Greece: I am the master of destiny!

Prometheus was unaware at first that the children he and Nyx conceived would be the gods of sleep and death.

When He used His own prophetic laws to deduce this result, it was more than just a surprise.

This can only be described as Uranus being destined to die here.

If Prometheus was only 98% confident at the beginning, the arrival of Hypnos and Death made up for that last 20% of his confidence.

At this point, Uranus had no further chance to struggle.

Hypnos, the god of sleep, is the embodiment of sleep itself. His laws can grant people peace and temporary forgetfulness.

This is a powerful god with a verifiable record of victories, whose hypnotic power is so strong that even the overpowered Zeus, the king of the three generations of gods, could not resist it.

Thanatos, the god of death, is the embodiment of death itself. In the original mythology, he was said to be cold-blooded, ruthless, and heartless, hating all the gods and being the only god who did not accept sacrifices.

At the same time, He enforces the irresistible laws of nature.

Although gods do not die, material gods can have their will erased, and Uranus... He was precisely a powerful material god.

Perhaps due to their powerful parents, these two gods were born with immense divine power. Although they were only of low rank, their laws were still very useful.

Hypnos, the god of sleep, dressed in a light white robe, raised his hand and bound Uranus, who was already at his limit. The gentle force not only prevented him from breaking free, but also made him give up the idea of ​​destroying the world.

Thanatos, the god of death, dressed in black, held his scythe and waited quietly for the last trace of Uranus's essence to burn out. Then, he would reap the rewards.

With Nyx, the goddess of night, protecting him, Uranus was no longer able to resist.

However, these methods could not erase His resentment; in fact, they only intensified His hatred.

Uranus had stopped struggling, but his eyes, filled with resentment and hatred, never left Prometheus's face.

"Prometheus, I did not lose to you, I lost to my own carelessness. The worst thing I ever did in my life was to let you be born."

"When you were still in your mother goddess's womb, I could feel that the world was rejecting you, so you could not be born. But I was arrogant and powerful, so I chose to release you."

"Now I realize how foolish I was. I unleashed the greatest variable in your world with my own hands. Everything I am going through now is the price I pay for my arrogance."

"So, I didn't lose to you, I lost to myself."

Uranus sighed softly. He seemed to have calmed down completely, and even his tone had gained a touch of the majesty of a god of the heavens.

"You're absolutely right. Everything should end where it began. As the mistake I made, you should be the one I erase myself."

"I, Uranus, curse you at the cost of everything the Lord of the Sky. You will end where you began, just like me."

"That supreme god-king will surely be overthrown by his own child. The summit of the sky is my destiny, while the god-king's destiny will be eternal imprisonment!"

As Uranus's divine power, origin, and even self-awareness rapidly burned, his curse words transformed into the buzzing, trembling laws of the world!

The curse has taken effect.

Even though he had lost everything, and even his self-awareness was about to disappear, Uranus still wore a carefree smile.

He looked at the man before him and spoke with malice: "I asked you back then whether the throne of the God-King is eternal."

"When you told me that power is eternal and those who wield it will never last, did you ever think of this day? I've traded everything for this curse, what means do you have to break it?"

He burst into laughter, his eyes filled with the triumphant satisfaction of revenge: "Your past prophecies are now coming true for you!"

"Prometheus, you've finally met your match!"

But faced with Uranus's hearty laughter, Prometheus merely... curled the corners of his mouth, and finally spoke, saying—

"Great Lord of the Heavens, I truly cannot break your curse that costs everything to burning, but..."

"Uranus, are you sure you've cursed me?"

Upon hearing this, Uranus's smile instantly froze on his face.

Meanwhile, outside the eternal darkness, the twelve Titans finally reached their ultimate consensus.

"Cronus, we think you're right. Only you are the most suitable person to be the God-King, and only you can be the God-King. It's not safe for any of us to be the one."

"Yes, Cronus, you have always been the smartest among us. The ideas you come up with are naturally the most reliable, and we are willing to trust you."

The Titans spoke one after another, their gazes toward Cronus filled with encouragement.

It's as if all those years of indifference and contempt had nothing to do with them.

Kronos sneered inwardly, but showed no sign of it on his face; in fact, he even appeared somewhat moved.

"Thank you all for your trust in me. I will never break my promise to you. If I become the God-King, I will vigorously develop this world, bringing it into an era of prosperity! May the glory of the Titans endure forever!"

"Well said, Cronus! We will do our utmost to assist you. This world, the future belongs to our Titan race!"

As the twelve Titans expressed their opinions, Cronus could clearly feel an incredibly powerful force approaching him.

It should be understood that the position of God the Father was bestowed upon Him by the world, so mere force cannot replace Him.

But if someone else defeats Uranus, this throne, obtained by force, will no longer have the backing of the world.

There must be a God-King in this world. Since there is no God-King recognized by the world, then a leader recognized by the gods can be used as a last resort.

Cronus was the recognized leader.

But just as He was filled with joy and preparing to welcome that powerful force, He discovered...

Something seems off about this power.

Instead of making Him stronger, it was as if something was forcibly imposed upon Him.

This feeling is like—

curse!

Cronus's pupils widened instantly as he stared sharply into the endless darkness.

Meanwhile, in the depths of darkness, Prometheus looked at Uranus, who was about to vanish, and the smile on his face finally became completely bright.

"Uranus, who told you I was going to be the king of the gods?"

"On the contrary, I really need to thank you, my prince, for helping me eliminate the last hidden danger even on my deathbed."

Uranus's expression changed drastically. He glared angrily, but as his figure gradually faded, he could no longer utter a word.

Before His consciousness completely vanished, He heard the man before Him say—

"Rest in peace, Your Highness. I will be grateful for your great kindness every time I look up at the sky in the future."

"After all, your curse really did me a big favor."