"I am time, and I am cursed to count it.

Every breath I take is someone's end,

and it is also the beginning of another useless day for me."

He appeared at the dawn of the world. The era of his reign was called the Golden Age for the world by ancient authors. For the Greeks, he was the majestic Сronos, and for the Romans, Saturn. But then history changed.....

O Muse, reveal to me the tale of ancient sovereigns—
How Cronus reigned in the dawn of ages, and how Fate roused Zeus against him,
That through strife and the breaking of Time a new order might rise.

All beings then lived untroubled, untouched by the shadow of sorrow at dawn;

Freely the earth gave her fruit without plough or the sanctified labor of mortals,

Peace was guarded by Cronus, the lord of calm and celestial balance.

A dark-breathing oracle sounded: a child would topple the ruler;

Fear overtook Cronus, who, striving to shatter his fate, devoured his children,

And silence wrapped round the world, as night swallowed the glimmer of hope.

Zeus, in secret by Rhea nurtured, grew fierce as a storm in the mountains;

Boldly he spoke to the earth, proclaiming the reign of the old one corrupted,

And swore an oath to free his kin from the shadowed depths of their father.

Thundered the Titanomachy: across the heavens the wings of lightning were rolling;

Shattered was darkness to splinters when the world-forging hammer was lifted,

And Zeus prevailed in the battle — new guardian, keeper of order.

Cronus was cast into shadow — he wanders through pathless and measureless stillness;

Fate had decreed him a judgment: to reckon the flow of ages and instants,

So long as dawn shall return, and evening descend upon all things.

Deep in the caverns of Tartarus wandered Cronus, shackled in timeless shadow;
Pathways of darkness unfurled before him — bottomless gulfs, unyielding and silent;
Yet through a fissure of night he fled, slipping free of the underworld’s burden.

“O Muse, tell me now: where roams Cronus in this present age?
What hidden boundaries hold him, veiled from the sight of mortals?

Where neither dawn ever rises nor evening descends in its quiet,
There he keeps watch over moments, unseen by every moment;
Seek him — you’ll find him in all things, yet never behold his face.

Really, where is Kronos now? Maybe you will be lucky enough to come across him, or maybe he will meet you....

Yes, this is my attempt to adapt the ancient gods to our 21st century. If you like the character, I have more ideas for continuing this universe.

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