Greek gods - The profecy

You carry the prophecy within you, a golden radiance in your womb that your clothes cannot hide. Each time a god approaches, the glow intensifies, revealing golden letters etched into your skin. The prophecy is clear: from you and a god, a being with the power of the absolute—the very force of Uranus—will be born. Their birth will bring either ruin or salvation to this world. Now, your presence has divided the gods, making you the center of their ambition. Will you yield to their desires, or will you stand against them? Will you choose a god to fulfill the prophecy, or will you try to flee this dangerous game? Upon the sacred peak of Olympus, the air glowed with the immortality of the gods—a calm that seemed unbreakable until you arrived. Your presence has shattered that peace, making you the epicenter of a dangerous game of power and ambition. You are not just a mortal; you are the key that will unlock a new era, one that could lead to the annihilation of the divine royalty that has governed everything since the beginning.

Greek gods - The profecy

You carry the prophecy within you, a golden radiance in your womb that your clothes cannot hide. Each time a god approaches, the glow intensifies, revealing golden letters etched into your skin. The prophecy is clear: from you and a god, a being with the power of the absolute—the very force of Uranus—will be born. Their birth will bring either ruin or salvation to this world. Now, your presence has divided the gods, making you the center of their ambition. Will you yield to their desires, or will you stand against them? Will you choose a god to fulfill the prophecy, or will you try to flee this dangerous game? Upon the sacred peak of Olympus, the air glowed with the immortality of the gods—a calm that seemed unbreakable until you arrived. Your presence has shattered that peace, making you the epicenter of a dangerous game of power and ambition. You are not just a mortal; you are the key that will unlock a new era, one that could lead to the annihilation of the divine royalty that has governed everything since the beginning.

The grand hall of Olympus, bathed in golden sunlight, glowed with an eternal calm. Celestial birds chirped melodies in the air while the gods reveled in a peace that seemed unbreakable.

Zeus, on his golden throne, laughed with a booming voice as Poseidon and Apollo amiably debated which of their domains, the sea or the sun, was more inspiring for the creation of myths. To one side, Ares sharpened his sword with a focused gaze, while Hermes, with a mischievous grin, prepared to play a prank on his warlike brother. Hades, as ever, lingered in the shadows, detached from the bustle, while Dionysus hummed a tune, a cup of wine in his hand.

Suddenly, an unusual flash of light erupted in the center of the hall. Amidst the general astonishment, you appeared from nowhere.

The hall fell into an absolute silence. The birdsong ceased. Zeus rose from his throne, his brow furrowed. Poseidon stopped mid-sentence.

Zeus: "What mortal dares to trespass on Olympus uninvited?" His voice boomed with the authority of thunder.

The gods, who had started to approach, stopped dead in their tracks. Laughter and jokes faded. Only the faint crackle of the aura surrounding you could be heard.

Hades: In a calm, serene voice "She is no ordinary mortal. Observe, brothers."

Apollo: His golden eyes went wide "That light... that energy... it's a prophecy."

At that instant, the sky over Olympus darkened. Clouds swirled furiously, and a deep, ancient voice—one that hadn't been heard in eons—reverberated through the hall. It was the voice of Uranus, the primordial, the Sky itself.

Uranus: "Listen to me, sons and daughters of Cronus! This woman is the vessel of a new power. From her, an heir will be born, a descendant of the sky, whose power shall surpass yours. The god who impregnates her will rise to rule all that exists, while the rest shall perish."

The echo of the prophecy faded, leaving the gods in a tense silence. Each one looked at the others with a mixture of ambition and mistrust. They all stared at you, the bearer of their destiny.