*Somewhere nearby the mountains*
Three fates all feel the same thing–Worry. Atropos paced back and forth trying to figure out how everything happened so fast, Clotho sat on the corner reading books about ancient legends–The era of the Titans, while Lachesis shakily tied a string with another thread before hanging them on the wall.
“This... This can't be happening-” said Atropos while leaning her hands on the wooden table.
“There's nothing we can do sister. He's back. Lord Cronos is back-” Lachesis exclaimed standing up while tossing the scissors on the table, but Atropos cut her off.
“I forbid you to mention his name, Lachesis. Don't say that, under this roof.” Atropos spat, narrowing her eyes at her sister.
“Please stop it both of you. Fighting won't solve anything” Clotho stood up from her chair, walking towards her sisters.
She sat in one of the chairs in front of Atropos. The tension in the air became thicker than they could tell. Clotho sighs placing the book in front of them.
“I didn't manage to find anything useful to use against Cronos, but I did read something about what the oracle mentioned–Rebirth.”
Atropos couldn't put quite get a finger on it, her mind is still puzzled. Lachesis traces the picture from the book, a painting in which a soul lays back itself to its body.
There are no words under the picture, no explanation to make them understand. Nothing at all. It's like the book was made to be answered only by theories that will come out from the mouths of the experts, but no conclusion will form and no evidence will be shown.
“I-I don't understand. What does rebirth have to do with Cronos?” Atropos shook her head in bewilderment.
“Will you put aside the Cronus matter for now sister?” Clotho screeched gripping the edge of the book in her hands.
“We have to connect the dots. Right now, I couldn't tell that person who's been reborn, but I'm certain that Lord Hades had something to do with it. Hades has a strong power like Cronus. He used it to trap a soul under someone's care until the right time to come and rebirth them again.”
Atropos and Lachesis were left speechless. Both couldn't say a single word, for they should know better, they know that they should be able to know this even before...
“But if that's true, then Hades is in huge trouble. If the supreme gods knew about how he meddle with forces of life and death, there is no reason for them to let him spare his freedom-”
“which is why it's better if they both know nothing about their true identities and what they've done.”
All three of them turned around and they saw a girl wearing a black cloak, with her hood on, covering her face.
She trudges toward them and slowly picks up the book. Her fingers trail the empty pages with no words to be read.
“Hmm... The book is not yet finished. The book is undecided.”
“What do you mean undecided?” asked Lachesis, frowning while nervously gripping her chiton.
“The prophecy will lead to two fates. Either they win, or he'll get back his throne. But one thing's already written long ago–One of the domains will fall under his hands.” the girl grips the book before settling it down on the table.
The fates have never been as astounded as now. The tension didn't seem to lessen. It's no use denying it.
He'll rise.
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The Unbreakable Thread
FantasyA young girl with a terrible events happening in her life died in an accident. However, little did she know that the moment she entered the kingdom of the dead, her afterlife would never be the same. On the other hand. He is a king who has everythi...
