Olympians get out reeeeeeeeeeee

[Saint Seiya]

Drawbacks: The Divine War, Legends of the Past, Bane of Gemini, Why Won't You Die...?! (2500)

Knight, age 13

Cosmo (2200)
Loyal Pegasus (Free)
Spartan Discipline (Free)
Bathe in Beauty (Free)
The Sixth Sense (1900)
Eyes of a Bodhisattva (1400)
It Won't Work Twice (1300)
A True Knight (1000)
Miracle (700)
Book of Myths (Free)
Black Armor: Cloth (Free)
Gold Tier (Free)
The Legendary Jumpers (0): Elodie, Tiki, Nagi, Thorn, A2, Devola, Popola, Sunny
-Knight: Loyal Pegsus (Free), Spartan Discipline (Free), Cosmo (300), Miracle (0)

A temple. Above the face of the Earth. Within, the war council of the Titans has begun. There is no violence, but only because fighting in the War Room would be absurd.

Then we are agreed? Your enemies have...powerful allies, but our pawns Eris and Pallas' squabbles will distract the triumvirate. The Titans stare at me, Cronus tilting his head, Koios earnestly listening. "We appreciate the help" said Pontos slowly, "but we must question why? If the prophecy is correct, the gods and their legions cannot hope to withstand you for a decade"

Good question. LOVE the initiative. Well y'see Pontos, I'm a BIG fan of the Golden Age. I find the history of familial treachery that undid it here unacceptable, and want to redress it. Which, by the way, is why this little getaway of mine is inscribed thricefold with my half-brother Agamotto's symbols. Observe. I clap my hands.

Light from several stone lanturns gently illuminates the heavenly architecture, all falsehoods and a curses. Cronos blinks uneasily while Pontos, Prometheus and Mnemosyne try to make a break for it. Pontos is nailed to the ground by Elodie's blades, while chains of dragonfire bind the others.

I take no joy in this. But in a war of this scale, we can't tolerate traitors. Tell Tartarus I said hi. And tell Gaia to mind her own damn business.

Elodie eyes me uneasily. I don't blame her, statistically I've been known to be beyond ruthless in war. "Awfully generous of you, all things considered"

They're in the way, that's all. There's no need to tamper further with their afterlives.

"And as for the living, you...do realise they actually look up to the gods of this world? They're not the original Olympians, anon"

Almost all of them are just as flawed.

"Good. ALMOST. Remember that"

(Can't)

The war shook heaven and earth. My rival and doppleganger were already battling their own dopplegangers, but had enough time to muster a defence.

Rends in Uranus' corpse release laughing fae and demons, which are obliterated by their blows-until with a flicker of wyld or hellfire, a horn stabs them in the back. Elsewhere, a man in gold punches his way out of a Great One's dream. Still elsewhere, one very angry little boy fights millions of angels at once, and appears to be winning. It's intense enough I have to make my true presence felt, rays of light giving succour to my allies.

Already gritting their teeth to raise a hand to their makers, Devola and Popola were badly wounded by Hades' ambush. Now Brigit and Avacyn replace them at A2's side to beat the lord of the underworld senseless. My gaze narrows. I knew Hades, and you sir-are no Hades. I share their relief as I announce that I don't mind them using lethal force on this one.

None of the shrapnel seems to be threatening Earth. Inexplicable, until you remember who Gaia is.

For every miracle my followers issue, the world we bear down upon unleashes ten more. As long as our enemies have faith, they can continue crudely bending the laws of the universe against me.

As long as. Galaxia, there!

"I see it. It's about time we ended this". She reaches the discarded Mapmaker weapon, and around her halo bolts of my power start repurposing it.

The first blast is universally harmonic, transforming the ocean into crystalised natural law. In minutes, the Earth's water supplies are vanishing. With no other choice Poseidon leaps for the stratosphere with a roar of fury, pulverising the weapon almost by accident.

The exchange of blows sets the sky on fire from sheer friction, my daughter scalding the ocean god with chakrams made of the same galaxy unfurled across endless timelines. As, he hurls what's left of the ocean back with every blow, his own universe-empowered knee is checked, countered and replied to with an elbow-my daughter grinning as she headbutts him to the moon. Withdrawing, the god cries out in surprise as a syllable of my name burns upon his chest. Drawn by her in the heat of battle.

"Come on, dad" she says, "get in on this. You gotta admit this is a FIGHT, stop letting other people do it for you"

(Cont'd)

And screaming, Poseidon explodes as I finally force my way through the universe, the Necrosword breaching through like the pyroclastic thunder heralding a volcano. My aurora-shintai sweeps over the Earth without touching it, millions of holy spears and unreal radiations washing through through the defenders. My crown and root chakras inhaling cosmoenergy, literally stripping the power to oppose me away.

I don't make war. I visit myself on the enemy, and-

-and of all things, what astounds me that in their last, desperate moments some of them actually manage to hit me. Not even gods, but humans. They deserve better than the Olympians' bickering. This day will be remembered as a calamity, AND a new beginning.

It's Thorn who finds the last deity I am tasked by fate to defeat. Manifesting through her as a conduit, I wonder why she hesitates.

"I won't let you hurt her! Get back, I mean it!" It's that Seiya kid again. The goddess looks exhausted; breaching her barrier would have left her hapless.

"And I don't want to!" shouted Thorn. "Anon, I signed up to throw down with tyrants and monsters, not other princesses and their knights in shining armor!"

We've talked about this. You know she isn't one.

"And you know she's nowhere near as bad as the others" she retored. I can feel Elodie patiently standing outside the demolished temple.

I slowly advance on the couple, a dark scythe in my hand.

To think there was an incarnation of you that can look beyond your ego. Will wonders never cease? The boy's attacks are irrelevant. The goddess can barely open her eyes, hand lifted in silent plea. I bring the scythe upon her head.

Six months later, Seiya and Saori are getting married. Elodie and I watched the service from a nearby hill.

"I see you've kept your word to me"

Word? What word?

"Oh come on, you won! Technically, you did defeat the goddess Athena by cutting out her godhood! You just left enough to survive as a human"

I have NO idea what you're talking about.

>FIN