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Misunderstood

Hmph. The gull these humans have, classifying me as a horrendous villian. True, I stole my father's throne after slaying him, but Uranus had it coming; that domineering tyrant had no respect or love for his blood or wife. I had no choice but to dispatch Uranus. The savage locked up my elder siblings because they were'nt perfect. I was the only one of his children to pass his standards, and so spared being stuck in a deep abyss. This was what gave me the chance to set my siblings free in the first place.

Yes, I admit I didn't treat my siblings as well as I could have after the ordeal was over, but at least it was better than being locked up for all eternity by father. Then, of course, there was the whole gobbling-up-my-children thing. Now, really, what would've you done if a mystical prophet came along and told you that one of your sons was destined to grow up and overthrow you just as you did to your own father before you?

When I overcame my father, it was to end his rule of hatred. As I ruled, I was firm but fair... you do realize that my time upon the throne was called the Golden Age, even to this very day, by humans, right? I was frightened after hearing the phrophecy of my dismise. My children had no reason to take my crown, other than to satisfy their own lust for absolute power (My act of eating my children doesn't count since that was fortold by the prophet, and therefore may have never happened if I never had my fortune read).

Those spoiled brats need to be taught a lesson... but it makes me wonder what would've happend if I had never heard of that blasted Oracle's prediction. Maybe, just maybe, I could've had a happy family with a loving bond...

Bah! Who am I kidding?! My blood line is just too dysfunctional for that to ever happen. I mean, my father married his sister, and I in return married my sister, and then my own son Zeus married his sister. What is up with that?! I'm better off plotting ways to get revenge-- I mean "disipline"-- my children.

So, as you can see, this is all a misunderstanding. I'm not a heartless villian to be booing at, my family is just a bit messed-up. Besides, not a single word of my side of the story was recorded after my dear son, Zeus, uprooted me! That's totally unfair! Everyone knows that after any war whatsoever, it's the conqueror that says how things happened and why they happened for the history books.

When I get my hands on that loathsome son of mine, I believe a good spanking is to be in order. That should give him a little sense in that small brain of his... if he even has one, that is. A little reminder here before I stop my ranting: Zeus and the others are the evil masterminds, not me. I'm just terribly misunderstood. And my family is a bit loony anyways... but I'm perfectly normal.

AU: This was just a little thing I did from Cronus' point of view, because I'm sick and tired of everyone labling him as a horrible villian with nothing better to do than hurt people or eat babies. It's just so typically narrow-minded of people to go with the first thing they hear rather than hearing both sides of the story. This piece, like other works, isn't perfectly stupendous, but I think I've got my point across. TTFN. I'll write another story whenever I feel like it.

p.s: if you're not one of those narrow-minded people, that note above doesn't really apply to you, does it? Go you! Fight the power!