It was Hades who first reacted. His Death Edict surged, coating his menacing scythe in its black, deathly energy. And then with a vertical swipe, he cleaved space apart. Without hesitation, he jumped into it. His destination?
Olympus.
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In the pits of Tartarus, no, it couldn't be called a pit anymore. Besieged by Chaos Edict from all directions, the pit held no sway. As though it was a mirror, with the Tablet of Chaos as the starting point, a spiderweb of cracks began appearing on the seemingly endless darkness. stretching as far as the eyes could see.
In a matter of seconds, the cracks had covered the whole space, and then…
BANG!
It shattered into countless parts. But then, the change in scenery didn't come as expected. They had gone from darkness to… darkness? No. The Titans could sense the change immediately. They were indeed in darkness, but… compared to the oppressive blackness of the pits, this felt more… unweighty?
