The entire city, destroyed by a god driven mad by jealousy, envy of his own son.
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Even now, they sit on their crumbling thrones and presume to judge their former puppet.
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While below, the Titans I have summoned await me... ready to march on Olympus and correct so many of the mistakes of the past.
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But if I am to lead an army as mighty as the Titans, I must prove my worth.
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There remain those who call themselves heroes. There is even talk of one who considers himself a god, issuing challenges to all who would answer.
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Heed my words, mortals: tread lightly on the earth. Beware the Ghost of Sparta!
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