The king of olympus

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Resting atop the highest peak of Mount Olympus an immortal city glowed in the darkness of night. The city was the palace for all the Greek gods and goddesses of Greek mythology. The immortal city of Olympus.

In the center of Olympus was the grandest of all the buildings inside. Inside was fourteen magnificent thrones jutted out of the ground. The thrones signified the most powerful of all the gods, the ones that call themselves Olympians and believe they are superior to those they think are minor deity's of the Greek pantheon.

Well most believed that so, all except two. The only two to believe the minor gods and goddesses worthy of respect and the same acceptance the Olympians have were the two eldest children of Kronos and Rhea.

The two eldest, and the most powerful of all the gods believed all immortals of the pantheon of gods should have the same respect and all deserve an equal part in the Olympian council.

These two were the best and most loved by the minor deity' of Olympus. These Olympians were known as Perseus and Hestia. Perseus was the king of the gods, as he was the eldest of them all and held the most powerful domains. Perseus, the god of time, night, earth, and loyalty ruled over the council fairly and believed that all the gods, both major and minor should decide everything. Hestia, the goddess of the Hearth, hope and family agreed with her older brother and the two eldest got their way.

For a while after the defeat of Kronos and the Titan's, the world was run in a fair and democratic system that mirrored the city of Athens. Every god and goddess of the pantheon got a vote over every manner.

But their siblings were angered and hated their two eldest siblings because they believed them to be better and should be treated fairly. They decided it would be time for change. An era of the gods where the Olympians would rule above all others, an era where the council's word was law and everyone that was considered under the Olympians would have to follow their rule without question or fuss.

Perseus walked briskly through Olympus' streets. He made his way over to the Olympian throne room, where his sister had called him for an important matter. As he walked through the streets many of the female's swooned over him and his appearance. The beautiful immortal females of Olympus tried and failed to too garner Perseus' attention.

Perseus stood at six feet tall and looked to be around the age of eighteen in his immortal form at the moment. His hair hung low almost to his eyes. His hair was a beautiful raven black that shone in lights of the Olympian halls. His eyes were beautiful and timeless. When you looked at the eyes of the king, you seemed to be lost in the magnificent swirl of colors. His eyes as the deity of night were a beautiful midnight purple. Ringed around his pupil a bright magnificent gold shone in the light. Instead of black pupils Perseus' eyes contained dark brown pupils. Instead of pure white sclera, Perseus' sclera was white with gold tinted in it. The rest of the immortal was just as beautiful and mesmerizing as his eyes.

His smile was perfect, that showed off his brilliantly pearly white teeth. His skin was the perfect mixture of white and caramel. The immortal teen wore completely gold Greek chiton. Hanging at Perseus side was the most beautiful weapon ever created. The weapon in mortal form was a five-foot long one-handed sword.

The sword was his symbol of power and unlike his brothers and sisters he made this weapon himself.

The blade of the sword was midnight purple with golden outlines. On the purple blade dark clouds and bright stars glowed on the blade. The hilt of the sword was black, like the sky at midnight, with a gold handgrip and in the hilt the finest purple and gold jewels. Inscribed on the blade in bright golden letters, the words, The Sword of Time was written. The blade could summon thousands of earthen soldiers that would obey his command, as well as thousands of soldiers made of shadows and darkness. When the blade glowed gold, time stopped without Perseus using his power.

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