Prologue

September 1992

The primordial sky was able to once again able to establish his conscious, and looked at the world beneath his presence. His treacherous children, the Titans, scattered in the world, hiding in the shadows. His grandchildren, the Gods of Olympus, play their role in society, primarily in the West. He glances at the world, and sees the imbalance brought by the Gods. This world is in danger, and he can feel something dark is coming. No doubt, this darkness could come and disturb the entire existence of both mortals and Gods. Who will be the light that fends this darkness? His own children and wife have betrayed him, as he is barely able to exist in the world. The Gods of Olympus have not made the improvements he would hope for in the coming of darkness. His only hope, was man. Man is weak, corrupt, and at times can be very savage. But as he has learned since the Age of Olympus, man has been the deciding factor to history. He must find "the one", who will help bring into this world, a savior and a champion of hope. One who could rival both Gods and Titans, and keep the world in check, for the darkness is growing and only the Fates know when it will shroud the world.

The old father of heaven searched the world, and found a woman, who was not able to conceive with her husband. Her husband is a soldier, and is across seas, serving his country. The primordial sky, descended his light upon the woman, and said these words.

"Young beauty, I am Ouranos, the Primordial Sky, darkness is coming to devour this world. You can bring about the world's salvation. I offer you the gift of bearing a child, he shall be of your blood, but he will also have my own. He will be a force, unlike any the world has seen. He will touch the heavens, and become one with the stars. He will be loved, he will be hated, and he will be feared. Would you care to bring such a child in this world?"

The woman nodded and closed her eyes as the great light in the sky radiated so brightly, that she would be blessed with a child she was yearning to bear. Soon the light began to fade and the elder god gave one final message.

"Beware, for the child we would bring to this world, shall hold a power that could bring ruin upon him, should he not learn to use his strength. For nothing is set in stone, the child you bear can be the world's salvation, or its ultimate doom. Even though I may barely be a part of this world, I shall see from the skies, and hope that the child we conceive, shall be the hero of the world."