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Gaia walked around her own island, enjoying the freedom she had to do so now that she was free from the decaying Tartarus. She wished that place could be destroyed and would be happy to see it done. However, she realized that Tartarus was needed for the monsters and gods who received banishment as punishment. She hoped never to have to return there, and a shiver ran down her spine as he remembered the dismal, decaying land of the place. Tartarus was as far beneath the earth as Mt. Olympus was above. It was deeper than the underworld. It had been so hard to create a new life while she had been banished there. Gaia will be forever grateful to her children for finally freeing her and her grandchildren for keeping Uranus busy while the deed was done.