(Bonus Chapter)
Time flew by, and hundreds of years passed since Cronus last sought out Theron to ask about the Prophecy.
During this period, Theron remained in the void, quietly watching his divine power grow at an astonishing rate.
The world was now far more populated than it had been during the reign of the First Generation God-King Uranus.
Although the number of living beings was still small compared with the vastness of the world, it was no longer as barren as it once had been.
The most direct benefit of this was that Theron’s divine power began increasing even faster.
It had now completely stabilized at the intermediate level, no longer hovering precariously at the unstable threshold he had barely reached hundreds of years ago.
He had originally thought he would continue waiting, at least until Cronus did something rebellious out of fear of the curse, before leaving the endless void and attempting to intervene.
Unexpectedly, Rhea had only just become pregnant, her child had yet to be born, and Cronus had not even had the opportunity to do anything before an invitation arrived in the void.
The invitation came from the Ocean God Oceanus, who had invited the gods to a divine feast he had organized to celebrate the birth of his beloved daughter, Metis.
Because of Theron’s guidance and Cronus’s encouragement, Oceanus had fathered more children than any other Titan.
However, not every one of his children possessed a powerful divine office.
Most were merely ordinary River Gods and Oceanids, wielding only limited authority over water.
Still, among so many children, there were bound to be a few outstanding ones.
Styx, for example, was one of the most powerful among the Oceanids.
As the goddess of oaths, she was the embodiment of the River Styx in the Underworld, and her daughter, Nike, was the goddess of victory.
Clymene, who had married the Titan Iapetus, was another of Oceanus’s more famous and powerful daughters.
Yet none of their divine offices could compare with that of the newly born Metis.
Metis, the goddess of wisdom and counsel, was herself an embodiment of wisdom, which had always been one of the world’s most important laws.
Thus, from the moment she was born, the beautiful goddess was deeply cherished by Oceanus and Tethys.
The delighted Ocean God immediately invited all the gods to a divine feast celebrating Metis’s birth, simply to share his joy with everyone.
Theron had not expected to receive an invitation, but after thinking about it, he found it perfectly reasonable.
He had visited Oceanus before, and the two of them had established a certain connection.
Out of respect and courtesy, Oceanus would naturally invite him.
Theron did not hesitate for long before deciding to attend the banquet.
He was quite interested in Metis, the Goddess of Wisdom.
After all, she would become the first wife of Zeus, the Third Generation God-King, and an important ally in Zeus’s future struggle against Cronus. This chapter was taken from novelping dot com without permission.
Although Metis’s ultimate fate would be tragic—she would be swallowed by Zeus and become one with him—she would still give birth within Zeus to the renowned goddess of wisdom and warfare, Athena.
And a destiny capable of influencing the order of the entire world was precisely the kind of destiny Theron found most fascinating.
However, by the time he casually arrived at the Ocean Current, many gods had already gathered.
Most of them were Third Generation Gods.
Only a handful of the Twelve Titans had come, and even they had mostly sent their own children in their place.
To Theron’s surprise, the God-King Cronus had also personally attended the banquet.
Cronus was still frustrated after being rejected by Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess.
He had yet to figure out how he should deal with Rhea’s pregnancy and did not want to return to Mount Kinabalu.
Coincidentally, he received Oceanus’s invitation at this time, so he simply came to the Ocean Current.
He never expected that he would encounter Theron here.
The moment he saw the gentle young man who looked exactly as he remembered, Cronus’s eyes lit up.
He immediately wanted to ask Theron how he should deal with his current situation and whether he could obtain another Prophecy.
However, seeing the countless gods coming and going around them, Cronus ultimately restrained his impulse.
He merely greeted Theron politely and respectfully, without displaying even the slightest trace of the arrogance one might expect from the God-King.
Oceanus, the host of the banquet, also warmly welcomed Theron—seemingly with even greater enthusiasm than he had shown toward the God-King himself.
Cronus showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever.
It was as though this was simply how things were meant to be.
Almost none of the Third Generation Gods present had ever seen Theron before.
Seeing both the God-King and Oceanus treating a god of only moderate divine power with such respect, they were immediately filled with curiosity.
Some even began whispering among themselves.
“Mother, who is he?”
A young boy, barely out of childhood, curiously approached his mother goddess.
The most striking feature of his innocent face was his pair of clear, bright eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through every illusion and deception.
“I don’t know who he is.
But Prometheus, can’t you see through his origins?”
The boy’s mother could not help asking in surprise.
She and Iapetus had four children.
Prometheus was her favorite because of his extraordinary intelligence, so she had brought him along on this trip to the Ocean Current.
Prometheus had been born with the gift of foresight.
He could glimpse many events that had yet to occur and, through this ability, perceive the future of numerous beings.
Clymene, who was also a Third Generation Goddess, had never met Theron before.
She simply assumed that a god possessing only moderate divine power could not be particularly powerful and that Prometheus should therefore be able to see through him.
That was why she was so surprised when Prometheus admitted that he could not.
If Iapetus had been present, he would certainly have recognized Theron and told his beautiful wife that divine power did not always determine the true strength of a god.
Theron’s ability to interrupt the First Generation God-King Uranus’s desperate curse with a single sentence had been deeply engraved in the memories of every Titan God who witnessed it.
And at that time, Theron had been even weaker than he was now.
Unfortunately, Iapetus was not present and had not attended the banquet, leaving the mother and son completely puzzled.
“I like him very much.”
Prometheus lowered his voice and whispered to his mother.
“He has a very familiar scent.
It makes me want to get closer to him and stay near him.”
“Mother, may I go and greet him?”
Clymene was even more surprised.
She knew that gods sometimes felt a natural affinity toward one another because of similar divine offices.
But Prometheus’s divine office was extremely rare—the power of Prophecy.
Could this unfamiliar god possess a similar divine office?
However, Clymene ultimately did not think much of it.
In her eyes, there was little reason to be cautious around a god of moderate divine power, especially when her husband was a mighty Titan God.
Furthermore, Prometheus only wanted to approach Theron and make a friend, not provoke him.
There was even less reason to worry.
With that thought, Clymene smiled and agreed to Prometheus’s request.