Greece: I am the master of destiny!

In today's world, time is the least valuable thing.

Three hundred years have passed since Cronus became the second-generation god-king.

During these three hundred years, the gods were busy procreating to strengthen themselves. With the birth of new laws, the world, which had been riddled with holes due to Uranus's cruelty, gradually recovered its prosperity.

Although Cronus was the king of the gods, he actually had little say due to his well-known weakness.

Therefore, the remaining Titans, as the true rulers of this world at present, are revered as the Titan Ancient Gods.

Over the past few centuries, they have lived a life of unbridled indulgence unlike anything they had ever known.

They each dominated their respective domains and divided the world's power among themselves.

The sun god Hyperion and the celestial god Crios controlled the stars, Oceanus controlled the ocean, Pontus controlled the distant sea, and the earth was naturally the mother goddess.

As for the underworld... for reasons that some Titans were unwilling to explicitly state, it was implicitly assigned to the underworld of a certain prophetic god.

The remaining areas were also occupied by the gods of law. In the end, Cronus became the nominal god-king, but his territory consisted only of the small area around the sacred mountain...

His divine king command prevented them from even leaving the sacred mountain; the newly born gods only knew the ancient Titans, not the divine king Cronus.

Cronus was helpless against this.

There was no other way; He was simply too weak. His original essence was almost gone, and he barely survived on the creative power bestowed upon him by the world after becoming the God-King.

However, in these three hundred years, although He did not make any contribution to the world or gain the recognition of the gods, His position as the god-king was not challenged, so the world's will recognized Him to a large extent.

He obtained most of the power of creation, and now his strength is among the top of the Titans.

But He remained patient and showed no intention of reclaiming His divine power, allowing the gods to divide the world among themselves.

Because He was only two hundred years away from obtaining the complete divine power of creation.

With this power, He can regain His lost origin and become the most powerful being in the world!

That will be the time for Him to settle accounts with the gods.

Before that, Cronus chose to remain patient.

Thanks to Topometheus, Cronus's greatest skill now is forbearance. Even though he is already thinking about how to deal with the gods two hundred years from now, he can pretend not to show it at all.

Even as his first child with Rhea was about to be born, he sent invitations to all the Titans, inviting them to gather on Mount Meru.

He even anticipated that the gods might refuse to come, so instead of being angry, He offered a reason that none of the gods could refuse:

—As He reigned as the king of the gods for longer, He gradually sensed that Uranus had left a curse on the gods. So He took advantage of this banquet to invite the gods to come and discuss it.

The Titans were instantly thrown into an uproar.

Three hundred years of good times were not enough for them to forget the torment of the past thousand years. When Uranus was mentioned, none of the Titans could ignore him.

Although they had no idea that there was any curse, since Cronus had said so, they preferred to believe it rather than not.

However, what the gods did not know was that Cronus had invited more than just them to this banquet.

"The invitation has been sent to the underworld, but will Prometheus really come?"

On the sacred mountain, Rhea held her protruding belly, her expression somewhat conflicted.

Since that battle three hundred years ago, Rhea's hatred for Prometheus has turned into fear, and she no longer dares to set foot in the underworld, not even wanting to see that mysterious guy.

"It doesn't matter whether He comes or not. It would be better if He didn't come, then we twelve Titans could unite and put pressure on Him," Cronus said with a smile.

Uranus did indeed leave a curse, though it only cursed Him, and the other Titans were unaware of it.

Cronus's plan was to instill fear in the Titans and then force Prometheus to reveal the contents of the curse.

This divine feast presents the best opportunity for alliance.

Not knowing the contents of the curse, Cronus was constantly uneasy, but given his relationship with Prometheus, it was too difficult to get Prometheus to tell him the contents of the curse directly.

Left with no other option, Cronus had to come up with this solution.

This was a completely open and calculated move. If Prometheus didn't reveal the curse, he could expect the twelve Titans to fight him to the death.

This is different from the duel three hundred years ago. Back then, the gods only felt offended and were somewhat frustrated by their defeat, so no one went to complain to Him.

But if it involves a curse, things are not so simple; the Titans will not let it go easily.

What? You're saying the curse only affected Cronus? Then tell us the details of the curse, otherwise who will believe it?

In doing so, Cronus achieved his goal of finding out the contents of the curse.

Cronus was very satisfied with his method, and even his gaze towards Rhea's protruding belly held a touch of admiration.

"He is truly a lucky child for me," Cronus said. "I can already vaguely sense His laws; He must be a powerful child."

"I only hope that He is happy and healthy," Rhea said with a smile, her maternal glow radiating tenderness as she stroked her belly.

"I can feel that He is about to be born," Rhea said, then, as if remembering something, her expression became hesitant: "Are we really not going to invite Gaia, the Earth Mother? Wouldn't that be too disrespectful?"

"So what if we neglect her?" Kronos scoffed, unconcerned. "As long as we don't violate the laws of reproduction, she can't do anything to us."

As he spoke, He looked at Rhea's lower abdomen, his eyes full of smugness: "See, no matter how dissatisfied she is with me, she still can't stop us from having children, can she?"

"Who can make the Mother Goddess of Childbirth unable to defy her own laws?"

Rhea frowned upon hearing this. She felt that something was amiss, but her love for Cronus prevented her from arguing.

So the gentle goddess of time nodded slightly, and just as she was about to say something more, her expression suddenly changed, and she placed her hands on her lower abdomen.

Kronos keenly sensed her abnormality, and then felt the fluctuations in the order of the world, a sign that a new law was being born.

A look of anticipation gradually appeared in Kronos's eyes, and amidst the humming of the laws, a fiery red figure slowly emerged.

It was Hestia, the goddess of the hearth and home who held the power of fire.

(Reference image of Hestia's body)