ARCADIAN

If you're reading this, then chances are you're drawn to tales of Greek mythological characters and monsters . Update schedule: 2-3 chaps per day
Ding
{System notification} God of War, Ares, hath been vanquished
{+one million exp points}

"What the heck! I just defeated a god and I got only a million exp? Cronus, you stingy ancient relic! I’ll get you for this!" Rex yelled.
"Verily, thou hast bested but the god of mere skirmishes, Ares. Prithee, speak not of billions in reward 'til thou doth lay low Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades. Until then, relish thy modest crumbs, mortal!"
"Talk normally!" Rex screamed
You’ve merely vanquished the god of brawls, Ares. When you manage to take down Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades, then we can talk about real rewards. Until then, enjoy your pocket change!"

"Okay, now I even hate it when you speak normally!" Rex facepalmed
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Pandora's box has been opened! Woe unto humans!! The entertainment of the gods has just begun!!!
 Years after the titans were defeated at the hands of the Olympians, humanity started to awaken abilities that made them accomplish feats that would have been only possible in Superhero movies. Yet "evil must accompany good," as monsters also began to emerge on Earth. 
Amidst all of this, an orphan boy named Rex fails to awaken anything, as if this isn’t enough, a pitiful end soon follows him, but it seemed as if fate hadn’t forsaken him yet, as the very depths began call for him,
 ***Young one, You have inherited my will***
But great power comes at a great cost

Cronus' system: Against the gods

The oppressive aura in the room calmed down as Jefferson's mood returned to normal. His eyes looked hollow, as though he'd just faced his worst fear.

"I…" Jefferson began, but his voice faltered. His gaze flicked to Rex, lingering as if to say something more, but he stopped himself. He turned abruptly, his shoulders rigid, and started to walk away.

"Hold it, Jeff!" Hercules called out, stepping forward and placing a firm hand on his back. His usual commanding presence softened, his voice carrying a rare gentleness. "You don't have to let the past haunt you."

Jefferson froze, but he didn't look back. He stood motionless for a moment, his head slightly bowed. Then, with a deep breath, he straightened his posture, wiping at his eyes with a trembling hand before stepping forward again. A brilliant flash of purple Aether encased his body, and he lifted off the ground with effortless grace.

I, your Grandpa