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Chapter 14 Goblet in a Storm

  • “In the beginning, there were six titans,” Nerva began the chronicle, “Petromax, Myron, Elektra, Anaximander, Beowulf, and Morpheus. Petromax, Elektra, and Anaximander being from the line of the seraphim Titus Lucifer. Myron, Beowulf, and Morpheus descending from the seraphim Vector Caan. His Providence, Marcus Petromax, and the titan Amadeus Morpheus were the closest comrades, leading battles and expeditions together. They were the dyad that strengthened the Ascendancy during the worst times. Around a century ago, a curse cropped up on the lands of Kinheim from the underworld. Horkus, the god of broken promises, set foot into our realm. He brought with him corruption that could kill gods created by the progeny of Lucifer and Caan. He slaughtered hundreds of gods in cold blood. The villain was fulfilling the dark bidding of the Mistress of the Underworld, whose name we still fear speaking aloud. Under the leadership of Petromax and Morpheus, the Ascendancy commenced an attack on Horkus’ dark army. We were on the verge of triumph when the Colossi, metal giants created by Myron, were infected by Horkus’ corruption and turned on the gods. Our armies suffered heavy losses. Morpheus lost his life to protect the other titans. With great effort, the Ascendancy won the war, and Horkus was defeated. But, the cost was too high. The gods were deeply affected by Morpheus’ sacrifice and blamed Myron for the casualties. As a punishment for his failure, the other four titans used their combined powers to strip Myron of his titan essence and hid it in obscurity. Since then, he has been working in the citadel as an architect with his remnant divinity. But he continues to be a divine genius through his creations. And the mighty vessel, Apostolis, is a reminder of this.”
  • As Nerva concluded the story and turned to face her audience, she saw that the other gods looked galvanized. At the same time, the Modo folks were frozen in fascination. They had heard vague outlines through hearsay, but this was a first-hand recount of how the events ran their course from a God-prime who had witnessed them.
  • The wind had picked up to a gust, and the sails beat a rude staccato. Waves pounded against the ship with a vengeance. The Apostolis groaned and creaked in response, sending shivers up the spines of the mortals. A drizzle hit the sails and the deck.
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