Pure, liquid gold was in his eyes, yet it did not burn, or hurt in any way.
He opened his eyes completely, and sat up quickly.
"Where am I? What happened to me?" the gold took the form of a stunningly beautiful girl's hair, and when she stepped back a voice boomed out,
"Theseus! You have awakened. Good."
He turned to see the same man he had seen in the chamber where the grey creatures had sprung from.
He no longer wore his golden helmet, but a mere wreath of gold, and his eyes were filled with sadness.
"I am Zeus. You have been welcomed into Mount Olympus for saving humanity by sacrificing yourself."
Theseus stood up, looking down at himself; all signs of the battle were gone. He lifted his shirt away to look at his stomach, the stab wounds from his fight with King Hyperion were gone, it was as if it had never happened.
He looked up at Zeus,
"How can this be possible? I am only a mere man. All I was doing was fighting for that that I loved."
"You were chosen by me. You won this battle because you were the only man who could." Zeus stepped forward and pulled him into an embrace. He felt the God's strength in even such a gentle gesture.
"Come, meet my daughter, Athena."
He turned Theseus around; waving forward the stunning Goddess that had been his first sight in his new home. Her smile could have brought on the dawn down on earth, and when she took his hand, he felt warmth like the sun's first rays breaking over the mountaintop.
"Greetings Athena."
Phaedra felt as if there was a gap in her very soul, so much did she miss Theseus. She found comfort in the arms of Stavros, but it was not the same.
He felt it as well. He had loved Theseus like a brother, and he never stopped looking up and out on the horizon for any sign of him.
The bow of Ares was gone. Destroyed by Zeus in the heat of battle it seemed. The few surviving Titans had been imprisoned by the mountain rubble, and would not be able to fight their way out.
Phaedra and Stavros returned to Theseus' village, rebuilding it and repopulating it with the families and warriors from the battle of the Great Wall.
9 months later, Phaedra gave birth to a son. She named him Acamas, named for the coast where he was born; he was clearly Theseus' son. Though she had lain with Stavros many times since Theseus had ascended, she knew he was not the father.
He grew up strong, like his father, and often spent much of his time sparring carefully with Stavros. He was barely five years old when he asked about his father.
She had been unable to meet his eyes, instead leaving the story to Stavros to tell. She left their home under the guise to purchase food, when she instead went to confess to a priest of her dilemma.
R/R please.