Goku and the Olympians

Chapter 1: Divine Intervention (Rewrite)

*Hey, everyone. After doing some thinking, I decided to rewrite some of the original Chapter 1. It's still somewhat similar in terms of structure, but I included some more scenes and character interactions that I hope you enjoy. Let me know me what you think about them!

Somewhere onboard the Princess Andromeda – June 19th, 2007

Within the ten-story tall cruise ship all sorts of monsters and demigods called home, their leader, Kronos, stirred inside his sarcophagus. It was a ten-foot-long golden casket engraved with depictions of various atrocities and untold destruction on a global scale. Some of these scenes included the utter desecration of famous landmarks and temples built to honor his treacherous spawn, the Olympians. Said gods, at the same time, were being run over by their own chariots in grisly detail.

The sarcophagus's lid had letters from an even older, more ancient language than Ancient Greek carved into it as well. To those who spoke the Tongue of the Old Times once considered common to all Titans like himself, it simply read, "Kronos, Lord of Time." He, however, still would have been considered the lord of everything if not for his children's successful uprising against him.

And after spending thousands upon thousands of years trapped inside that accursed pit, Tartarus, it was now time for him to exact vengeance upon the Olympian brats who defied his rule. He would need help from both his loyal subjects and fellow Titans, of course, but with every new half-blood that swore loyalty to his cause, the more and more rejuvenated he became.

His return was nothing short of inevitable at this point. That was why Olympus's destruction was a moment worth waiting for, from his perspective.

Just thinking about that infidel, Zeus's, death was enough to brighten Kronos's spirits. The sarcophagus glowed with divine power and chilled the room that contained it to below freezing temperatures.

It was then that Kronos, through his instinctive mastery over all time, witnessed a premonition of sorts. He could see the likeness of an adult man with black spiky hair and a gray martial arts gi. He was also wearing white boots and a red sash wrapped around his waist.

What further piqued the Titan Lord's interest, however, was the scythe clasped in his hands. The man imbued this weapon with bloodred energy before laughing maniacally and slicing it at some unforeseen opponent. The vision then ended after that.

Although lacking a physical body, Kronos still felt incredibly confused by what he just saw. He had never seen this man before, yet he possessed a scythe very similar to his own. Could this be a vision of the man that would, one day, become his new body? If so, where would such an individual have even come from in the first place?

He ruminated over his thoughts for a few moments until... it finally dawned on him. The answer was so simple, yet rather complicated at the same time.

This man... Kronos thought. He must be from another universe separate from my own.

A long time ago, he had heard his mother, Gaea, mention the existence of 12 whole universes where their divine authority held no true significance. He once thought such a possibility was utterly blasphemous, but now, it was starting to seem plausible. After all, this individual appeared to be a mortal being, yet supposedly, had power that rivaled any god or Titan in existence.

That incredible power, in fact, was everything he needed to ensure Olympus's end. Luke Castellan, the foolish pawn that he was, would be a far worse host compared to this mysterious, black-haired man.

The only problem was deciphering his current location and whether or not he still existed somewhere.

These other universes may be beyond my jurisdiction, but perhaps, much like the flow of time itself, there is a connection between this point in the cosmos to... well... everywhere else.