Life! Death!
The two opposing laws intertwined, forming the law of ice and fire. Ice represented death, while fire embodied life. As these laws intertwined, they coalesced into vibrant strands of light.
From this radiant light emerged a figure, slowly being born amidst a surge of divine power. Dark red hair fluttered in the wind, and beautiful eyes, akin to pure crystal, gradually opened. Their brilliance was mesmerizing, drawing onlookers into a trance, a spell of sheer beauty that felt intoxicating.
Draped in a black robe, his aura began to awaken, churning waves of terrifying energy. He transitioned instantaneously through ranks—third-rate gods, second-rate gods, first-rate gods, main gods, Titan main gods, and god king—leaping to the pinnacle of power.
In mere moments, he transformed into a god king, yet even after this elevation, his aura continued to swell at an alarming rate, an unsettling speed that evoked fear. The presence of this endless power grew exponentially.
"Father God! Mother God!" His voice rang softly, carrying a hint of a smile. "Goddess, I am born under your nurturing. I will fulfill the mission you set for me. But know this: after that, I shall no longer be under your command."
"No problem," Gaia replied, her expression devoid of emotion. To her, this child was merely a tool, a means to an end—an object without intrinsic value.
"Hehehe" The Titan smiled lightly. "How very emotionless of you, Mother. Now, grant me what is rightfully mine. I shall take my leave to accomplish my mission, and soon the world shall recognize me as its true master!"
His pride was palpable, an arrogance that both inspired awe and fear. This last Titan's demeanor radiated an unusual intensity that set him apart.
Gaia regarded him with indifference. Unlike this child, she favored Bell and Athena. To her, he was simply a tool—potentially useful, yet ultimately expendable. Whether he succeeded or failed mattered little to her.
"After all, born at the intersection of life and death, it would be remarkable if you were to perish so easily," she thought. She was confident that the birth of this last Titan would change everything for the three god kings, shifting the very fabric of their reality.
"This is your destiny…" Gaia extended a hand, channeling the light of ice and fire into the Titan's form. Instantly, his aura intensified, surging with newfound power. A satisfied smile crept onto his lips.
"Goodbye, Mother. When we meet again, I will be the supreme god king, and all—Hades, Poseidon, Zeus, Bell, Athena—will fall before me."
"Hahaha" His laughter echoed as he vanished in an instant, an afterimage fading into nothingness. Gaia observed his departure with a calm composure; this was all anticipated.
Tartarus.
Tartarus chuckled, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "Gaia, it seems your last heir harbors grand ambitions! I must admit, I appreciate such ambition."
Gaia responded coolly, "His failure is inevitable. I am merely curious to see if he can defeat Zeus. As for Hades and Poseidon? Their paths have diverged considerably; Poseidon is treading the path of the Evil God, while Hades has nearly ascended to the realm of the Primordial Gods."
Tartarus frowned at this revelation. "Hades stepping into that realm with such ease? That's surprising."
"Indeed," Gaia nodded. "Among my offspring, Uranus was born a god king, Cronus was exceptional, and while Bell and Athena have their merits, Hades stands out. He seems ordinary, yet his growth is remarkable, a progression I find difficult to fathom."
Tartarus squinted thoughtfully. Although he should have been an ally to Hades, he chose not to support him outright. Now, as Hades approached this new height, Tartarus couldn't help but reflect on his potential, albeit briefly.
Ultimately, he dismissed the notion. Hades was merely a new-generation god; even with his ascendance, he was not on par with Tartarus. There existed a vast chasm between the god kings, just as there was between Primordial Gods. In Tartarus's mind, Hades was simply a child of the new era—a mere jest in the grand tapestry of power.