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he hot sun is beating
but it rapidly grows louder, almost
doing, he steps back and pushes
down on his shocked
as if he is travelling at light speed
Zeus’ arms off of his shoulders,
face, the master of time frozen
towards its origin. As the sound
his face returning to the empty
in that one moment of disbelief.
comes closer and closer, quickly
mask it always is, the strangely
His face is stuck in that wide-eyed
becoming very loud, another
comforting annoyance at the
expression, staring at the little
sensation is added; movement.
Master of Olympus’ loudness
boy’s corpse hidden by Denton’s
Realization slowly settles in his
filling the otherwise empty pit in
broad shoulders as his mind
confused mind; something is
his chest. He locks eyes with the
races through all the timelines he
shaking him. Soon after he smells
Greek father, silencing him with
has ever seen, re-analyzing and
a hint of flower through the slight
a deadly stare of disgust as he
re-evaluating every moment in
tang of sweat and ambrosia.
moves forward towards the body.
“HE KNEELS DOWN ON THE
OTHER SIDE OF THE SOBBING
DENTON, AND EVEN FROM THIS
ANGLE THE TINY BODY IS STILL
MOSTLY HIDDEN FROM VIEW.”
He kneels down on the other
side of the sobbing Denton, and
even from this angle the tiny body
is still mostly hidden from view.
“I need to examine the body.”
Chronos’ deep voice drones
through Denton’s sobs, causing
time. But no matter how often he
He recognizes the sound now;
the cyclops to snap up his head
fast forwarded through the cycle
it’s a voice. A familiar voice.
and look at the deity’s stony face
of creation, life and destruction,
“Chronos! Chronos! What
with a red and watery eye. The
the moment the little boy was
is wrong with you!” Zeus shouts
god’s empty stare shocks him
murdered simply didn’t exist.
right in Chronos’ face as he
from his grief, causing him to sag
blinks his eyes, his mind fully
back on his knees, his eye moving
eternity a sound slowly pierces his
returning to reality once more. As
to his nephew’s face as new tears
thoughts. It seems distant at first,
soon as he realizes what Zeus is
start rolling down his cheeks.
After what seemed like an
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