The cosmos itself trembled.
It was a subtle shift at first—a ripple through the fabric of the world. Then, like a great wave crashing upon the shore, the very balance of existence was thrown into chaos.
Something fundamental had changed.
A Titan had fallen.
And not just any Titan—Iapetus, one of the four Pillars.
His Authority, once an immovable force that defined the world, had vanished...no, not vanished, but stolen.
The other Titans felt it.
Iapetus has been stripped of his domain and died.
On mount on Orthys, inside Cronus' temple.
Cronus' fingers froze mid-tap against the armrest of his grand throne.
His eyes narrowed, his face darkned as he felt the death of Iapetus and his stolen domain.
For the past three years, the war had been an irritation, a nuisance that he allowed to exist because he found amusement in the struggle of his wayward children.
But now...
Now, he felt it.
