The Cronoverse: Dainen's Kingdom
The air hummed with an unseen energy, a power that seemed to pulse from the very stones beneath. Then, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hall-slow, deliberate, and heavy with purpose.
A figure emerged from the shadows, her presence commanding yet graceful. It was Deriss, one of Dainen's wives, her sharp eyes scanning the room before settling on the throne. She bowed slightly, her voice firm but respectful.
"My lord," she said, "the troops stand ready for war."
At the center of the room, seated upon a throne was Dainen himself. His massive frame radiated an aura of raw power, his very presence making the air thick with energy. His eyes, glowing like embers, flickered as he turned his gaze toward Deriss.
With a voice that was both strong and calm, he replied, "Good work, Deriss."
No sooner had the words left his lips than another figure strode into the throne room. This was Amiss, another of Dainen's wives, her face twisted in anger. She clenched her fists as she spoke, her voice sharp with frustration.
"So, are we all going to fight this senseless war?" she demanded.
Before anyone could respond, another set of footsteps approached. A deep, mocking laugh filled the air as a third figure entered-Lenon, a ruler known for her sharp tongue and sharper blade.
"Come now, Amiss," Lenon said, smirking. "It's not a senseless war. It's a stupid war."
Deriss nodded in agreement, her expression cold. "Why would the gods dare to fight us when they know they stand no chance?"
Dainen let out a heavy sigh, silencing them all. His voice, though quiet, carried the weight of finality.
"End this discussion. None of it matters. What matters is that they have chosen death... and we will answer them with it." He rose from his throne, his towering form casting a long shadow. "Now, come with me to my bedchamber, Amiss. Deriss."
Without another word, the two women followed him, their footsteps fading into the darkness of the palace halls. Lenon was left alone in the throne room, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Seriously?" she muttered to herself. "Really? Alright then."
Planet Earth: The Kingdom of Olympus – A Destroyed Battlefield
The once-great kingdom of Olympus lay in ruins. The ground was scorched, the sky choked with smoke, and the remnants of shattered mountains littered the landscape. Amidst the destruction, two figures stood facing each other-Hades, the god of the underworld, and Yoton, the ruler forgotten by his own.
Hades' eyes burned with fury as he advanced toward Yoton, his voice a growl of pure rage.
"I'm going to make you beg for mercy, ruler!"
In an instant, Hades summoned his weapons-twin chains of blackened steel, their edges lined with deadly blades. With a burst of incredible speed, he charged forward, spinning the chains in a deadly whirlwind before launching them at Yoton.
Yoton, calm and unshaken, watched the movement of the blades. At the last possible moment, he summoned his own weapon-a long sword, forged in the heart of the first Titan, its edge humming with ancient power. With a swift motion, he deflected Hades' attack, the clash of steel sending sparks flying.
The battle erupted into chaos.
Blow after blow, they exchanged strikes-swords clashing, fists flying, kicks landing with bone-shaking force. Their combat shifted styles seamlessly-from weaponry to hand-to-hand, from brute strength to bursts of dark energy that tore through the battlefield.
The ground trembled beneath them, great cracks splitting the earth. Mountains, already weakened by the war, crumbled into dust. The air itself seemed to scream as their power collided, neither one giving the other an inch.
But then-Hades' strikes began to slow. His movements, once fluid, became sluggish. Yoton, sensing weakness, saw his opening.
With a roar, Yoton unleashed a blast of dark energy, a wave of pure destruction that struck Hades full-force. The impact sent the god of the underworld flying backward, his body crashing into the ruins of a shattered mountain. The collision was catastrophic-the already broken landscape exploded into dust, the force of the blow shaking the earth itself.
Silence fell over the battlefield.
Hades lay motionless, buried beneath the rubble.
The Final Clash: Yoton vs. Hades
The battle between Yoton and Hades had reached its peak. The air was thick with tension, the ground trembling beneath their feet as the two god's faced each other. Yoton, a being of immense power, did not waste a single moment. With a swift motion, he stretched his hands forward once more, and an even darker, more terrifying energy began to swirl around his fingers. The same deadly force that had slain Hercules now gathered in his palms.
With a voice that echoed like thunder, Yoton spoke the word that brought destruction:
"Oblivion."
BOOM!
A massive wave of dark energy erupted from his hands, surging toward Hades like a storm of death. But Hades, the god of the underworld, was not one to fall so easily. He had survived countless battles, and he would not be destroyed without a fight.
Quickly, Hades pushed himself up from the rubble where he had been thrown, his eyes burning with defiance. He raised his own hands, summoning his most devastating attack-Ragnarok-a force capable of ending worlds.
CRASH!
The two energies collided in midair, creating a shockwave that shook the heavens. Neither god was willing to back down. The clash became a battle of endurance, strength, and willpower. Sparks of dark and crimson energy crackled as the two forces struggled for dominance.
But Yoton was not just strong-he was cunning. While Hades focused on holding back the dark energy, Yoton swiftly launched another attack. A second blast of energy shot from his free hand, aimed directly at Hades' chest.
Yet, Hades was still fast enough to react. With a grunt, he summoned another burst of power, blocking the second attack just before it could strike him.
For a moment, it seemed like the battle would continue forever-a never-ending struggle between two unstoppable forces.
But then...
Yoton vanished.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Hades' sight. The god of the underworld barely had time to think before-
WHAM!
A devastating punch struck Hades from behind, slamming into his spine with bone-shattering force. The impact was so powerful that Hades coughed up blood, his body lurching forward in pain.
The sudden attack disrupted Hades' concentration, weakening his counterattack. Yoton's dark energy, no longer held back, surged forward like a tidal wave.
BOOOOOOM!
A blinding explosion erupted, swallowing Hades whole. The force was so immense that it resembled a nuclear blast, shaking the earth and sending shockwaves for miles.
As the dust slowly settled, Yoton floated calmly in the air, his aura radiating power. Then, with a slow descent, he landed gracefully on the ground. His footsteps echoed as he walked forward, his eyes scanning the destruction.
Then... movement.
From the shadows, Hades emerged-but he was no longer the mighty god he had been moments ago. Both of his arms were gone, torn away by the explosion. His body was covered in deep wounds, his bones shattered, his skin burned and bruised. Blood dripped from his lips as he struggled to stand.
Yoton stared at him with cold, deadly eyes. His voice was calm, but filled with a terrifying promise.
"Now... where is Zeus, Hades? Or better yet-where is his lightning bolt? Either one will do for me. So tell me... where are they?" He took a step closer. "If you don't want to die, I suggest you start talking. Otherwise... I will have no choice but to kill you."
Hades, despite his injuries, let out a loud, mocking laugh that echoed across the battlefield.
"Well, Yoton... to be honest, Zeus isn't here right now. But the bolt is." He grinned, blood staining his teeth. "And if you kill me... you'll never get it." His laughter grew louder. "But that's only if you CAN kill me. You didn't beat me-you just outsmarted me. And it cost me my hands... but I can always grow them back."
Yoton's patience was gone. His voice turned icy, laced with fury.
"I'm done playing games with you, little god. I don't even care about the bolt anymore. I'll find it myself. Right now... you die."
The moment the words left his lips, Yoton moved.
With insane speed, he dashed toward Hades, his fist clenched, ready to deliver the final blow.
But Hades had one last trick.
Instead of trying to defend himself...
He self-destructed.
In an instant, Hades released ALL of his energy at once-an explosion so powerful that it killed him instantly and unleashed destruction on a scale never seen before.
The blast swallowed Yoton whole.
Then... it kept going.
The shockwave expanded, consuming everything in its path-the battlefield, the ruins, even the entire continent connected to Olympus.
The world trembled.
And then...
Silence.
To be continued.