
So you wont..
.
Heren:
Never!
.
Aegon:
Then you give me no choice.
.
[Aegon swings his sword while Heren looks at him and laughs.]
.
Heren:

Pff! 
You're gonna fight me with that.
Don't be heroic my boy.
.
Aegon:
I'm gonna kill you son of a bitch.

[..and runs towards Heren.]
.
Heren:

Is it?
.
[and waves the Trident towards him and a lightning struck over him and he was thown over a rock and got fainted.]
.
Heren:
Olympians!
Aegon is gone!! Ha! ha! ha!

I'm your king!

I'm your God!
.
BOW DOWN BEFORE ME!!!
BOW DOWN!!!!

Ha!! Ha!! ( Laugh victoriously )

[Everyone started bowing down towards Heren while the lightning destroys Olympia a lot.]
.
THE WALL:

[Meanwhile the fight between Barak and Agapios became more brutal. Barak became weary against the attacks of Agapios. But even then he fights him vigorously. During a combat both of them falls down into a pit. Barak's leg got broken while Agapios was saved by less attacks. Looking over the weakness of Barak Agapios took it advantage to finish him off. So he took a spear and rushed towards Barak. But Barak escapes from him and hides himself. His body was bruised and he became too tired because of his broken leg. He tore a piece of cloth from his dress and rolled over his leg gritting his teeth and controlling the pain. However he stood up and gathered his remaining strength and made his move to take down Agapios.]
.
[While Agapios searched for him around but Barak went behind his back, took a knife to stab him. Barak moves slowly and kept his footsteps slowly in such a way even the earth couldn't hear his walk. A moment came when Barak came near Agapios. He pulled out his knife and grabbed the neck of Agapios.]
.
Barak:
You cannot hurt my city anymore!

[and tries to cuts his throat. But Agapios escapes and beats down Barak. Barak falls down against the ground as hope finally falls down. Barak was so weary as he was unable to move a muscle. Agapios took a spear and..]

Agapios:
I told you warrior!
You are no match to me!

My son has took the trident. 
Olympia is falling.
Sparta has won the war.

Barak:
(gritting) Not yet!

[and tries to get up]

Agapios:
You really are a true warrior!

Barak:
(stood up steadily)
I AM!

Agapios:
Let's see then how you're gonna save your wretched city.

[Barak shouts and runs towards Agapios and fights him. He puts all his strength and combats Agapios. But Agapios was strong enough as he bruised Barak's face off. But Barak gets up again and fights him stout-hearted and breaks down the head of Agapios with a rock. As he falls down Barak moves towards him and..]

Barak:
You are a true warrior with lamentable thoughts.

(tooks a spear) And it's time for you TO DIE!!

[and stabs him with the spear against him. His bones crackled and blood started  to flow out. Agapios tries to take the spear off but it was struck against the rock.]

Agapios:
You ..did it!

You stopped me.
 But you can't …. stop..my son!

Barak: 
I will!

Agapios:
I feel cold...

Barak:
It's time to rest.

Agapios:
You…...will...all..fa….faa…...
[and life slips away from him.]

Barak:
Αναπαύσου εν ειρήνη ( Rest in peace )

[Then Barak stood up and made his way out of the pit. He moved along and saw the sea trying to rise out to the sky.]

Barak:
My lord! 
You promised you would save us!
Where are you now?

Help us Poseidon!!
[The earth had a shook and the sea rolled out into a gigantic tornado and the top touched the sky. It destroyed all spartan ships and lightning started to hit heavily over it. The speed of it started to rise along with a big storm, while in the temple everyone started to bow down before Heren.
Barak with his heart filled with hope and fear moved near the tornado and watched it swallowing the Spartan ships.]
[Suddenly something jumped out from it. It was so bright as no one can watch that with bare eyes.]

Barak:
What the hell is that?

[It flew creating a loud roar and striked the shore. The glow began to fade and a newly forged golden trident showed up.]

Barak:
Another Trident!

[A voice from the sky echoed]

Voice (Poseidon):
Yes my child!

Barak:
But we have one!

Voice:
But this different.
Take it and go!
Challenge Heren and win this battle!
For I'm with you!!

[Barak moved towards it filled with fear. His heart was pounding so fast as he can't hear the roar of the thunder. Controlling his emotions he walks towards it and looked at the magestic forged trident]

Voice:
Have no fear son!
Take it and stop him.
Olympus is counting on you.
And Remember! He does have a trident which has the power to match the new one!
Stop him before its too late..

[Barak closes his eyes, gritting his teeth and grabs the trident. As he took it his body started to glow and his wounds started to heal. He felt so strong and powerful and his eyes started to glow so bright as it was throwing out fire.]

Barak ( with a roaring voice):
It's time to meet your destiny HEREN!

[and flowed towards the wrecked temple]

Meanwhile in the temple the soldiers started to run away from there beacause of the uncontrollable storm. Agatha looks out and saw a giant ray of light crossing the palace.

Agatha:
What is this!!

[Heren waves his trident again and again but he could not control the storm. He raised the trident above and shouted..]

Heren:
STOP!!!!

[And it stopped suddenly. With a happiest face he laughed victoriously.]

Heren:
I told you!
Nothing is impossible for me!
I stopped the storm.
And the worst is yet to come.

A voice from the back:
Is it?

[Everyone starred up in the sky and so did Heren. A dazzling intense powerful light came down and floated in air.]

Heren:
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!!

[The intensity of the light started to reduce while the face of Barak and the trident became barely visible.]

Heren:
Another Trident!
Not possible.

Barak:
Son! You don't have any idea what's possible.
You said the worst is yet to come.

It will come.

For you!!

Heren:
You say you are powerful than me.

I'm a God!! you a-hole

Barak:
If you're a God!
So am I.
That makes us even. Right!!

Heren:
Oh! Is it!
Then let's figure it out.

Barak:
Wise decision

[Heren jumps over and flew over to Barak with enormous force. Barak flew away from him and went over to the sea.]

Heren:
Hey! Coward!
Come and fight me!!

[Barak did not stop. He kept on flying]

Heren:
You said you're powerful!
Prove it!!
Don't try to escape!!!

[Barak stops suddenly floating in the air with the sky above and the dark sea below. They were at the middle of the Ionian sea. He turns and had a look at Heren rushing towards him. ]

Barak:
It's time to end the game!!

[Barak rushed towards Heren and both of them dashed against each other. Heren dived against Barak and commanded the sea to rise up. He waved his Trident and the huge wave started to attack Barak. However Barak managed to escape and showered lightning over Heren. He created a sheild made of water and saved himself from the attack of Barak.
But Barak did not give up. He galloped towards heren and both of them engaged into a serious combat. The fight became more intense as the injured one another more. During a comabat move Barak slices Heren's hand a bit.]

Heren:
Fucker!!

[And flewed up against the sky and Barak followed him. He moves upwads ans saw a red glossy coloured sky covered with whitish red clouds. Barak looked around and there was no sign of Heren.]

Barak:
Where  are you!
WHERE ARE YOU A-HOLE!!!

[Suddenly a huge lightning stricked him at the back but Barak managed it and returned it back in the same direction. Heren came out and gave him some tough moments which Barak felt difficult to combat.]

Heren:
Now tell me who is powerful?

Barak:
Aaah!!!!

[and Barak raged over to heren and lightning continuously started attacking him. He throwed Heren towards the shore an started attacking him with enormous amount of lightning and continuous combat. After some time Heren felt tired and flewed away to the wrecked temple place. Agatha was witnessing it all from the palace. Heren landed down in the ground filled with a bruised and burnt body. Barak came down and continuous attacked Heren. He sheilded himself with the Trident but it broke itself with a loud roar because of the ceaseless attack of Barak.]

Barak:
The Game's over Heren! 
You lose!!

[Heren was so weak to get up.]

Barak:
Youlost because of yur ambitious thought to become a god.
Now you are nothing.
You brought shame to your race and your country.

I'm not gonna kill you.
I don't want to end the Spartan bloodline. 
And the king will decide what to do with you.


[And Barak moved towards Aegon who was lying in the ground fainted. Heren got knife lying beside him. A bad thought started to roll inside him. He took the knife and stood up giving up his whole strength. He moved and then ran to stab him. As he got near him an arrow striked Heren's leg and he fell down crying out of pain.]
[Hearing the sound Barak turned back and saw a man wielding a bow. He wore a silver armour and had a sword in his back. He had a golden hair with a dark blue eyes. Looking at him Barak's face glowed with a happiness..]

Barak:
SOLON!!
You're alive!!

Solon:
I am!
And I'll always be.

[Barak ran and hugged him...]

Barak:
We missed you my prince!!

Solon:
Where's dad?

[Barak shows the way and Solon moves towards Aegon. He knelt near him and gave pink potion had with him]

Solon:
I'm sorry dad to leave you like this.
This was the one way I felt to save Olympia.
( filled with tears) I'm sorry for abandoning you all.

[and hugged him. Aegon's eyes started to open slowly and his mouth started to murmur...]

Aegon:
(murmur) My son!

Solon:
DAD!!
I know you'll come back!! (hugging)

{Whatever our life goes on either in a good way or bad a time will come for everyone to choose our destiny. Now Olympia has a new destiny with a new Trident. A voice started to hear from the sky..}

Voice ( Poseidon):
Well done Barak!!
You saved Olympus.
You will be called the greatest warrior of Olympia till the end of time.

Aegon!!
You have a new destiny!
A new hope!
A new Trident!!

It is not like the old one. It is much more powerful than the previous one. 
But do not worry!
No one can take it that easy.
I'm putting a spell in it.

[The Trident floated up in the sky with an enormous glow]

NO OTHER MORTAL OR GODS CAN TAKE IT. ONLY YOU AND YOUR DESCENDENTS CARRYING YOUR BLOOD HAS THE STRENGTH AND POWER TO GRAB IT. IF SOMEONE TRIES TO WEILD IT WITH NEGATIVE THOUGHTS HE WILL BE DEMOLISHED AT THAT INSTANCE ITSELF.

[And the trident came into Aegon's hands. Aegon had a look at it and..]

Aegon:
A New Dawn for Olympus...
[And kissed it. Then everyone made their way towards the palace along with Heren chained.]

THE NEXT DAY:

[Everyone were gathered in the courtroom for the victory celebration and the judgement of Heren.]

Aegon's courtroom:

Aegon:
We fought a great war. A war impossible to win. But we won.
It is because my beloved friend Barak.
And it's time for me appoint him as the new commander in cheif of the Olympian Army.

[Everyone Applaudes and started to praise him.]

Aegon:
My Commander!

Barak:
My king! 

Aegon:
Bring Heren here.

Barak:
Yes my king!!

[Barak brought Heren filled with chains into the courtroom.]

Aegon:
Heren, Prince and the future king of Sparta you brought shame on your country, your race.
We heard the news about the disease in Sparta. 
You could've ask for help.
But you waged war!!

Heren:
It was my father's decision. Not mine.

Aegon:
He got what he deserved.
He thought the Trident could save sparta. But you!!
You took it with a negative thought and tried to be a god.
That's what you lose.
And now I guess Sparta can find itself a new ruler.

Barak!! Take his head off!

Solon:
STOP!!

What are you doing dad?
Who gave you the authority to kill him?

Aegon:
On my authority.
We won Sparta son. 
And I have the right to do that.

Solon:
You may have.
But killing the only heir is not advisable.

Aegon:
By law it is my duty to kill the fallen king.

Solon:
He is not the king.
It's Agapios and he's dead.
Now your law is fullfilled.

Heren's the prince. 
I fought him for the future of Olympus.
And I'm ready to defend him for the future of Sparta.

A wise king once told me forgiveness is world's best weapon.
The future of Sparta lies in your decision.

[Aegon's face becomes confused. After a moment he smiled at Solon and...]

Aegon:
I was hoping this from you.
I was not intended to kill him son.
All I want is the world to witness that you atre fit to rule Olympia after me.
And you proved me you're fit to be the next king.

[He moved towards Heren and...]

Aegon:
Heren! Food and all helps will be provided to Sparta. The Best doctors of oOlympia will be staying in Sparta to find a cure for the disease. All need is a word from you, a promise.

Heren:
What promise?

Aegon:
That Sparta will stand with us in our dark days and so do we.

Heren:
Agreed. Sparta will never fight Olympia ever.

Aegon:
Barak! Release him. 
From now Spartans will be our ally.

[Barak releases Heren and...]

Aegon:
Barak! Escort King Heren and the other Spartans back to Sparta with due respect.

[Heren leaves the palace along with Barak]

Aegon:
Now I have one more announcement to make.

[Everyone pays keen attention towards Aegon]

I Aegon, son of Hephaestus ruler of Olympia officially announce my son Solon will rule Olympia after me.

[Everyone praises and rejoices in happiness wile Solon's face saddens]

Solon:
I am happy to hear your announcement. But I can't be the future king.

Aegon:
What? Why?

Agatha:
Solon! What are you telling?
You've longed for your whole life for this moment. 
But you reject it.
Why?

Aegon:
You always dreamt to win my trust. Now you got it.
Why don't...you want to be king.

Solon:
The future king will be born to my mom soon.

Agatha:
What?

Solon:
I can't be the king because I.....I...…

Aegon:
What is it?

Agatha:
Tell it son.
What are you hiding?

Solon:
I guess we can discuss it privately.

[Solon moves out from the courtroom while Agatha and Aegon confronts him in his room]

Agatha:
Tell us!

Solon:
Mom, I was always honest with you. All I wanted in my life is to be a king. 
But now I...I.....
(takes a deep breath)
I've devoted my life to those witches.

Agatha:
What!!

Aegon:
You went to those bitches!
And devoted you fucking life to them abandoning us all.

Solon:
And those bitches saved Olympia, saved you.
I was Aurora who made Poseidon to help you.

Aegon:
(whispers) Aurora!!

Agatha:
Were you with the witches all these time?

Solon:
Yeah!

Agatha:
Aegon, My love!
I need some privacy with my son!

[Aegon moves out of the room while Agatha takes him to her room]

[There he saw his childhood belongings and his toys he used to play during his early days. His eyes started to melt.]

Agatha:
Son!

Solon:
Yes Mom!

Agatha:
Sixty four days. It was about sixty four days since we lost you. There was no day I slept, didn't cry.
I thought of you 
(holding his cheeks)Where were you, What happened to you, what were you doing, did you eat, did you sleep, were you in danger. I thought of you all the time.
Barak risked his life searching for you. In the meantime these Spartans!
We were all thinking of you and you want to leave us and join the witches.

Solon:
They told me they'd make me a powerful sorcerer.

Agatha:
The word of a witch is always evil.

Solon:
Then what about Aurora?
She was good to me. I saw you in her Mom. 
She was caring just like a mother. Just like you.

Agatha:
So she took my place.

Solon:
No!
No one can take your palce Mom!
It will be always for you!!

Agatha:
I'd ask you finally.
Do you want to stay in light or go back to the dark.

Solon:
I've lived my days in light.
It's time for me to go into darkness.

Agatha:
Great!
So your brother will be king then.

Solon:
Yeah!
Future king!!

Agatha:
Did those witches force you anything?

Solon:
No!
It was my decision.

Agatha:
Are you sure?

Solon:
I am.
And It's time to part Mom!

[Agatha hugs Solon and both of them cries intensely. Solon came away bidding farewell to Agatha. He went to Aegon and spoke to him and....]

Aegon:
I thought you will protect the Trident and the city after me.

Solon:
I'm sorry dad!
I've got to do this.

Aegon:
Why you?

Solon:
You will witness it and so the whole world is going to witness the Rise of of the Trident.

Aegon:
So it's a farewell then.

Solon:
It is!

Aegon:
Wherever you go just don't forget us okay.

Solon:

I won't.
How will I.

[Bidding a farewell Solon made his way out from his nation and started a new life. And years passed out. Aegon got a new son. He named him Alec. He ruled Olympia after him and saved the Trident with all his might. Almost after 200 years a new dawn rose out in Olympia. Egan, his name was. He was the son of late King Orien.]

[The way we crossed till now is just a start. This is just the beginning . Let the world and all the readers witness the RISE OF THE TRIDENT]

The Great War is Over. Half of the universe is gone. Now the future of Olympus lies in the hands of the three gods.

Zeus, the God of Lightning;
Poseidon, the God of the Seven seas;
Hades, protector and the God of the Underworld.
The three of them should thrive their best to make a good future for Olympus. Poseidon makes his first move. He gives a Trident to Aegon, the king of Olympia.

Now it's up to Aegon to save the trident. Will he save it or will it goes into the wrong hands. 

Get into the journey of the Trident and all the adventures that lay inside this book.

LET THE GAME BEGIN...

[This story is rated 18+]
[Contains Strong language, sexual themes.]

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