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Jupiter's eyes widened.
Wait. Why is she crying?
I thought... I thought Kronos destroyed her soul. Jupiter closed his eyes and focused.
Divinity.
He could use divinity like Sage Mode, so he focused deeply. With his Order Divinity, he saw the truth. It was situation just like Grandfather Uranus.
Kronos had scattered Campe's soul inside her—everywhere and Only one thing remained intact: the command to serve Kronos.
"Disgusting", Jupiter thought, clenching his fists.
Now that he knew, he felt bad. Before, he thought Campe was just another enemy. Someone to fight and defeat.
But she wasn't fighting to win but She was fighting because she had nothing else.
Jupiter let out a deep sigh.
He had been having fun fighting, but now… it didn't feel right.
"Alright," he muttered. "I'll fix you." as He placed his hand on her forehead.
His Order Divinity surged, gathering the shattered pieces of her soul and Then, he used natural energy to heal and nourish it.
If he left her like this, his grandmother, Gaia, would be disappointed.
Why? Because Campe was also Gaia's daughter.
BOOM!
A burst of energy exploded, surrounding Campe in light. Jupiter's divinity flowed through her, weaving her soul back together.
Her eyes widened. She could feel it.
For the first time in eons, she was whole. Memories rushed back—
She remembered Kronos coming here...and How he ordered her to bind the Cyclopes and stop them from escaping... But the Cyclopes and Hecatoncheires were like her brothers. And she—she was Gaia's daughter too.
So she refused.
Kronos, in a fit of rage, had swung his scythe. The same scythe he had used to kill Uranus their Father . The same scythe he believed he has slay the child who would overthrow him while murmuring . As he shattered Campe's soul, erasing her free will.
But before she could fade, Kronos had etched powerful runes into her body, making her his puppet. Now, for the first time in eons, she was free.
She looked at Jupiter, her expression unreadable.
Jupiter grinned. "There you go! That's better, right? Now you should be feeling okay."
Campy blinked, folding her massive wings around herself. After a long silence, she nodded. Everything had come back—her memories, her true self. She finally remembered how Kronos had used her like a puppet, forcing her to bind her own brothers, the Cyclopes and Hecatoncheires. But now, for the first time in ages, she felt whole.
"Well, well, that was a good fight!" Jupiter said, stretching his arms. "You wanna fight again later? But this time with your soul actually intact? You know, if you give me a good challenge!"
Since sneaking into the Dragon Ball world, Jupiter had grown to love fighting, just like Goku.
Campy hesitated, then smirked. Jupiter burst into laughter. "That's the spirit!"
Above them, unseen eyes watched in shock.
For a while, Jupiter and Campy sat in silence. She still couldn't believe it. She had thrown everything at him—her claws, her fire, her rage, her destruction—yet he had healed her instead of killing her. It made no sense. He should have finished her off.
She clenched her fists, then scoffed. "Don't think this means you won just because I wasn't in my right mind, stupid god."
Jupiter grinned wider. "Hahaha! No worries, big girl! You're always welcome to fight me again!"
Campy turned away, crossing her arms. But her face was slightly red.
What was this feeling? Warm, annoying, and confusing all at once. She didn't understand it. She had lived in rage and emptiness for so long. Emotions like this felt… foreign.
Yet, for the first time, she didn't feel like a puppet anymore.
Jupiter looked at Campe. She was staring off in a different direction, her face slightly red.
Seeing this, he suddenly remembered all the anime he had watched. Oh, he knew what this was. He might be a bit dense, but he understood love… at least in theory. And, well, he did love teasing people. Hugs, jokes, playful pranks—it was the best.
Scratching the back of his head, he grinned. "You know, you're kinda cute when you're trying to rip my head off with full force."
Campe's face turned even redder. "W-What?! You idiot! I wasn't— I mean, I don't care! I wasn't even in control of my own body!" She crossed her arms and huffed. "Just shut up!"
Jupiter laughed. "Did I just find your weak spot?"
Campe's tail lashed out at him, not to kill, but out of pure embarrassment. "Shut up! I don't care about that at all!" she hissed.
Jupiter effortlessly dodged, still grinning. "Oh yeah? Then why's your face red?" He leaned toward her, teasing.
Immediately, Campe covered her cheeks with her hands. "T-That's just because this place is hot! We're in is deep even in Tartarus Standards, and idiot! It's not because of you!"
Jupiter smirked. He had fought some of the strongest warriors in the Dragon Ball world—Moro, Gas, even the First Demon King—but this? This was hilarious.
"Alright, alright, whatever you say, big girl," he said with a wink. "But you're kinda cool. Maybe we should hang out more."
Campe froze.
Her heart—once dead, once empty—skipped a beat.
She looked away, her claws tightening. "Do whatever you want, idiot," she muttered. Then, after a pause, she added, "But if you fight Kronos, you'll die. And that's not my problem."
Jupiter just laughed.
Campe scowled, turning her back to him.
What was this feeling?
And why… why didn't she want him to leave?
As this was happening, deep in the pit, behind Jupiter, the Cyclopes—Brontes, Arges, and Steropes—remained bound by chains. Their massive forms had been trapped for eons, held down by iron nails that pinned their hands.
They had watched everything.
They had seen battle beyond anything they had ever witnessed. Stronger than their father, Uranus. And yet, this young god—the new god of the sky—had fought their nightmare, Campe, and won.
But that wasn't the most shocking part.
Jupiter had healed her.
The Cyclopes stared, gripping their restraints tightly, as Campe—the terrifying, unstoppable guardian of Tartarus—stood before them, looking... flustered.
Like a maiden in love.
Brontes' massive eye twitched. "Wait… am I seeing this right?"
Arges rubbed his bald head against the ground, blinking slowly. "Yes."
Steropes, the quietest of the three, finished the sentence in disbelief. "The Campe. The Destroyer. The Nightmare of the Titans and Primordials..."
"...is acting lovey-dovey with that kid?"
They watched as Campe awkwardly fidgeted, avoiding Jupiter's gaze. Then she muttered, "If you're staying here, then don't be annoying." She crossed her arms, her face red. "And don't think I care if you get hurt. You're just an idiot who healed me for no reason."
Jupiter grinned. "Oh? Now you're worried about me?"
Campe immediately whipped her tail at him again. "Shut up! I am not!"
Jupiter dodged effortlessly, laughing.
Brontes groaned, rubbing his forehead against the ground. "I can't believe this. This is Campe we're talking about."
Arges straightened in horror. "What if she's possessed?! What if Jupiter's power messed with her mind?!"
Steropes, who had been watching closely, finally spoke. "No."
The others snapped their heads toward him. "How do you know?!"
Steropes took a slow breath, eyes narrowing. "Because I saw what Kronos did to her soul."
Brontes and Arges swallowed hard.
"You mean… her soul was really destroyed?"
Steropes nodded.
[Campe]