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My king.

There's someone I want to see.

BLOOD OF ZEUS

That's for Seraphim.

You should have told me.

You're right. I should've told you.

I should've taken you away from that poli.

And spared you from all the suffering you endured there.

If it wasn't for that suffering, I wouldn't be here.

It's nice to see you happy.

Will you be joining me?

I doubt it.

When I died...

I saw every moment of my life and how my actions affected others.

And how theirs affected me.

Do gods experience that as well?

That's why I'm here.

I'm sorry.

Will I ever see you again?

I have to go.

Once we get the adamantine for the compass,

it will lead us to Talos and the sword.

This is creepy.

I've seen more lively cemeteries.

What about the rest?

I was lucky to get that.

Don't worry. We'll figure something out.

That's where I saw Zeus place the coins on your mother's eyes.

Where was she buried?

I don't know.

What are we doing here?

There might be some adamantine inside.

Only a god could craft something like this.

Stay here.

Almighty Zeus, the Great Thunderer and King of Olympus,

know that even as our father, you, too, must stand judgment.

But you have reached heights few have.

On the battlefield, you had no equal.

The poets will tell your tales for all of eternity.

But your philandering is a black mark upon your soul.

No victory could ever forgive these horrible acts.

Deeds will forever follow you with shame.

But there is still another matter that must be resolved.

One the Lord of the Underworld has raised.

You have always maintained

that the realms of the world were divided fairly, correct?

They were.

Are you sure?

What are you implying?

I would never cheat the Fates.

Do you want to tell them or should I?

And there is no escape from the truth here.

When we were all vying for the Eleusinian Stone,

you sensed something was awry when you reached in.

But you didn't say anything.

It wasn't by chance you drew the Eleusinian Stone.

Hera made it so.

And in your heart of hearts, you knew it.

But the truth is, you had changed your mind.

You didn't want to give up the power of the stone.

You didn't want to be relegated to the Underworld,

so you went along with it.

Because...

it suited you.

I object!

This was my doing, not Zeus's.

That's no excuse.

If the Underworld reveals all,

then let the record show that I did it for the greater good.

For all of us, including you, Hades.

How very kind of you.

Please, dear sister, enlighten us.

You know the truth I speak of.

There was only one god worthy of ruling us.

Who time and time again showed us

that he was the bravest, the strongest, and the most capable of us all.

When we were imprisoned by our father, who saved us?

When the beast, whose name we do not speak, attacked,

who stood against him?

Who defeated Kronos?

Who led the attack against the Giants?

Who brought compromise and reason into the world?

And the truth is,

there could only be one rightful King of the Heavens.

Only one god who could be trusted with the power of the stone.

Only Zeus was worthy.

And I refused to leave that to chance.

There was too much at stake.

Even Poseidon agreed with me.

It's true.

Hera told me what she planned to do.

And in that moment, I knew she and Zeus should rule Olympus.

I told you...

only a fool would cross Hera.

Even though I betrayed him, he sacrificed himself to save me.

What nobler deed can there be than that?

No man ever steps in the same river twice.

For it is not the same river, and he is not the same man.

And thus, you return home, a new man in a new world.

How is this possible?

I had a premonition of my demise.

So I accumulated all of my knowledge here,

for you.

Do you remember the poem of the one I used to tell you?

"Out of every 100 men in battle, ten should not be there."

"Another 80 are mere targets."

"Only nine are real fighters, and we're lucky to have them,

for they the battle make."

"But one..."

"One is a warrior."

"And it is he who will bring the others home."

"It is the truth of every battle that has ever been."

"Every one I've been a part of."

"And it will be the truth in this battle and the next."

"Until the day of the Divine One."

Only the coming of the one who's been prophesied can save us

when the evil whose name we never speak returns.

It's believed that he'll rise up again,

and only with the help of this one demigod,

can the Heavens and Earth be rescued from chaos.

I believe that demigod is you.

Time will tell.

What if I don't have time?

- What happened? - We have to go.

Where?

To the top of the mountain where I mined the adamantine.

There isn't any here.

You're a fool.

He doesn't love you.

Who do you think he visited before he came here?

The truth is that he's never been able to control his desires.

He's always felt it was his right

as the King of the Gods to do as he pleased.

He never once thought about how it affected those he bed.

How his conquests cost the world,

even when it came to his dear Electra.

You knew her heart ached for her son, Seraphim.

And yet you didn't bring him to her.

You left him in that forest

where he was hunted by Acrisius and his sons.

You're the King of the Gods. You could have brought him to his mother.

Why didn't you?

Because you wanted Electra all for yourself and your son.

All you saw was Seraphim's father in his face.

A man you hated.

Who better to make suffer than the son of a man you hate.

You wouldn't let Seraphim die, but you wouldn't save him either.

It's true. I won't deny it.

While I helped the boy,

I could not bring myself to reunite him with his mother.

While this pains us deeply, your fate is clear.

Do you repent?

I do.

Your only hope in finding a better station in this world

lies with those who are left in the world above.

If they honor you and perform good deeds in your name,

perhaps your station can improve.

But until we see what fruit they bear, you will reside in Tartarus.

You brought this upon yourself.

By the gods.

What happened to them?

They were attacked by Keres.

But Keres only feed on the dead.

Since Zeus has passed,

many of the creatures he kept in line have begun to run free.

Keres now feast on the living.

That's why there's no one here.

They've taken refuge in the caves.

These poor souls were trying to draw water from the well

under the cover of darkness.

No one dares to venture out in broad daylight.

There's a lot of light out now. Maybe we should find some shelter.

Brave Evios, as the patron god of thieves, I feel compelled to tell you

that an old business associate of yours has just escaped her place of chains.

I gathered the souls of the guards she cut down.

Did she make it off the island?

She did.

Good luck, brother.

May the Fates smile upon you and this poor forsaken poli.

We have to go.

Why?

We have to find our old associate. She could be in a lot of danger.

It's a tragic story, but I don't have time to tell it.

She was our partner.

This is where we say our goodbyes.

So, goodbye.

Believe it or not, I'll miss you.

You're the only honest person I know. You and Alexia.

I hope our paths never cross again.

- Let's go. - I'm not going.

What?

I'm staying with them.

Have you lost your mind?

I believe in Mother Earth,

and if this is her will, then I must help them.

You can help them all you want after we find you-know-who.

After everything we've been through? Really?

You've helped them save the world once.

Isn't that enough?

Wait a minute.

You think she sees you, don't you?

That's why you're doing this.

Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

It's just that... Look, I'm alive for two reasons.

I was born, and I haven't died yet.

Sure like to keep it that way.

But you suit yourselves.

I want no part in this.

When you pass Corinth, continue west.

I have to stop somewhere first.

No. Don't stop. There's no time.

Do you seek passage across the gorge?

I do.

Then you must answer my riddle.

But if you answer incorrectly,

you'll find yourself atop my spit.

Are you sure you still want to cross?

So, if I answer correctly, do you promise to let me cross?

You wouldn't go back on your word, like some kind of flat-footed heel?

Because only ugly, forked-tongued cowards break their oaths.

And you would never do that,

like you did with a young priestess that came this way.

I remember her.

She had a thing for strays.

Stop. Don't kill that man. What's he done to deserve this?

Why, he answered my riddle wrong.

Ask me. And if I answer it correctly, allow us both to cross.

Who is he to you?

No one.

But no soul deserves this kind of death.

You would be willing to risk your life to save his?

Then here is your riddle.

What is greater than the gods and worse than the Titans?

The poor have it and the rich require it.

But if you eat it, you'll die.

No!

Nothing.

Nothing is greater than the gods.

Nothing more evil than the Titans.

The poor have nothing, while the rich require nothing.

And if you eat nothing, you will starve.

She was too smart for your stupid game,

but you still killed her.

Why?

What's it to you?

That priestess was meant to be my bride.

It was my fault she crossed paths with you.

My fault she now suffers in the Underworld.

Why did you kill her?

It's my nature.

And this is mine.

She was innocent!

Brave! Unselfish! And you tore her apart!

I curse you and your nature!

Give my best to the judges.

Your suffering will end soon. I swear it.

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