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    The Titans stirred from their ancient slumber.

    Their colossal forms


    emerged from the depths of the earth, shaking mountains and shattering
    forests. The very ground quaked as they awakened, their eyes blazing
    with fury.The people of Greece trembled before these wrathful beings.
    They whispered tales of the Titans’ power, their hunger for vengeance,
    and their insatiable rage. Fear hung heavy in the air as the Titans
    rampaged across the land, leaving destruction in their wake.
    “WHERE IS HERA, TELL ME NOW BEFORE I KNOCK YOU ALL TO THE PLACE
    WHERE THEY EAT DEAD ROTTEN BODIES
    But amidst the chaos, a tiny boy named Nikos stepped forward. His legs
    wobbled, and his voice quivered, but he faced the Titans with
    determination. “She’s on Mount Olympus,” he stammered. “Hera… she’s
    there.”
    The Titans seized Nikos and carried him aloft, their eyes narrowing. “Take
    us to her,” they demanded. And so, Nikos led them to the sacred peak,
    where the gods once held court. Hera awaited her fate. She struggled
    against her captors, but their strength was unmatched. They dragged her
    to the Box of Wishes—a relic hidden by Poseidon in the depths of the blue
    sea. “Make your wish, you must wish for the Titans to rule” the Titans
    hissed at Hera. “Only those with pure hearts can command the world.”
    Hera hesitated. She had seen the darkness in men’s souls, the greed and
    cruelty that tainted even the noblest hearts. But she had no choice. With a
    trembling breath, she whispered her desire: “Let the Titans rule.”
    The Box of Wishes shimmered, granting her plea. The Titans roared in
    triumph, their forms growing more immense. They name swept across
    continents, reshaping the world in their image. Empires crumbled, and
    mortal kings bowed before their might.
    Zeus’s golden armour gleamed, and his eyes blazed with furry. Beside him
    stood his siblings—Hera, Poseidon—each harbouring their own vendettas
    against the Titans. Kronos, the Titan King, awaited him. His form towered
    above the clouds, a living embodiment of primordial power. Poseidon had
    now gone to his underwater kingdom where he ruled with a plan
    Medusa could hear Poseidon’s echoes from the water. She came closer
    hearing “Drink the water it holds power to defeat the Titans only you can
    do. Hearing this Medusa took a deep breath as she drank the water. A
    bright light then blinded Kronos as Zeus seized the opportunity. Zeus then
    hurled his bolt mixing with his anger boiling inside fired the bolt at
    Kromos. DEFEAT, VICTORY!!
    And so, Medusa—once cursed, now transformed—dwelled in the shadows.
    In the villages, whispers spread like wildfire. “Where is Medusa?” they
    asked, their voices hushed. The fishermen, their nets empty, gazed out to
    sea. “Did she become stone herself the children, wide-eyed and curious,
    drew her likeness in the dust. “Will she return”

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