Kronos - Crushed Humans

Rhea escorted her son into the royal hall, where Old King Cannibal was snoozing on his throne. The years had not been kind to Kronos, which was ironic, since he was the lord of time. He hadn’t aged, exactly, but he seemed tired and listless. Making mortal life forms wither and die no longer amused him. Stepping on humans didn’t make him laugh like it used to, despite their cute little shrieks.

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Greek Gods, The Olympians Bash Some Heads