AN Below

Hope you enjoy. And yeah, this is Whitebeard reborn into Greek Mythology as a God. You know who. Hope it's good, hope it's epic as i can make it, and I just hope anyone can enjoy.

-CHAPTER 1: REBORN-

-The Great Pirate Era, End of the Marineford War-

It is the age of the Great Pirate Era… started by the legendary Pirate King himself, Gol D. Roger with countless upon countless of souls seeking and heading out to sea to either make their mark for greatness, carry on legacies, or to find that legendary treasure, hidden at the last island of the Grand Line and the biggest mystery the world has ever known…

The One Piece.

And today, with one of the most significant points in history currently coming to an end. As bodies of both pirate and marine laid across the war torn, decimated and quite literal earth-shattered battlefield of the great military base Marineford.

The Marineford War.

All starting with the execution of the legitimate son of the Pirate King, and 2nd lieutenant of the world's strongest man, Fire-Fist Ace. Being prevented by thousands of his crew coming to rescue him as chaos soon took hold with Pirates, Marines, Prisoners, the 7 Warlords, Admirals, The Yonko, A great Hero, and finally Dragon, the great revolutionary's leader's, son.

All fighting to either save or kill just one person. But soon turning into a bloodbath that would go down in modern history as one of the greatest wars ever fought.

And with this great war coming to a close… it has also brought forth and death…

"…When someone finds that treasure, the world will turn upside down! And I'm sure someone will… And that day will come…"

"THE ONE PIECE…! THE ONE PIECE IS REAAAAL!" The last words of the great Pirate Yonko, the possessor of the Quake-Quake fruit, and one of, if not THE strongest and greatest man in Pirate history…. Edward Newgate, or Whitebeard spoke as it resounded across the war torn battlefield of Marineford and resonated into and across the entirety of the whole world. Igniting even more brightly the flame of the Great Pirate Era and to those who carry on the past, Rogers, and his will unto the future.

As his mind soon starts to fade as his body finally succumbs to it's ludicrous amounts of fatalities…

As his great enormous body, and testimony to his strength, sustains 267 sword cuts, 152 gunshot holes, 46 CANNONBALL shots, HALF OF HIS FACE BLASTED OFF…. and finally taking multiple attacks from the 2 Admirals Kizaru and Akainu, with 2 massive gaping lava holes embedded into his chest and stomach…

With ALL of them, every. single. one. put together as his he stands there finally dying, surrounded by the death and destruction of the MarineFord War, as precious family and crew cries behind him, protected by their father in the final onslaught of their treacherous "crew member" as he laid down his life…

"POOOOPS!"

"POOOOPS!"

"POOOOPS!"

"POOOOPS!"

"POOOOPS!"

All of them either shouting, crying, or shrieking his name in pure agony and sadness, as his will begins to fade to black, death overtaking him as he smiles peacefully in his head.

'Forgive me… my sons…'

As any thoughts of stupid, god forsaken war fleeing free from his mind as it drifts to every moment of his life he could remember, playing bit by bit with each of them as they set sail and became something greater together. Starting out as an orphan with no parents, a diamond in the rough just trying to get by as he led children, trying to do some good to those like him.

Before setting out to sea… falling in love with it… Seeing all sorts of sights, people, fights, challenges and adventures as he set sail on his pirate adventure.

Growing more than anyone could've imagined and soon, despite all the hardships, power hungry pirate "crew", and the loss of a good friend… found his own pirate crew in a bunch of rambunctious, snot nosed brats that were either painly orphans, people in desperation, people who wanted to become more… or people just wanting go find a good crew and someone they could rely on…

All of it culminating in one of the beautiful and cohesive pirate crew the world had ever known.

But all of it just meaning to him… a family… something he had always, ALWAYS wanted beyond all else. And they had given him that… all of them, every single one he would do anything for. Hell, even with this whole war all because he couldn't refuse his hot headed, thick skulled, flaming head of a brat Ace…

A smile forming on his face, no, in his mind as he thought nothing of it. Ace. His family.….Teach. All for the new to inherit and deal with.

As his time had finally come.

'I have raised such a ridiculous fool… You all have given me everything I could have wanted… This is it for me…' Only thinking of his family one last time as the death still lingered on him, but not just yet as he WILLED it even still for one last goodbye.

'I… have travelled for so, so long… And it was a great voyage! So yes… I have deep… deep appreciation… for all of you…'

'SO GOODBYE! MY SONS!'

And so cried out the final goodbye of the strongest man in the world, Whitebeard, Edward Newgate, to his sons and daughters.

His mind soon receding into silence and darkness as the sound of the calm sea overtook his mind. Leaving his family crying and to move on by themselves, finally, without him…

But… it wouldn't be the end for the great Whitebeard just yet. Because just as he grew and led a gargantuan, fruitful, fulfilling and guiding life, so too would he be granted an even more worthy and DIVINE afterlife…

-Ancient Greece-

And in another world, another plane of existence far beyond the world of the treasured One Piece, Pirates and Yonko's… a new divine reality took shape and began it's existence anew.

As first, there was nothing… nothing but void, darkness, and Khaos.

And from that primordial Khaos came the rise of the Primordials, ancient beings who would shape the heavens and the Earth, and the untold amount of life afterwords.

Those being the Primordial Earth (Gaia), sky (Ouranos), Sea (Pontus, concept of Love (Eros), and lastly Infernal Abyss (Tartarus). Soon taking shape and taking the roles attibuted to them for the world, spawning even more primordial entities to take on the roles of ancient concepts, early thoughts and feelings, and life there after.

A new existence, starting off completely and at its "infancy".

With the most important aspects being the Sky and the Earth, soon coupling and becoming the world as it is now. With the Sky soon becoming the most upper "dominant" force, the "King".

But with their unification also soon birthing a new race of divine entities and creatures.

Coupling to create 18 children/siblings, 12 sons and daughters, 3 one eyed brothers, and finally 3 brothers with 50 heads and 100 arms,

And with the sight of the last 2 set of siblings sparking the personal history of everything to come. As the Sky quickly looked upon his gigantic, unusual children with horror and disgust, casting them out and into his sibling, the Infernal Abyss below.

This action immediately enraging his wife, the mother Earth, and over time enlisted a plan to take revenge upon her arrogant and prideful husband with the help of her 12 remaining children.

Creating a sharp, curved bladed tool from the bowels of her being in order to cut down her now hated husband, granting it to any one of them who would do the deed.

With the youngest but most ambitious among them, Kronos, immediately taking the blade, the first weapon into his hands.

And cutting his father into pieces as his brothers and sisters fought him head on. In the end not killing him, as they well and truly couldn't, but leaving his consciousness scattered across all of existence, leaving only his body, the Sky, but no thought.

The 12 children who were just deities to worship and serve their father and his rule, stretching up beyond their means as their over-joyous mother dubbed them as.

The Titans.

With Kronos soon reigning supreme above all, just as his father had. With his title no longer just the simple Titan of the Harvest, but of destructive time, and of the whole of creation itself. With his loving Earth mother now happily expecting for her other sons to be freed from their torment, her whole family together being the only thing she had truly craved and yearned for.

But… the apple does not fall far from the tree… Because as Kronos quickly grew in strength and power with his great sickle by hid side, he became even more powerful than all the other Titans, and even, his own mother. And soon began to act just as arrogantly and even more prideful than his excommunicated father.

With his whims soon exceeding that of his mother's, uncaring of her plight and frankly quite disturbed by his "malformed" brothers as well. Refusal to let them free as to their ugly appearance, but most of all their unrivaled power that could pose a threat…

And soon the world became the Golden Age of the Titans, with Kronos ruling over it with an iron fist, unopposed and all seeing now.

His siblings scattered across the land, taking their own titles and mantles for their own, with some more freer than most, But all of them serving under Kronos's rule.

With him taking the youngest but most beautiful of his sisters, Rhea, as his wife/queen.

The Age of the Titans now looking ever permanent, with nothing to stand in his way and if something does it would be cut down and dealt with as he saw fit. Everything anyone does as he saw fit.

With seemingly nothing that could harm him and end his reign… all but one thing.

-Age of the Titans, Mount Othrys-

In the open celestial space above the Earth, sat the world's largest mountain and palace/home of the great Titans.

Mount Othrys.

Stretching as far as the eye could see and reach into outer space as its vast landscape mimic the atmosphere and feelings of their inhabitant's. Not as it once was, the most majestic and heavenly home ever constructed. No, as now Mount Othrys was slowly turning into a bleak and terrible place, uncared by its master. It's walls still very much livable for any Titan no problem, but with it all seemingly covered in gray, with the clouds above nearly blocking out the sun as a feeling of death and misery trickled all over the entire mountain.

The castle itself standing tall and proud, but horribly gloomy as the great formation of stones, metals and the finest materials made for the greatest and ONLY structure in all the lands began to slowly wither away. It's stainless white walls now beginning turn a dull brown and grey, it's walls now slowly being taken by moss, vines and leaves, and all of it leading all the way from the entrance to the throne room and more.

It's current state a by slow byproduct of it's inhabitants emotions, all due to the horrible events of the last few months.

. . .

"Rhea… give me the child.." He spoke as he looked upon the child, the girl cradled in her arms.

"Y-Yes… Yes my love… Here she is… our daugh… What?" She said… before pausing, seeing the look on his face.

"You remember what father told us… warned us… warned ME! I must… I must prevent them from growing, from rising against me!" He cried, still guilty but more paranoid and fear driven than ever! "NOW GIVE ME THE CHILD!"

"MY LOVE! K-KRONOS! W-W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING! NO!" She cried as he quickly snatched the baby up from her weak arms, too weak to even struggle!

"WHAT MUST BE DONE RHEA!" He said as he swelled up in size swallowed the girl whole!

"NOOOOO!" Shrieked the weakened Titan mother/queen across the whole world, the highest sound that was ever heard, rivaled only by Gaia's past cries for her own distorted and discarded children.

. . .

Because as Kronos, all the way back in his victory against his father with his siblings, cut him apart. The Primordial Sky Ouranos had this to say before his imminent demise.

A warning, and prophecy, for the future.

"You may have won… boy. But know that one day… you too will suffer the same fate as I… For your child too shall slay you by their hands… and take the throne you have now… THIS I SWEAR…! I GUARANTEE!"

He roared defiantly as Ouranos spoke his final words. But leaving the Titan Lord ever haunted by them, being the only thing he ever feared in his rule. With the only way to stop it, he had cruelly thought of, was to swallow each and every child he had ever had.

Leading to the first prior horror, the swallowing of his eldest daughter Hestia, and soon over the years even more… And leading to this day, moment and time… As within the walls of the castle, close to the throne room and into the main bedchambers of the King and Queen, lay the Titaness Rhea alongside her attendants. Naked, shivering, and in labor.

Her body that of unrivaled divine beauty, her figure perfect in its hourglass shape as her voluptuous figure made itself known. Fully exposed for all to see as long flowing perfect dark brown hair like chocolate cascades across her entire side and body. Large swollen and spilt out breasts for that of a mother 4 times over. Light rich olive colored skin that was devoid of any hair, gentle to the touch and unable to blemished by anything in the whole of creation.

But with the most important aspect being the large baby bump on her stomach, ready to give birth once more. As her attendants make sure that she is safe and comfortable as possible as she cries out in pain.

"HOOOOOH AHHHH!" Another anguished cry red, pillow-like lips as her pupil-less eyes roll back all the way. Her beautiful divine face in extreme agony as pain and fear gripped her mind. Unable to stop what was to come and more and more dreaded with the horror that was going to happen once again.

"Please Queen Rhea! You must hold out a little longer, the child is almost out!" The servant, an Oread in front of her called out as the space in-between her legs grew even further.

"Yes my Queen! The process is almost over!" The 2nd servant beside her added in as she and the 3rd one tried to comfort her as best as possible. Pouring their divine energies to soothe her birthing process.

"I…! I KNOOOOW!" The goddess yelled in a aware and completely horrified tone as the memories of every single pointless childbirth stabbed into her mind unlike any pain she could ever feel.

"Queen Rhea, I can see his body! Yes! HE IS COMING THROUGH!" As the 1st servant than called out reaching her hands steadily as the Titaness bellowed one last shriek!

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Her cries reverberating across the entire castle and mountain once more, before fading away as her pregnancy ends. Leaving her with a flat stomach… and a new born baby.

"Yes! It is here… He's a boy my Queen…" The servant, the mountain nymph said proudly as she held the newly born child in her hands, his tiny naked body covered in his mother's golden ichor as it slowly opened it's eyes. The Oread holding him squinting her eyes a bit as she took in his beautiful liquid covered features before noticing a strange coloration in his eyes squinted… and as well as a sense of… awareness coming from the boy.

"Another one… My son…" The Titaness Queen whispered weakly, a sad, defeated look on her face as she stared at it depressingly. Already knowing what will happen to it.

"!" Her words quickly breaking the dryads stare as snaps her head back up. "A-Ah! Apologies my Mistress! I was only noticing his beautiful face… Should clean and wrap him u—"

"NO!" She suggested before immediately being denied by the weakened mother. A jolt of rage-filled sorrow stemming from the Queen of the Titans before Rhea just raises her arms.

"…There is no need… You all already know what will happen… Just… Just hand him to me…" She ordered as the child-carrier quickly did so. Placing the baby's body delicately in her arms as Rhea holds it like the treasure it SHOULD be…

Her saddened eyes looking upon her baby boy with extreme sorrow and misery. Taking in all of his features, small and cute. His stubby limbs, his tiny body… and his thin light blonde hair upon his tiny head. With all of his marvelous features putting a small, admiring smile on his mother's face.

"O-Oh… so tiny… so adorable… It just seems no matter how many times it happens… I can never grow tired… You are so beautiful… my baby boy… My son…" She sniffled… the feeling of gazing upon her precious child, though each time having to lose them, never growing old. Only flooding her heart joy… and her mind more shameful sorrow. But pain and loss of her 4 swallowed children soon reappearing as her mind reels back in hopelessness at the desecration of what's to come. Unable to hold back her tears no longer as she just tries to savor this one moment with her child… her son… her…

"Poseidon…" She names, glancing upon his golden bed of hair, almost as though it had to be said. "Yes… Poseidon… That shall be your name… huh…" Before noticing his eyes beginning to open, wide open as he reveals his gaze.

A small look of… shock and confusion on his tiny features. With an air of uniqueness that Rhea now started to notice as she now sees the most interesting part of his eyes…

"Your eyes… they are…" As her white, pupil-less eyes matches to 2 small yellow dots. "Yellow…"

She says as she looks upon him now with even more curiosity… never before looking like all her other children… with another sense… a sense of subtle awareness coming from the infant as well, fully looking upon his mother in way that had NEVER happened. "You are… more awar—?!"

"WOMAN!"

She had started to speak before her pondering thoughts instantly gave way to fear at the roar of her husband. The 4 women in the room now feeling his booming presence as it echoed across the castle and into the bed chamber…

"BRING ME MY CHILD!"

The booming voice of the Titan Lord commanded once more as Rhea only looked at the chamber's entrance with nothing but pure and utter terror. Her mind however not so quiet in their bitter resentment.

'Your child… HA! Your child… You call him your child… You call THEM your child, SO THEN WHY… WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME BASTARD?! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO ME?! EACH AND EVERY TIME!? AND THEN WHY… WHY… WHY… WHY DO YOU NOT WANT CHILDREN, AND YET INSIST ON COUPLING ME, OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN!?' Her thoughts roaring with barely contained aggression, with time after time bearing the weight of losing her children, HER CHILDREN, over and over and over and OVER again for months and years to the man she once called Husband.

But her thoughts only resounding in her head, unspoken unless she would want to suffer the gravest of punishments…

"…Yes… Yes my King…!" She said loudly as she hastily tries to regain any energy she could just moments after her intensive childbirth. Quickly standing up, fully naked and without any clothes, more than fully knowing twisted lustful nature of her husband at this point. Towards her and "their" children…

The time almost like a celebratory ritual at this point… a cruel, truly depraved way of flaunting his power and rule as eternal and… ever lasting. Cradling the child in her arms, not bothering to even summon any clothing as her feet walks out of the bedchambers and into the main hallway towards the throne room.

One pitiful footstep at a time.

Tap, tap, tap,

Taps Rheas feet as her footstep's make their way across the still white but fading marble floors. The floor itself completely devoid of any dust or debris, commanded so for all eternity as the Queen of the Titans slowly makes her way to her husband.

A truly sorrowful look on her face as she carries the newborn child, Poseidon, in her arms. Whom was now fully moving, squirming in her naked biceps as his strange yellow eyes took in the world around them.

Fascinating… and pitying her as she looks upon the lively actions of her child… actions she had never seen before.

"Oooh… Ah!" It cooed cutely, to which Rhea only cooed back bumping it's nose.

"Oh you… You precious little thing… Never before has a child of mine has awoken from slumber… nor has ever been this active…" She said with a small, but still happy smile on her face. "I do wonder what kind of energy makes you this way… My Poseidon…"

The baby only seeming to hear her as it looks up at her gaze once more with its colorful and curious eyes. "Eh…? Ahhh…"

"You exude such a… strange, unique feeling… And your eyes as well… full of color unlike any other I've seen… You are truly full of life… of strength… of youth… I truly wonder if… if…" Rhea continued in a curious, bittersweet tone before the last of her words trickle down to a whimper. Seemingly unable to come up with any words at all as her tone and lips betray her beautiful face.

The baby Poseidon voicing another at this, bigger than last but going unnoticed as she only looks straight ahead.

'If the fates have given you to me now like this as an even greater agony…?'

With her feet and long legs now finally arriving at their dreaded destination.

"H-Ha-Haah… I'm… I am… I am truly sorry for this my son… Please forgive me…" She shuttered as her nude form strolls it's way to the open throne room chamber. Pulling back her tears as she resolves herself as best as she could… feeling nothing but like a prisoner… a caged animal… no, lesser… Feeling just the same way her own mother Gaia had done so, so long ago.

The throne room itself a truly GARGANTUAN sized room, having no roof to speak of as the light of the sky shine through some of the dim grey clouds, reflecting off the chamber and onto it's ginormous walls and pillars. The light illuminating it and giving the entire room an aura of divine beauty and design. The room too the main section and largest section of the castle. A testament to its importance by far and taking up the most space.

With the only things noticeable besides the massive walls, pillars and no roof being that the room was, as to its name, one gigantic marble sized throne. Carved delicately and as graciously as possible to make it thick, long, and powerfully encapturing. It's presence sitting directly in the middle from a multitude flights of stairs. Encircling it fully and perfectly showcasing its supreme importance. With Rhea's own throne beside his, though much smaller one right next to it.

With Kronos right there in all his crooked but powerful form, making himself known as Rhea's presence draws nearer.

"Ah… it seems as though you did foster another one… And it looks to be a… boy? Dah, it does not matter…"

He said in nasally cocky tone. As a massive but thin body carved and chiseled like stone and with a set of giant wings sat haughtily upon his throne in all his kingly glory. Dressed in a bright red dustless tunic with sickle, now turned scythe, in hand. A long, horrid black stick with a silver crescent blade at the ultimate symbol of his power, always there, always at his side, and always ready to use, glimmering with untold deadliness that could cut anything up into pieces.

A crown atop his head, showcasing his rulership as a set of 2 metal like wings flapped making itself known.

His person exuding sheer power as befitting of the Lord of the Titans and proclaimed Ruler of the Universe and time itself.

However, due to this position and it's carelessness that came with it, the Titan Lord now was no longer the being once was all those years ago as Rhea knew him…

With his previous stature, once a tiny, but truly handsome and muscle-bound man that was even more beautiful reduced to a much more lankier appearance. His once fair skin shining with light now aged, wrinkled and what some would call grey. His arms legs and chest retaining the same perfect muscle anatomy as they always had, but losing what used be much softer, hard-working skin and taking a much more… harder texture, much like chiseled stone than actual flesh. His set of wings protruding from his back mighty as ever, but now far more knife like and deadlier looking as compared to when he first received them, a gift from their mother.

And finally, what was once a flowing and glistening mane of golden brown hair now replaced by a much longer and much flatter dirty grey mess, spread out all over his head as his face supported a horribly unshaven and uncut beard. His visage devoid now a clean shaven face and with the happiest of hard-working smiles and extruding a golden aura, now a dried up, paranoia afflicted and ego driven expression that held nothing but pride and arrogance. With a pleasurable grin plastered sadistically on as he exuded a much more sharper and far more dangerous pale golden aura.

This Titan Lord, whom was once the Love of Rhea's life, ever youthful, ever confident and ever ambitious now no longer even recognizable. Twisted by each and every swallowing of her children he had so mercilessly done.

With the person she fell for and man she sees before her no longer recognizable…

Leaving Rhea, now completely at his mercy as she stares at him with anticipation. With him now fully taking in her fully exposed form.

"Mmm… as luscious as ever my dear… It never tires me to see your naked flesh… especially in pregnant labor…" The Mad Titan slithers out licking his lips wet with jubilance and anticipation. "But now, you know what must be done. Bring him to me." He said with "absentmindedly" while wearing a wide grin as he begins to stand, rising from his throne with his wings furling open in all its majesty as his body begins to shift towards his truly titanic form, his height in seconds reaching far above the columns as his tinier Queen drew closer.

"Yes… as you wish… my Lord Kronos… Here is our 5th child… a boy…" Rhea spoke as she knelt down on the floor, head down and submissive as she raises her arms for the naked child to be presented to him. His small form still moving and writhing about as he looked everywhere as much as his ichor covered eyes could allow for him.

The Titan Lord letting out a dark chuckle as he takes one step, and kneels down letting down his open palm to the floor as Rhea finally puts the naked Poseidon in his gigantic hands.

"I'm sorry… I'm so so sorry…" She whispered, in one final, horrible time as Kronos closed his giant palm around the boy by his minuscule body. Made all the worst as she could clearly recognize the look of shock and fear upon the boy's already aware face, her face twisting in guilt as knows that he is awake and horribly confused…

"Now let us see…" Lifting him up, all the way up for him to see as he opens up to see his son's appearance. His form barely noticable by standard sight, a speck on the Titan Lord's hand. But Kronos himself fully aware and seeing of his son's presence. Laying there squirming in his mother's ichor and looking up at him with clear nervousness.

"Huh… another boy… That makes two of them now Rhea… And three daughters… I wonder if there'll be a third…" He comments, Rhea remaining silent looking down, as he soon as well starts to feel a similar strange feeling from the boy. A feeling he couldn't quite describe but as he looked upon his "son" he could definitely feel something… unique, strange and… off about him.

As though… somehow now… he was… weaker than the previous children…?

"His eyes…" He then realized as he then noticed his strange colored eyes, the most alarming thing that was seen which only exasperated the feeling he was having…

"TCH!" A feeling of which he quickly dismissed, a spark of frustration, confusion and paranoia grips him once more as he then scowls, scoffing venomously at the infant. Whom then stopped to pause and finally stare at him with some sort of… realization or fear…?

"Wa! Wah! WAH!" He cried.

"Hm? Awake, are you…? And noisy too it seems. Tch! How bothersome." His voice boomed angrily before turning to a vicious grin. "But still no matter…" He said as he then closed his hand again and raised it to the sky and rightfully above his mouth. The child's tiny eyes popping wide open and starting to make noises as both opened up. "For prophecy will still be foiled…"

"For you shall enter my belly. And once again prove that my reign remains ETERNAL!" Kromos roared as he wrenched his jaw open! The minuscule baby boy beginning to slide off his Father's skin and into his gaping maw!

"WAH! WAH! WAH! WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The boy's voice now completely audible as it let out one final cry as it descended helplessly. Falling deep within his father's throat and down to his stomach, Kronos finally swallowing his 5th child, Poseidon. The horrible deed once again done as Rhea watches it all unfold for another heart-wrenching, mind-numbing, and soul-crushing time. With all the previous events coming back to haunt her as she watches her wretched husband only lacking his lips with no emotion.

. . .

"You… you cannot do this, e-e-even if the prophecy is true she is still our child!" She had once said, cradling her eldest daughter Hestia as Kronos only became more irritated. Holding her up in an act of desperation, begging and pleading. "Look! She is like us! She can be of no threat to you!"

"Enough, Rhea! It matters not! I will not have ANY threats to my rule! NOW GIVE HER TO ME RHEA!" He said as he forcefully snatched her up and did the "deed".

. . .

"My love, surely… we don't need to do this a second time!" She cried once more as 9 months later she gave birth to the 2nd daughter Demeter. Now truly baffled at her husband's actions of un-wanting any threats but still siring children? But to no use as he did the exact same thing with even further fervor.

. . .

"My love… please… I beg of you one final time… with all my being and my soul that we don't need to do this!" She had said now raising her voice as she held her 3rd and finally daughter Hera for Kronos. But the plead only meeting with backhanded shout and complete dismissal.

. . .

"My Lord… no my Lord… I understand…" She then said numbly, one more time before now as she gives away her 4th child, this time now a boy, Hades to her husband. Her mind going numb as the newfound gender of THIS one well and truly earning a wrathful swallow…

. . .

All of it playing repeatedly with perfect memory in her head. Over and over and over and OVER again as a silent, desperate rage began to slowly ignite within her. No longer seeing the Titan in front of her as her husband nor brother… just a monster… a monster that had taken everything from her… her children… her happiness... defiled her, her future and theirs... All for the delusional sake of maintaining power that could never be threatened as it was. With all of it made worse by the fact that she knew, she KNEW as well as he that all the children inside of their Father's stomach were still alive. Fully immortal and well and truly not dead, but imprisoned… with absolutely no way of escape…

As within the darkest corners of her soul, Rhea, Titan of Fertility, Childbirth and Motherhood, a vengeful flame was finally lit. But… unbeknownst to both of them and anyone else… the 5th born child Poseidon would soon grow taller than anyone, and send ripples across the world that not even fate herselves could fully well guess…

He didn't know where he was, and he definitely didn't know what the hell was happening!

But his sense of awareness began immediately as he was in his mother's womb, fleshy walls all around him as he tried to move his tiny, stubby body. Not know who or what he was but fully aware of one thing. He was alive. But soon his newfound setting and awareness being altered as he found himself hearing the labored cries of a woman… he didn't know who or what that was but he was assured.. before soon being stretched out from a slit and into a blinding white light! As tiny hands curled around him, softly holding him up as he could feel the wetness of… something lathering his entire body.

His eyes and ears adjusting from the overwhelming sensations as he tried to… get his bearings. His knowledge unknown and limited but his awareness fully awake as he tried to rub his eyes away from the slimy… golden film across them.

"Yes…! It is here…"

"…Just hand him to me…"

He then heard as his body then began to be moved and pulled towards somebody. Feeling 2 hands push against another as he then found himself in an arm and around 2 amazingly soft… flesh he… recalled…? His thoughts cutting off as his eyes then began to gain its focus, squinting narrowly and rapidly from its slimy film before completely opening up to see and reveal an absolutely GORGEOUS face! A woman's face! He could… recall but also the most beautiful face he had ever… seen? But a face full of beauty and divine energy. With the woman he could immediately identify as his… mother… Family…

The word popping out of nowhere but FULLY enrapturing his mind and filling with a sense of… longing… nostalgia… and a feeling of "this had never happened before…" he knew was more than real.

'What is going on..? Who am I… Who is she…? And why is she… looking at me that way…?' He thought before cutting off and being completely taken aback by the expression on the woman's, his mother's face. One of joy, happiness and… pity… immense pity which he could immediately identify as.

"O-Oh… so tiny… so adorable… It just seems no matter how many times it happens… I can never grow tired… You are so beautiful… my beautiful baby boy…" As she said sniffling, confirming her relation to him as his mother. The unnamed baby boy only basking in the divine beauty of his mother's face, not knowing who he was or why he was here, but just fully acknowledging the fact that he had such a gorgeous mother. Taking in all her words to heart as a feeling of joy and warmth filled it.

Before she uttered one word that sent shivers down his very soul. "My son…"

SON… SON… SONS… DAUGHTER… DAUGHTERS… BRATS… CREW… FAMILY…

The words and their meanings flashing before his consciousness as it popped in his head like a flash of light. Reminding him of… reminding him of… reminding him of something that he once had… and cherished like other…

'I… I…' He struggled, internally as he drew from within him the will to remember. As the images of many people began to surface. 'I-I have… I have a family! My name… my is—!'

"Poseidon." The woman, his new mother than said as his attention completely shifts towards her. His eyes widening as he hears his newfound name… but not the name that he was about to recall.

"Yes… Poseidon… that shall be your name…" She said happily.

'POSEIDON? Wait what?' He thought, the word immediately sending a big feeling of familiarity with the name… but it was not his name.

'But that is… that is not my name… that is not my name at all…' He thought as the faint of… a man laid within his mind. A big man… a strong man… HIM, that what him! Not this weak, fragile and delicate body he had now. But the name and face fading away, just barely out of reach from his will.

"Huh…" She had muttered as his gaze lingered on her, her commenting on his behavior and… strange appearance? And weirdly of all… noticing his eyes as he gazed back at her. Saying something about as he too takes it in before a loud, deafening shout was uttered!

'HUH?!' The thunderous noise ringing his ears heavily as he immediately heard the roar of some sort of enraged monster. The outright godlike voice to the boy's mind demanding outright for… him to be brought to him..?

'Who… no, WHAT the hell was that?! What is going on?! Where the hell even am I?!' A feeling of befuddlement and suspicion only stemming from his mind.

His said mother only looking up in shock and explicit fear as she then quickly gets up from her bed and starts walking. Down the chamber and completely nude, with him still naked and covered in goop as well. His new mother showcasing a lack of care or… pushed back guilt that made him feel very uneasy. The 2 of them walking together through the halls, with her lush voluptuous form carrying his tiny baby body. Poseidon, as he now refers to himself as to his mother's wishes, now trying to look around and gaze at everything in his surroundings as best as he could. Beginning to now realize just how big, extravagant and.. divine that whatever this place was.

A feeling of divinity, of heavenly beauty washing over his gazing pupils like nothing he had ever seen before… if he could recall of course. The sight of everything soon tempting him to move as his newfound awareness made movement ever more wanting. But his already mature mind still stuck in this tiny, pudgy fleshy body, only able to slightly move his stubby little legs and arms. Squirming around naked but warm with his mother's arms. His mouth also trying to move as well but obviously just letting out a baby's gurgle. His attempt's to speak only reacted affectionately by his mother booping his nose.

"Oh you… You precious little thing… Never before has a child of mine has awoken from slumber… nor has ever been this active…" She commented sweetly, though oddly. The look on her face now fully grabbing his attention. It hiding away an expression of hidden sadness as he fully see.

Though the awareness only leaving him even more confused. 'What in the world is going on…? Why does she look so scared? Is something going to happen?' He thought as she continues walking forwards, her white ever still on him. Full of love and a confusing bitterness. Wording out a sentence before cutting off—

"I wonder if… I wonder if…"

She looks up, trying to hide her face from him but with tears CLEARLY welling up in her eyes as a sense of IMMENSE regret and sorrow emanated from her. Baffling the young Poseidon even more.

'What…? What the hell is this? Why is are you crying?' He tried to cry, but his booming inner voice only coming out as another cute sound which she promptly dismissed. Her lips then quivering as she then sends a mournful and truly apologetic cry of sorrow. As if though something horrible was about to happen… to him as he looks on at mother, helpless and more confused than ever.

'WHY? Why are you like this?! Why is this happening?! And why am I aware of these things?! Who… who am I again?! And why am I in this place!'

He cried out desperately as Rhea finally makes her way to the throne room. The sight of which then took him by, once again, utter shock as he then spots what he would assume to be his… FATHER?! His eyes gazing at the dazzlingly beautiful throne, that of a King he also knew, but his eyes then fully bulging out of their sockets as he sees the withered, decrepit, and frankly UNSIGHTLY man on it.

'Who… Who in the world is that?! Is he… is he supposed to be my Father?!' He called out as he could also feel a horrible feeling of discomfort and venom coming from the man's body. His lanky appearance, long disheveled hair & beard, unpleasant aura and finally his long silver scythe and massive pairs of wings immediately telling the young Poseidon that he was nothing but bad news.

"Ah… it seems as though you did foster another one… And it looks to be.. a boy? Dah, it does not matter…"

And as Rhea entered the man spoke, spoke in a very raspy, arrogant and… dismissive tone. With the dismissive, almost apathetic tone of it immediately disliked, almost hated by the boy.

'Wha… Who… who is this bastard…?' As he asked to no one. As his apparent "father" of his began to converse with his mother about her nude form. His lecherous words conveying an even more sense of wrongness and sparking now actual anger from him. 'This guy… Who does this guy think he is?!'

But his thoughts once again going unnoticed as the Rhea began to kneel and the King, now known as Kronos… or whatever he was, now starting to look more serious. Standing up and soon sending the boy's jaw to the floor as he suddenly grew in size in an instant! Completely dwarfing both in size as Poseidon stared in awe of his Father's power, further questioning just 'what the hell' was he… as well as himself.

'YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS! He's like a… a God… a God… Wait, a what?' He then paused, soon realizing what might be going on. 'what IS going on right now? What is he going to do to me?' He thought in pure nervous anticipation as he was soon called upon once more, the Titan Lord opening his palm as Rhea gave him up.

"I'm sorry… I'm s so sorry…" She said as he was immediately held and lifted up! His thoughts now beginning to turn wild as he now knew something horrible was about to happen and it was this… Kronos that was going to be the cause of it. His tiny body only uselessly flailing about as he tried even more desperately to move inside of this giant palm. It's fingers opened up as the gigantic wrinkled face looked down upon him like a supreme being.

"Huh… another boy… That makes 3 of them Rhea…"

Poseidon only staring up at him, his gaze locked and widening in shock as a new feeling of immense distrust and anger beginning to overtake him. With the words spoken of his father indicating something… horrible in his mind. '3?! 3 of what?! Children?! Other children?! What the hell are you talking about…? And what the hell do you think you're going to do to me?!'

His lips only crying out 3 wails as his father scoffed at this. Completely unamused as he comments on his noises, only furthering the incoherent baby's thoughts. 'And why are you even looking at me like that?! I am your child! Your son! Your own flesh and blood! What do you think I'm supposed to be!'

"But still no matter… Prophecy will still be foiled…" But the Titan Lord unknowing of his true feelings as he speaks that leaves the emotional baby in a total stupor.

'P… Prophecy…? Over… WHAT?!'

He cried once more but unable to formulate anything more as Kronos quickly clenched his hand closed again and raised him over his mouth!

"For you shall enter my belly. And once gain prove my reign remains ETERNAL!"

'WHAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEH!?'

His mind then roared in complete bafflement and outrage as he immediately sled and descending down into his gaping maw. His baby cries helplessly tumbling into his father's mouth as he is swallowed whole. With the last thing he saw in wide eyed yellow stare… being his naked mother, minuscule, crying, and looking at him like she had done this horrible act… this abhorrence over a thousand times before…

"WAAAAAAAAAAH!"

'EEEEEEEEEEEEH!?'

With his infant body now finding itself helplessly being swallowed whole! Descending down the maw of his now "father" further and further like that of a cliffside more than an esophagus. But the walls of red, pinkish flesh around him showing more than evident that he was just FUCKING EATEN and going down to a GODAMNED STOMACH.

"Ack!"

His body soon hitting a slimy fleshy wall, covering in it but then bouncing off as he hits another one making his descend further down into his ABHORRENT father's gullet. Unable to do anything as the forces took him from one fleshy point to another before finally landing him in one final spot.

His slime ridden body then sent tumbling down into a massive chamber, the stomach, as it fell finally to the stomach acid below!

Splash!,

'AAAARGH! NO NO NO…! No… no wait… what?' He cried in pain as he immediately felt the burning sensation of the acid course through his body, before it momentarily subsiding. The burning sensation still present but only now tingling as he felt it through his senses.

'URRRGH! This is… that bastards stomach acid… but what the hell..?' The liquid gold in color, but absolutely NOT water as it mixes with all sorts of disgusting uninhabitable liquids. With it also now RUINING his nose, with the worst of its FOULEST odor being that of a burning sensation. With its burning sensation made even more clearer as hot STEAM literally emanates from it. With its potency certainly able to burn anything alive in the instant it touches just even a drop of its liquid… but… NOT HIS…?

'How am I not—?'

"Oh look, everyone…!"

However his attention was then disrupted as he then found himself with another person… no…. multiple other beings that he could now feel, completely caught off guard as looked up… and stared at another face… A female one. A much more mature female one.

A woman.

"Another one of us has made it…" As another voice, another woman, made itself known. A cocky, overly haughty and WILDLY out of tone voice immediately perking his ears straight up. But with him unable to see anything in the pitch black darkness of the stomach. "I really would've thought they'd be here much sooner…"

"Looks like we have another one like you… Brother." She than said as he could pretty much feel the shift of her head to the side. Glancing at what must've been another like him, a boy.

His brother…

"Yes, yes… how surprising…" As another voice, this time a definite masculine, and extremely deep baritone voice replied back somberly.

"Now now…" The 1st voice than cut off, the woman's one, his sister, speaking to everyone in a much more sweet and dignified manner. An aura of peace and calm feeling surrounding her as her presence radiated that of warmth and happiness, despite the current abysmal conditions…

Now feeling 2 soft delicate hands gently lift him from the acidic soup below and into a blossoming boobfull of naked flesh. His acid and slime covered face now staring into a smiling, happy pupil-less face.

"That is no way to treat our new brother… For he is like us… and should be properly welcomed like you all have. So come, please, introduce yourselves!"

Her features beautiful, similar to that of his mother's, with the only difference being light brown hair, long and wet, cascading into the acid below.

"Hello little one… my name is Hestia, and I am your eldest sister…" She introduced bright and kind. Before tilting him slightly to the side…

As 3 more figures, wet and naked as the day they were born, neared, making themselves known.

"And these… are your brothers and sisters. Demeter. Hera. And Hades…"

She said… as Poseidon… no… HE looked upon his newfound family…

Family…

"But now… all that matters is… who are you… little one?" Hestia than asked, but the words of family and her's together finally having him coming back to the thoughts… no memories he had only moments ago…

'Who I am… I'm… I AM…!' His mind's previous strength soon intensely itself back as in that instant the image of the tall big man re-emerged with all of his crew mates… His family.

HIM, now finally revealing his mighty, proud, and gloriously mustached face!

'I am Edward Newgate! I am…'

Now finally remembering who he well and truly IS.

'WHITEBEARD…!'

He silently roared. As the great Yonko, with the power that could destroy the world!, the strongest man in the world Edward Newgate was now reborn as the 5th and 2nd child of the Titans.

POSEIDON!

AN: And there! My first story about mythology and a story heavily inspired by DerpMaster's "Olympian God of Destruction".

The title and story itself is pretty much self-explanatory. Whitebeard dies and is reborn as Poseidon, and then we see how he affects the world this way first with the Theogony and well…. everything else.

I have a lot of ideas involving this story, obviously, which i would like to explore and are still being fleshed out. But the main thing I'm gonna be striving for is how Whitebeard affects ancient Greek mythology and how he interacts with all the other Gods,

And you can probably guess how he will, as I'm trying to make this one as mythologically accurate as possible, Which may not be so perfect, obviously, due to all the little details and inconsistencies that may pop up.

But, the main reason of course for why this story was written in the 1st place was because of the previously mentioned story. I think it's a fun, interesting idea to ruminate on and who better to pop in the place of a God than Whitebeard himself?

I mean, it's kinds perfect if you think about it.

Whitebeard is all about family, Greek Mythology is one big "family story".

Whitebeard has a literal earthshaking ability, AKA Earthshaker, and pretty godlike himself or as anyone could to being one.

So on and so forth.

But yeah, this is my idea for a Greek myth story. Pretty basic idea but I hope i can make something interesting off of it and maybe get people's attention with it. I'm not expecting too much but I'm mainly gonna write this for myself for fun because that's what Fanfic is all about!

So, hope whoever reads this enjoyed it and please let me know ANY feedback, thoughts or idea you may have or come up with. This kind of story is a really fun idea and I would really love to see what kind of speculations it could bring.

With the main ones I have is any thoughts on Whitebeard being Poseidon? Do you think he should've been someone different? A completely separate character all together? Or just general thoughts.

Until the next chapter!