An eerie feeling rests upon the land of an abandoned realm, it was a bit too quiet, and the world that once had a lush green landscape is now burnt to a crisp.
Cronus ambles to a cave, where the entrance stands tall and wide. He walks in, guided by torches that line the cave walls.
He could feel the energy of gods and goddesses hiding within the cave, like a mirage. It may look like no living being would stay there, but Cronus knew better.
"Zeus!" Cronus's voice bounces off the walls, causing small rocks to fall from the ceiling.
Cronus knew his son and knew he would be hiding, plotting, and trying to find a way to get rid of his father again.
A small smile crosses Cronus's lips. He waited thousands of years to get revenge on Zeus, and now that the fates have pointed him in the right direction, Nothing will stand in his way.
