The Time of Zeus Book 1: These Three Kings
Copyright© 2024 by Carlos Santiago
Epilogue
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Epilogue - In the aftermath of the Great Titan War, the sons of Cronos—Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades—draw straws to determine their realms. Zeus claims Greece and Olympus, Poseidon takes the sea, and Hades becomes the ruler of the Underworld. Follow their personal journeys as they acclimate to their new responsibilities and face the challenges that come with their newfound power.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Fan Fiction High Fantasy War Alternate History Far Past Paranormal Magic Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Grand Parent Cream Pie Exhibitionism Big Breasts Body Modification Nudism Revenge Royalty Violence
“The future is not set. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves.”John Connor, Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991)
They entered their newly made chambers within the palace atop Mount Olympus. The three sisters looked over it with keen eyes. Nothing was missed. They were, after all, beings who knew nearly everything. Their vision was not perfect, but it was better than most deities on Olympus.
“He used magic in the final touches,” Clothos admonished. Despite her more erratic nature, she was disappointed in Zeus’ choice. It might have been better for him to have built it with his hands and allowed them to judge him more fairly.
“As we knew he would,” Atropos pointed out.
Lachesis could not help but cackle. She ignored the present for a moment, despite the present being her favorite quality of time. “It still comes!”
“It does indeed, sister,” Atropos replied. “These Kings ... Their actions can change, but the destination remains the same, to our benefit.”
“A foot in the moment, and a foot in the future,” Lachesis said. Though, it felt more like a question.
“Correct, Sister,” Atropos replied before their sight of the future came into play.
These Three Kings
From these times Untold
Fated by our Strings
Shall gain power and gold
In darkest time,
a conflict of might,
through verse and rhyme,
Where day takes flight.
Clothos’ words hung in the air as Lachesis saw what others might not. The Fate of the Present sang her portion of the rhyming scheme.
Titans smirk
Giants tall
Monsters lurk
Darkness calls
Hundred Hands blaze
Thundering stride
One Eyed gaze
where all abide.
Atropos saw what her sisters did, and she was far more entrenched in the events that came.
Opposition Stands
versus gods of old,
Olympus Demands,
this battle foretold,
Victory in three unseen,
Brothers true and tested keen.
Should they join in final hour,
With power and valor,
There they were. One with golden hair. Another with a mix of golden god and earthy brown. The last had black hair. Two looked nearly the same. Only the keen eyes that watched could see the difference. The last might have had different qualities, but they stood united, unlike some kings who reigned.
The three sisters saw the rhythm and the rhyme to it all. They saw what Primordial, Titan, and god all missed. They saw how it could be, how it should be.
Together, the three sang their ending.
Olympus shall brightly gleam,
Greece shall bask in its beam.
Should they falter,
fail to rise
Shadows shall alter,
darkness through broken ties.
