Ch. 154: The Secret Behind Titanomachy (III) (Poseidon's POV)
The great war had finally come to a close. The clash of gods and titans was over, the earth scarred, the sky heavy with the remnants of a battle that had shook the very foundations of the world. I stood there amidst the ruin, the once-vibrant fields now nothing more than a graveyard of shattered stone, broken weapons, and fallen comrades. The air was thick with the acrid scent of ash and blood. It was a smell that would forever be etched into my mind. But amidst it all, there was something else, something pure. The warmth of the sun.
For the first time since I could remember, I allowed myself to truly breathe. I felt the soft rays of the morning sun on my skin, warming me in ways that had nothing to do with the violence I had left behind. It was a peace I thought I would never know, a peace that felt almost alien after years of unrelenting conflict.
