The divine feast celebrating their victory and the arrival of a new era lasted for a full month.
After finally seeing all the Titans off, Cronus left the sacred mountain almost without hesitation and rushed to the void.
Just as when he had come here before, Theron was still dressed in his white robes, quietly waiting for him.
His mysterious purple eyes gazed at Cronus gently, as if he had already anticipated his arrival.
Cronus had not become arrogant after ascending to the throne of the God-King.
On the contrary, he had become even more polite and respectful toward Theron.
Although Theron’s divine power still appeared insignificant, seemingly far weaker than his own, Cronus knew that beneath this seemingly weak exterior lay an unfathomable power.
That was the power of fate.
In the world of Chaos, no living being could escape the influence of fate—not even the God-King.
In this regard, Cronus was much wiser than Uranus.
He was willing to acknowledge his own shortcomings and then find a way to resolve them.
Looking at Theron, he asked humbly and respectfully, “Your Highness Theron, I apologize for disturbing you once again.”
“Great King of the Gods, there is no need to be so polite.”
Theron smiled, his expression as gentle as ever, like a kind elder.
“Why have you come to me instead of governing the Divine Court?
Is there something you need?”
Cronus knew that Theron was asking a question to which he already knew the answer, but he still replied seriously.
“I want to know the final curse of the Sky God Uranus.
Only by knowing the contents of the curse can I better prepare myself against it.”
“I believe Your Highness already knows.
May I ask you to tell me?”
Faced with this question, Theron was not surprised in the slightest.
He sighed softly and looked at the young God-King before him with a pitying gaze.
“Great King of the Gods, I do not recommend that you learn about it.”
“Why?”
Cronus frowned but showed no displeasure.
Instead, he asked earnestly, “Your Highness Theron, please enlighten me.”
“The moment a curse is spoken, it becomes destiny, and Prophecy is the anchor of destiny.
“I intervened and prevented Uranus from uttering his curse.
Although the curse still entangles you, its final outcome may not yet be unchangeable.
But if you learn the outcome, then the outcome can no longer be changed.”
“When the outcome is predetermined, none of your actions can prevent it from coming to pass.
In fact, your actions may even become the very force that drives it toward fulfillment.”
As Theron slowly explained, Cronus’s expression became increasingly complicated.
Finally, Theron looked at him seriously.
“In that case, do you still wish to know the contents of the curse?”
Cronus opened his mouth, but for a long time, he could not utter a single word.
Theron’s meaning was clear.
Once Cronus knew the contents of the curse, it would no longer be fate choosing him.
He would be choosing that fate himself.
As the saying went, the price of Prophecy was Prophecy itself.
For a moment, Cronus could not make a decision.
He was already afflicted by the curse and desperately wanted to know its contents so that he could prepare for it.
Yet Theron had told him that once he knew, he might be unable to prevent it.
But if he did not know, he would have no way to prepare against it, either.
It was an extremely difficult choice.
Theron calmly watched Cronus hesitate and struggle, without the slightest trace of urgency.
The two generations of God-Kings had completely different personalities, and therefore Theron’s approach toward them had to be different as well.
Uranus was arrogant and conceited, so telling him things directly was the best approach.
He would not be angered by it; he would simply scoff at it.
On the contrary, if Theron refused to speak, Uranus would interpret it as provocation.
Cronus, however, was far more cautious, to the point of being suspicious.
Therefore, Theron had to explain the true nature of Prophecy to him in order to avoid unnecessary trouble from this newly awakened God-King.
He had already made everything clear.
If Cronus still insisted on knowing, Theron would have no reason to be blamed later.
Moreover, Theron believed that given Cronus’s cautious and suspicious nature, if he did not know the contents of the curse, he would probably become restless, unable to eat or sleep. Follow the newest chapters on novelping.com.
He likely believed more in preparing for the worst after knowing everything than in facing an unknown future.
After all, he was a courageous Titan God, and that courage allowed him to face his destiny.
Running away was something only cowards did.
Cronus had always been synonymous with courage, regardless of whether that courage was wise or reckless.
Just as Theron had expected, after a long period of hesitation, Cronus finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
“Your Highness Theron, I still wish to know the contents of the curse.”
The smile in Theron’s eyes disappeared instantly.
He put on a troubled expression and sighed deeply, appearing reluctant yet helpless.
“Since you insist, then so be it.”
“The Sky God Uranus left you with a final curse: You will be cast down from your throne by your children, Tartarus will become your hell, and all the Titan Gods who helped you will suffer the same curse.”
Cronus’s expression became completely grim.
Although he had known that, given Uranus’s hatred for him, the curse would undoubtedly be vicious, he had still never expected it to be this terrifying.
Taking a deep breath, Cronus forced himself to calm down.
He managed to force a smile at Theron before asking with difficulty:
“Great God of Fate, Your Highness Theron, I know this request is rude, but I will give you an extremely generous compensation, along with the condition I promised you before.”
“I would like to ask you to perform another Prophecy for me.
Regarding my fate, I want to know whether this curse will eventually come true and what my destiny will be.”
“Will I ever have a chance to break this curse?”
Theron’s gaze became increasingly pitying, like that of a benevolent elder looking at a stubborn child.
Only after Cronus continued to insist did Theron finally sigh.
“Your father once asked me the same question.
For a moment, I seemed to see your father’s shadow in you, so I will give you the same answer.”
“Nothing in this world is permanent—not even royalty.”
“You will lose everything in the same way you gained it.
Fortune is sought in danger, and it can also be lost through danger.”
Those deep purple eyes calmly gazed at Cronus as Theron spoke, one word at a time:
“What has been will be again; what has been done…”
“—I will do again!”