the guardian exist for justice

after watching them get home, I went back to the dungeon, however this time I had restrictions placed on myself.

gravity seals, and weights. it felt like I was lifting the sky again, but I entered the dungeon and began my slaughter.

I was getting faster by the minute and also deeper. I still had to get used to my body but that was also not a problem.

the rest of the night I kept going to the dungeon killing monsters.

while the dungeon might not be as good as Tartarus, it at least spawned monsters infinitely, so no worries of it ever running out.

that morning news of what I did to Dionysus spread like wildfire. people were afraid to go outside, but not a certain familia.

no, they were trying to catch me. now I won't lie, I wanted to be captured because in all honesty, it seemed fun.

I made it to floor 34 while dragging my body and decided that was enough.

I went out of the dungeon and found a training ground. I put the weights back on and began to do pull-ups.

your weapons might fail you, but your body won't. you can train your body to be as strong as you wanted but once you slack off of training, you fail.

but for me? everything I kill gets absorbed and makes my body stronger.

it was the first thing I did as I went back in time, after all, if I had to fight o... chaos brother, I need all the help I could get.

with this, I could at least survive, and if I needed to, fight chaos if she tried to stop me.

the power of creation is an incredible power, but in the wrong hands, it will cause major chaos.

heh, you see what I did there.

I dropped down from my pole and took off my shirt and dropped and did push ups.

whenever I wasn't training I was fighting, and to be honest, I'm surprised the gods haven't come to discipline me or even get rid of me.

well none of my business, so I continued to exercise and stretch my muscles.

when night came I equipped my cloak and went for my last dungeon dive. after this, I'll be going to a different world and practicing there.

'well, time to get dirty again,' I thought jumping into the dungeon.

(pov chaos)

what an interesting little guy. he has a barrier in his head and if I try to go through it, it will set off his alarms.

being the creator I know when something is off with my creations.

chronos was the one to tell me that someone was messing with time but he didn't know who.

that's when I felt it, my powers being given to someone. I quickly tracked it down to earth and the person named Perseus Jackson.

how interesting, he bears the curse of Tartarus, while he Carries the blessing of Hestia and my powers.

how very interesting.

it seemed like he is altering fate, and while it was a better fate, it was still outside of his jurisdiction.

so I was about to punish him when a thought came to me.

'what's next.'

yes... what was next. well, it's not like I couldn't snap him out of existence but if he had to travel back in time then SOMETHING happened in the future.

something very bad.

I continued to observe him longer and his style of combat had changed from what fate said.

his fighting style was brutal, but at least he never harmed innocent people, because that would tell me all I needed to know.

does he do anything else besides train? it's not like he's training to fight against me.

well since he's hopping between worlds I decided to do something to his main world. nothing too bad.

although this trick was going to be for when he finishes his destiny.

"yes I wonder how that will work," I said aloud.

"lady chaos there is still work to do," my assistant said.

oh well, I'll deal with him later, but the paperwork starts now.

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cya