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As Jupiter stepped out of the portal, he took a deep breath and looked around. He had arrived in the Underworld. The air was heavy, and the landscape was filled with countless white figures drifting aimlessly. He recognized them immediately—souls.
Jupiter already knew that in this world, the current concept of death hadn't fully taken shape. At least, not yet. People died, but they had no final destination. Their souls simply wandered through the Underworld, lost and without purpose. Seeing this, Jupiter sighed.
"This place... it's just like the Underworld where Father banished the fallen angels and jinn." He thought to himself.
He had been there before, alongside his big brother, Samael. Samael, who had been appointed by their Father as the leader of the jinn. And then there was his other older brother, Azazel—the leader of the fallen angels, also appointed by their Father. Jupiter often visited them, playing with the fallen angels and jinn.
Right now, his best friend was Raynare, the newly born daughter of Penume and Azazel. She was the first friend he had that was his own age.
Jupiter glanced around again. "This world's atmosphere feels just like the Underworld I know."
Suddenly, he felt a shift. The purple sky darkened, turning completely black. The light around him started to dim as well. Jupiter immediately recognized what was happening.
He sighed and smiled.
"So, you've come, Aunt... or should I say, Grandmother Nyx? And you as well, Grandfather—or should I say, Grand-Uncle Erebus."
His voice echoed through the darkness.
"I know you can hear me. You might as well come out."
At his words, the sky slowly returned to its original deep purple, and stars began to shine once more. The overwhelming darkness faded away, revealing two towering figures standing before him.
One was a massive man, standing at 12 meters tall. His jet-black hair fell to his shoulders, and he wore nothing but pure darkness itself as clothing.
Beside him stood a woman, 10 meters tall. Her black hair cascaded down to her hips, shimmering with stars as if the night sky itself had been woven into her strands. She wore a flowing dress that looked like the night itself, a shifting tapestry of endless twilight.
She gazed at Jupiter and spoke. "So, you must be the son of Kronos. The one he destroyed and cast out of time." She paused, tilting her head slightly. "What was your name again? Zeus?"
"No, it was Jupiter, honey." Erebus corrected her with a deep chuckle.
"Yes, darling," Nyx said, glancing at him before turning her focus back to Jupiter.
"Last I knew, you were on Mount ida, right? I don't know what my sister was thinking, putting you there. If she wanted to protect you, she should have brought you here. It would've been much faster." She sighed. "Honestly, I even thought she'd come here to ask for my help."
As Jupiter watched Nyx and Erebus, he sighed and spoke.
"So, I guess you already know why I'm here."
Erebus nodded. "Yes, we know. You survived and came here seeking our support."
Jupiter shook his head. "No. I can defeat the Titans alone. That's a fact."
Nyx didn't believe him. She narrowed her eyes, studying him carefully. Seeing this, Jupiter sighed again. Then, without warning, he released his aura and divinity.
The entire Underworld trembled. Even Tartarus itself shook.
The sheer pressure of his presence spread across the Underworld, yet he controlled it so precisely that not even a hint of it could escape—Kronos wouldn't sense a thing.
Nyx and Erebus gasped, their bodies forced to the ground. They couldn't even lift their heads to look at him. Their very existence screamed at them—Serve him. Do not resist. Do not anger him.
Then, just as suddenly, Jupiter withdrew his aura.
Nyx and Erebus panted, still shaken.
"Now do you understand?" Jupiter asked, watching them.
Nyx and Erebus exchanged glances, their bodies still trembling. Erebus spoke first. "Then why are you here? If you're this powerful, why do you need our support? You could just go and kill Kronos."
Nyx was equally confused. Before this, she had thought she could negotiate. She had planned to ask for positions and safety for her children in exchange for helping him. But now, she realized that wasn't possible. She had no leverage.
Jupiter sighed and smiled. "I'm not here to harm you. I need your support. And I know you're wondering why I haven't just killed Kronos yet."
They both nodded.
"It's simple," Jupiter said.
He began explaining everything—how Kronos, in his fear of being overthrown, unknowingly created his own curse. How Chaos saved him. How the curse worked. And how it could only be broken if at least 25% of the Titans and 50% of their strongest warriors were on his side. Otherwise, he would need five Prometheans—powerful beings capable of counteracting the curse's effects—before he could fully destroy it.
"And another thing," Jupiter continued. "I need to find the Cyclopes and the Hecatoncheires. But for some reason, I can't sense them. Where are they?"
Erebus frowned. "They're locked deep in Tartarus. Tartarus isn't just part of the Underworld—it's much, much deeper. The distance from here to the land of the living? Imagine that distance multiplied by ten. That's how deep Tartarus is."
Nyx added, "And it's guarded."
Jupiter's expression hardened. "By who?"
Erebus shook his head. "Not 'who'—'what.' It's a mindless beast. It has no thoughts, no soul. It exists only to follow Kronos' commands."
Nyx continued, "Your father destroyed its essence—just like he did to you. But because the beast refused to obey him, he replaced its essence with something of his own creation. A twisted form of life that exists only to serve him. That… thing now guards the Cyclopes and the Hecatoncheires."
Jupiter sighed. "I see. Then I guess I'll have to use my Sage Mode."
After all, as a true Naruto fan, he had developed his own version of Sage Mode using his Divinity of Order and of SKY while training under his big brother, Samael.
Closing his eyes, he let out a slow breath. His body stilled.
Then, red markings spread across his face—similar to Hashirama's, but glowing red instead of brown. His eyes, however, remained unchanged.
Suddenly, he could feel everything. Every shift in the air. Every pulse of energy beneath the ground.
Behind him, Ten glowing white orbs appeared, swirling in place.
Jupiter reached out, grasping them, and transformed them into Ten White rods. Then, without hesitation, he stabbed them into the ground.
"Find them," he commanded.
And in an instant, he knew he could sense them—he had found the Cyclopes and the Hecatoncheires.