Kronos - Jumps Cyclops

Kronos had promised his mom he would free the Elder Cyclopes and the Hundred-Handed Ones from Tartarus, but he was getting really tired of his ugly relatives. They’d become more and more disgusting as they grew up. They smelled like Porta Potties. They had, like, zero personal hygiene, and they were constantly making noise—building things, hammering metal, cutting stone. They’d been useful for building the palace, but now they were just annoying.
Kronos called Atlas and Hyperion and a couple of his other goons. They rounded up the Cyclopes and Hundred-Handed Ones and told them they were going for a nice drive in the country to look at wildflowers. Then they jumped the poor guys, wrapped them in chains again, and tossed them back into Tartarus.
If Gaea woke up, she wouldn’t be happy—but so what? Kronos was the king now. Mom would just have to deal with it.

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Greek Gods, The Golden Age of Cannibalism