As the Sea God—whose combat prowess was widely acknowledged as the greatest among the six siblings and who had made immense contributions throughout the war—Poseidon’s opinion carried tremendous weight.
If he firmly opposed the proposal, it would likely fail.
Poseidon could feel the pressure behind every gaze directed at him, along with the faint hope of several soft-hearted Titans.
Scratching his sea-blue hair, he looked slightly troubled before finally letting out a sigh.
“I also support sending them to Tartarus.” Seeing the expressions around him change, he added, “However, I have one additional condition.” “If, one day, Goddess Gaia—or any other Primordial God—can present a solution we all find acceptable, or if circumstances change so that they no longer pose a threat, then we may reconsider their imprisonment.” “That way, we make our position clear while still leaving room for future negotiations, avoiding a complete rupture with the Primordial Gods.” His compromise noticeably eased the tense atmosphere.
Even the Titans who opposed the decision had to admit that, under the circumstances, it was probably the most realistic solution.
“Since a consensus has been reached, the final judgment is hereby established.” Zeus delivered the final verdict.
… With the assistance of the Hecatoncheires, whose hearts were filled with both satisfaction and a thirst for vengeance, the defeated Titans were escorted one by one into Tartarus—the abyss that symbolized eternal imprisonment and despair.
“Hahaha!
Kronos!
And all of your accomplices!
Come and enjoy the darkness!” “You damned monsters!
Let me go!” “Zeus!
Poseidon!
Hades!
You unfilial wretches!
One day…” Their curses, furious roars, and desperate pleas were swallowed by the deafening crash of the Bronze Gates as they closed.
The duty of guarding Tartarus was naturally entrusted by Zeus to the Hecatoncheires.
Having once endured countless ages as prisoners themselves, the ancient giants were more than happy to become jailers, ensuring that their “younger brothers” and former captors fully enjoyed the hospitality of the abyss.
As for Atlas, whose strength ranked second only to Kronos among the Titans, he received the sentence of eternal labor— To bear the heavens upon his shoulders forever.
“Sorry, Styx.” Afterward, Poseidon privately sought out the Goddess Styx, who had previously pleaded on Atlas’s behalf.
“I couldn’t change Atlas’s fate.” Styx looked at the newly crowned Lord of the Seas.
There was little blame in her eyes—only quiet gratitude.
“Do not blame yourself, Poseidon.” “I sensed long ago that this would become that child’s destiny.” “Prometheus and Epimetheus received the honors and positions they deserved because they stood on your side.
That alone is enough to comfort my sister.” She released a quiet sigh.
“Besides… Atlas and Menoetius are both stubborn and reckless by nature.” “Even if they had escaped today’s disaster, they would likely have brought an even greater one upon themselves in the future.” “Perhaps… this is simply where fate intended them to arrive.” Next came the most important matter— Rewarding merit.
In particular, everyone watched nervously as the four individuals with the greatest prestige and strength—Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, and Hera—prepared to divide the highest authority.
Many feared that these four supreme powers would plunge the world into another civil war just as peace had finally arrived.
Fortunately, those fears proved unnecessary.
Ten years of bloodshed, fighting side by side against overwhelming enemies and surviving countless life-and-death battles, had made the six siblings far more mature and united than they had been in the original myths.
Hera was the first to withdraw.
“I will not compete.” “Over the past ten years, my strength and prestige have already been proven.
That alone secures my place in the new era.” “I have no desire to ignite another internal conflict.” “The rest is for you three to decide.” Thus, only Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon remained.
In truth, neither Zeus nor Hades had ever regarded Poseidon as a genuine rival for the title of King of the Gods.
Their blue-haired brother cherished freedom and had little interest in governing the world or dealing with endless political affairs.
More importantly… He had already earned the recognition of the Ocean itself.
He was no longer merely its ruler.
He had become something closer to the embodiment of the sea’s will.
Even Oceanus, the Primordial God of the Ocean, treated him with exceptional goodwill and subtle deference.
The faint blue starlight that constantly surrounded Poseidon had even been called the “Tears of Oceanus” by certain ancient beings—a blessing from the primordial sea that encircled the world.
His destiny as sovereign of all waters was already unquestionable.
Zeus’s thoughts immediately became active.
Since Poseidon already belongs to the sea… Then only the heavens and the Underworld remain.
If Hades can be persuaded—or tricked—into ruling that gloomy realm below, then Olympus, the heavens, and supreme authority over the divine world will naturally become mine.
He smiled warmly.
“Brothers.” “To avoid repeating Father Kronos’s mistakes, I propose we decide our realms by drawing lots.” “Let destiny—and Gaia’s will—make the fairest choice.” Poseidon was indifferent.
He only wanted the sea anyway.
If he drew something else, it would merely become troublesome.
“Fine by me.” Hades frowned.
His instincts screamed that something was wrong.
The more sincerely Zeus smiled, the more suspicious he became.
But Poseidon had already agreed.
Two against one.
If he continued objecting, he would only appear petty and distrustful.
Drawing lots… it is fair enough.
Surely my luck can’t be so terrible that I’ll end up with the Underworld.
The sky or the sea—one of them has to be mine.
After a long internal struggle, Hades finally nodded with obvious reluctance.
The lottery was held before Gaia’s statue, with Prometheus personally presiding to ensure fairness.
The results were soon revealed.
Zeus — The Sky and Mount Olympus.
Poseidon — The Seas, Rivers, and Lakes.
Hades — The Underworld and the wealth beneath the earth.
“Zeeeeus!!” Even Hades immediately realized he’d been played.
What “fair lottery”?
It had to be Zeus and that red-haired Metis manipulating everything behind the scenes!
“You bastard!” “You actually schemed against me!” “One day, you’ll pay dearly for today’s despicable trick!” Zeus merely grinned, completely unconcerned.
He even stuck out his tongue.
“Nyah, nyah~ Brother Hades.” “Are you questioning destiny’s fair judgment, made under the witness of Goddess Gaia?” “The Underworld is enormous, filled with endless wealth.” “It suits your talents perfectly.” “You…!!” Seeing Hades so furious that he looked ready to attack, Poseidon simply shook his head.
He had no interest in watching the childish quarrel continue.
Instead, he walked over to the group of goddesses quietly enjoying the spectacle.
Hera, Demeter, and Hestia were sitting together, elegantly sipping divine wine as though they were watching a play that had nothing to do with them.
“Not planning to stop them?” Poseidon accepted the wine Hestia handed him.
“With Hades’s personality, I doubt this will end peacefully.” Hera gently swirled the amber liquid in her glass.
“Let them.” “No matter how unhappy Hades is, he can’t oppose a decision supposedly witnessed by Gaia herself.” “But retaliation?” “That is inevitable.” “One day he’ll probably trip Zeus up at some crucial moment… or perhaps even start a rebellion.” Demeter smiled gently.
“Hades only has himself to blame.” “He knew Poseidon would choose the sea, yet he never considered Zeus might cheat.” Hestia chuckled softly.
“That’s hardly surprising.” “Zeus has Metis beside him—the Goddess renowned for her Wisdom.” “Against her schemes, Hades, who spends all day acting mysterious, striking dramatic poses, and collecting bizarre trophies, never stood a chance.” Listening to the three goddesses dissect Hades’s complete intellectual defeat so thoroughly left Poseidon speechless.
As expected… never provoke women.
Especially intelligent and vindictive goddesses.
Silently, he offered Hades a moment of sympathy.
Still… once the remaining rewards are settled, the true Age of Olympus can finally begin.
After fighting for ten years, even I have had enough.
Time to find a beautiful stretch of ocean, build myself a magnificent palace… and finally enjoy the life a true Lord of the Seas deserves.
The remaining appointments proceeded smoothly.
Kratos, the God of Strength, and Bia, the Goddess of Force, became Zeus’s personal attendants and living symbols of royal authority, just as history would later record.
Styx, through her achievements and prestige, was entrusted with overseeing every sacred oath and divine contract among the gods, earning one of the highest honors in the divine world.
With the final distribution of divine offices and authorities complete— The new era ruled by the six Olympian gods, in which every deity fulfilled their proper role… The Age of Olympus had officially begun.
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