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Prince of Olympus

A long, long time ago the Gods created a world which they inhabited with creature such as giants, dwarves, elves and merfolk. The races lived peacefully until the Gods created humans. Growing jealous of the attention the Gods gave the humans the other races grew furious and decided to band together. They launched an assault on Olympus and after a long battle forced the Gods to flee. After the victory the alliance held for a short time before the giants betrayed the other races and decided to claim Olympus and the world for their own. At this time they were met with a prophecy, that they would meet their end by the hands of the children of the Gods. Scared they created a kingdom for the humans to live and killed any who was considered to be special but even that could not stop their fate. Now a few of the twelve giant siblings remain as Sky the child of Zeus must follow his destiny to slay Poryphyrion, his fathers mortal enemy. The only problem is he's twelve and has lived his entire life in the streets of the Capital City Riner. Not knowing about the world nor his father Sky is suddenly thrown into a world of half-bloods, ancient warriors, mythological beasts and gods and is expected to overcome it all as the Prince of Olympus

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Growth!! An Agreement Made!!

Bahrny launched himself forwards again, this time, twice the speed at which he'd done it before. Sky took a step to the left and spun his body backwards, dodging the swipe with ease. Immediately after Bahrny started a barrage of swipes and jabs getting faster and faster as he did so, twisting his body quickly to gather as much power as he could.

With ease Sky avoided them all, not attempting to strike, simply to evade. The barrage ended with a powerful slam on the ground as Bahrny drove his blade downwards. Once the attack had finished Sky jumped backwards creating some distance between the two of them.

"You've gotten faster." Bahrny said between deep breaths.

"In a way." Sky smiled.

Bahrny suddenly crouched low and touched the ground. As ominous as before, a dark mist settled in the arena followed by cyan glowing soldiers bringing themselves out of the ground.

Sky took a wide stance and made a fist, bringing his elbows to his sides while letting the rest of his hands point forwards. "Let's get this over with quickly." Sky murmured.

"Thunder God: Level Four!" He said.

Nothing happened, as the number of the soldiers crawling out of the ground grew larger and larger.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Bahrny started laughing, followed by the rest of the arena.

Atlas and the six demigods suddenly focused their attention onto Sky.

BZZZT!! BOOOM!!! All the soldiers crumbled back to mist. As Sky drove a hardened fist into Bahrny's stomach. He coughed as the fist drove deeper and deeper into his stomach.

"Thunder Art: Second Form: Flash!" Sky said.

Quickly he took a few steps backwards, pulling his arms backwards.

"Thunder Art: First Form: Thunderclap Fourfold!" He shouted bringing his hands together.

ROOOOOOOM!!!!! A monstrous roar echoed throughout the arena as a conic shape dug its way into the sound, exploding outwards and destroying the metallic barrier and part of the stands.

When the dust settled, Bahrny clawed his way through the broken piece of wall he was in. He landed firm on the ground, blood dripping from his mouth and ear as he rubbed his stomach. There was an inaudible growl as he touched the ground.

"Selective Summoning!" Bahrny shouted as the eleven phantom heroes clawed their way out of the ground.

"Hey hey hey hey hey!" Rune started saying, "When did he get strong enough to do that!"

Kronos threw his palms forwards, allowing the dials to appear.

Sky smiled as he watched Capricorn and the others take form and stand before him. Between them stood Bahrny, his sword drawn and collecting the black mist from the arena. Sky extended his right arm to the side.

"On!" He said as a blue coat of lightning flashed and enveloped his body.

WHAM!! ZZZZT!!! Suddenly the blood red man stood in front of him, his palm facing Sky as he tried digging his nails into Sky's chest, being stopped by the lightning coat, acting like a shield.

Sky crouched low to the ground, as if reaching for a sword that hung on his belt. "Thunder Art: Fifth Form: Burning Lightning! Fourfold!" He said.

KRAKOWW!!!!! BZZZZZT!!!! PING! PING! PING! PING! A flash of lightning appeared on the field, brightly and blindingly bouncing between the eleven heroes and suddenly shooting upwards. Immediately it disappeared, revealing Sky's body, still in the crouch spinning in the air.

Suddenly the bodies of the eleven heroes caught flame, burning violently. While midair Sky clasped his hands and pulled them over his head.

"Thunder Art: Fourth Form: Bright Strike!" He shouted as a bright light illuminated the Sky above.

WHAM!!!!!! Suddenly the ground started shaking as people in the arena screamed. BZZZZZT!!! The lightning danced around Sky as he closed in on Bahrny, his fist already below Bahnry's chin.

Bahrny saw the attack briefly before seeing Sky in his face. Even though he knew, his body couldn't move in time. Sky's cloak was moments away from touching Bahrny's skin.

"Chronostasis!!" Kronos shouted, freezing Sky.

Slowly the dust began to settle, as it did the fading bodies of the eleven heroes could be seen, melting into the shadows. Bahrny breathed quickly, now fully being able to process what was about to happen as he saw Sky's calm eyes full of determination and confidence, milliseconds away from making him unconscious.

"I think he's proven enough." Kronos said, slowly catching his breath.

Atlas leaped into the arena and stood opposite of Sky, grabbing his fist. He nodded towards Kronos who released his hold.

BOOOOOOOM!!!!! The impact shook the place. Atlas forced the dust down, showing that he had stopped Sky's attack without effort.

"Huh?" Sky looked puzzled as to why Atlas stood in front of him, holding his fist.

"You won!" Atlas said, letting go and patting himself off.

Sky chuckled as the crowd silently watched.

"AND THE VICTOR!!!!" Max shouted, "IS SKY!!!!!!!!"

The silent crowd didn't cheer. Suddenly loud cheering and shouting was heard from atop the commentators booth, leading to the crowd eventually participating. Afterwards Claire came down and read off one of her tattoos, allowing a blue flame to envelope Bahrny, as it disappeared, so did his wounds, leaving Claire exhausted and Bahrny as good as new. With an annoyed look he motioned for everyone to go to the town hall.

After everyone had resumed their positions around the table, Bahrny finally said, "We'll help you."

Drawing shocked looks from his side.

"Why!" Carla glared.

Bahrny looked at her studying her face before pointing to Sky while still keeping his gaze locked on her. "He has the potential to end this war, once and for all, and now he's finally shown it!" He said.

"The end is finally in sight, I don't care what I have to do or lose, if I can end this, I will!" Bahrny said.

Carla glared for a little longer before averting her gaze. "Fine."

Bahrny turned to Sky, "You better not turn tail and run!" He said aggressively.

Sky pushed his palm into Bahrny's face, "If I was going to run I would never have come here!" He said.

"How long until you're ready?" Rune asked.

"Give us three days, we'll be ready by the end of it." Leeds answered.

"Good," Rune cracked his fingers and slammed his hands on the table, "Now for the plan!"