My name is eronostus and I am the son of EROBUS and NYX, I am the messenger of darkness. I am the one who retells the stories the gods would not have the mortals hear. The muses themselves fear to even think the tales that I scream out to the world. I am the one who utters the prophecies to dark for even the great god-poet Apollo mustn’t . Zeus would have me sent to tartus were I not the only one capable of escape. For I am the keeper of knowledge none but mother Zeus and I may have. This is the tale I shall tell. Such dark and brilliant secrets I will tell to thus spite the gods.The secret of I the first mortal gods. Come my anarchist children for I tell my tale.

Son to mother darkness and father of painful sorrow I was but less than a miner god to almighty Zeus. But he was terribly, terribly mistaken for I am more cunning than mischief himself. He thought me barely fitting enough to be a minion of my fathers. God of apologies PHA! Thus I defy him even as he sent father and me to tartus I plotted my revenge (thunder in background) aah yet another tale to tell. But we digress the secret to escaping tartus and a mortal god simply the price of escape is thus the immortality of a god. Father lies in tartus still for he was too proud a god to willingly give his immortality. I had no such qualms. Now mother protects me till we can topple vain sues. For I am eronostus the anarchist god.