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The heavy silence of Melinoe's castle pressed down on Aether like a physical weight. The air hung thick with grief, the scent of lavender and sorrow mingling in the vast, echoing halls. He sat in the golden chamber, which the goddess of nightmare insisted on him hiding for now, his eyes fixed on the empty space beside him. There, just moments ago, his beloved had sat, radiating warmth and light that had chased away the shadows of his heart. Now, there was only the chilling emptiness of loss.

The gods had taken his beloved. They'd hunted him down, despite his innocence, his kindness, his love for him. They had whispered of his power, his potential, of the threat he posed to their divine order. It was also a punishment by the Gods after Aether 'betrayed' them.

His own mother, Persephone did not even try defending him even after the years he did for the safety of the demigods like him.

Without hesitation, they had snuffed him out, killing his lover and leaving behind a chilling silence and a gaping wound in his soul. Unbeknownst to them, they had already had the union of their love. A child.

He couldn't trust anyone. The only person he could run and hug into was the Goddess of the nightmare, Melinoe, his half sister.

So there he sat, in the chilling, cold chamber. All by himself.

The memory of his last words echoed in his mind, a whispered plea, "Lilac, protect our child. They hold the power to...", it was all red... all red...

Aether's eyes snapped open. He remembered the way his voice had faltered, the way his eyes had held a spark of fear, but also, a flicker of hope. A hope that he could protect their child, that their child could somehow avenge his death, undo the injustice.

But how? His child, a child barely old enough to walk, was no warrior, they were just a baby, innocent and fragile, cradled in the hands of the very gods that had stolen his other father.

Aether rose from the bed, his heart a leaden weight in his chest. He had to protect their last memory of the love they had for each other, and had to fulfill his lover's dying wish. He had to find a way, even if it meant defying the gods, even if it meant unleashing a power that could shatter the very foundations of their world.

He would defy the gods. He would leave his child to Melinoe, to train the child, hide and love him. They would grow up not as a mere mortal kid, but as a weapon against the very forces that had taken his lover. He would trust the goddess to teach him to channel his power, to embrace the chaos within him, to become the very storm that would overturn the divine order.

He looked down at his child, in the cradle, the baby's face serene and innocent. "My love," he whispered, his voice thick with grief and resolve, "you may have been taken, but your legacy will live on. You may be gone, but your power will rise again, in the hands of our child. And they will make them pay."

Aether held the young child's face caressing the soft skin, his other hand on the side turning into a fist until it's white , the son of Persephone's gaze filled with an unsettling fire. He whispered to the air, "We will make them pay, my little one. You will be the one to avenge us. You will be the one to destroy the gods."

His voice, though hushed, held a terrifying power, the echo of a storm brewing in his heart. He would unleash the rage of a broken god, the fury of a lover betrayed. And in his child, he would see the very embodiment of his vengeance, the storm that would shatter the heavens and bring down the gods.

"You will destroy them all," Aether whispered, his eyes burning with a cold, unwavering fire, plants in his area started wilting as his eyes started glowing a hint of gold. "You will destroy them all." He repeated, removing his hand from his son's face, clenching both his hands to a fist raising it to the sky, shouting.

His eyes held a chilling power as he spoke, golden eyes glowing in the room. "I, Aether Lee, have cursed the Gods to destruction, held by my own child, they will destroy whatever comes their way even if it meant destroying the things I built for centuries after all your selfishness, years of your abuse, he would be the reason for your downfall!"

Flowers, plants, trees in the mortal world had wilted all of the sudden, a thunder was heard in the mortal world as waves suddenly became stronger, causing some to flood in an area.

Aether breathed out, as his eyes turned back to normal. He looked down at the golden flower cradle that held his- no their child. The innocent baby was smiling up to his father, reaching for the son of Persephone's touch. Aether allows the baby's fand to wrap around his index finger.

"You'll be the powerful out of all of them." He whispered, the baby's eyes flashed a half gold and black.

The immortal demigod's words echoed in the air, a chilling prophecy that hung heavy in the silent castle, a prophecy that foretold the fall of the gods and the rise of a new age, an age of vengeance and chaos.

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In the hallowed depths of the Oracle of Delphi's cave, amidst the enigmatic vapors, a profound unease permeated the sanctuary. The Oracle, a venerable priestess, her voice once a conduit to the divine, now trembled in disbelief.

A new prophecy, the most powerful one in centuries, had manifested before her, searing itself onto her very soul. It spoke of a school founder, a demigod son of Persephone, a child of both the underworld and the blooming earth. He was a being of immense power, a force of nature, but one consumed by a chilling rage.

The prophecy described the curse. A curse directed not at mortals, but at the very gods themselves. A curse that promised their downfall, their reign of power forever shattered, all because of the the death of a lover.

"The Gods will fall," the Oracle whispered, her voice raspy and cracked with age. "Their power will crumble, their dominion shattered, all because of a boy..." She looked at one of the nymph in front of her, awaiting for her order.

"Call, Chiron, Now!"