The Crowns of the Gods.

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As Jinx stepped onto Olympus for the first time, she was awestruck by its grandeur. The air hummed with a mystical energy, and the sky shimmered in celestial blue and gold. Towering marble columns adorned with intricate carvings reached towards the heavens, surrounded by lush gardens with exotic plants cascading down the mountain slopes. Jinx felt the ancient power and divine presence all around her.

Beside her, Blair handed Jinx earplugs with a knowing smile. "These will help with the noise. Olympus can get loud," Blair said, barely audible over the celestial chatter and booming sounds.

Grateful, Jinx inserted the earplugs and immediately felt relief as the noise faded to a distant murmur. With Baez on her shoulder, she followed Blair through bustling Olympus streets, marveling at opulent palaces and magnificent temples. Approaching Zeus's great hall, Jinx felt both awe and anticipation. She was about to meet the most powerful beings in existence and was determined to leave her mark on Olympus. At the castle doors, Jinx watched with apprehension as her face molded on the door under Zeus. She looked at Blair, who just smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

Zeus sat slouched on his throne, a scowl etched deep on his face as the girls sauntered into the grand throne room. "It's about damn time," he bellowed, his voice echoing off the marble walls.

"Keep your wig on; we're all here now. It's time for you to tell us why in the hell Cronus is after us," Blair demanded, her voice tinged with exhaustion from the ongoing chaos.

"How do you know about that?" Zeus questioned, his brow furrowing in surprise.

"Someone should've warned Erebus never to let on that you have a weakness people can exploit," Bayo remarked coolly, her gaze fixed on Zeus with a hint of amusement.

"Gods, sit on your thrones. I will tell you about Cronus," Zeus declared imperiously, his tone brooking no argument.

"We're not sitting until we hear the story," Luna insisted firmly, crossing her arms in defiance.

"SIT!" Zeus thundered, his patience wearing thin.

"Make me, old man," Jinx retorted disrespectfully, a mischievous glint in her eye.

The air crackled as the girls conjured a playful rain of fire around Zeus, their laughter ringing through the room. Annoyance flickered across Zeus's face, but he soon crossed his arms and glared petulantly at their antics.

"Fine," he finally conceded with a wave of his arm, and four plush bean bag chairs appeared in front of the throne. The girls settled into their seats as if settling in for a movie night, popcorn and soda materializing before them as if by magic.

"This 'movie' I'm about to show you depicts events from long before the current gods," Zeus explained solemnly as the room darkened, and images began to flicker across the vast ceiling, illuminating the night sky above the throne room. The girls watched with rapt interest as a handsome god, his features chiseled like marble, moved gracefully across the screen, setting the stage for a tale that would shape their understanding of the past.

"I am Cronus, God of all, God of Gods, and I hunger. Rhea, feed me now," the God bellowed in a gravelly voice that belied his handsome features. From the shadows emerged a rare, beautiful creature, obviously pregnant, who bowed low before him.

"Dinner is served. It was a boy," Rhea announced softly, her voice tinged with resignation.

"What did you name this one?" Cronus demanded.

"Dionysus, God of the vine," Rhea replied, her tone subdued.

Without hesitation, Cronus seized the infant and swallowed him whole. Gasps of horror escaped the girls, Blair losing her temper and shouting, "What the fuck does this have to do with us?"