Perseus arrived in his old home. The throne room,crumbling and vines as well as other flora grew from the cracks in the marble. He knelt in front of the throne

A tear slipped from his eye as he remembered his happy days in this hall, the love he had for everyone who ever lived here.

"Brother? Is that you?" A voice sounded behind him. Perseus turned around to see a giant black wolf standing there with a curious look on its face.

"Yes, Fenrir, it's me." He said with a nod, he looked on sadly at the room.

"Come to mope I assume?" The wolf asked with a slight chuckle.

Perseus didn't say a thing, he only touched the throne which seemed to hum at his touch. He retracted his hand before turning and nodding to his brother.

"Come, there is something that I wish to show you." Fenrir said. He nodded toward the doorway to the library.

Perseus was confused but followed. They entered the library where Perseus picked a book up off of the ground. "This one is one of my favorites, it always helped relieve stress from training and missions." He said.

Fenrir chuckled. "Oh yes I forgot mopping the floor with twelve other gods was hard work." He said.

"Hey! You pull a muscle and it hurts when you do!" Perseus defended.

The wolf laughed before they continued their journey. "Brother, do you resent me for my part in Ragnarok?" Fenrir asked. His fur grayed slightly, the stress behind Perseus' answer weighed heavily on him.

"No, you couldn't control what happened and neither could Odin, it was fate through and through, no use in blaming anyone." He replied, he couldn't help but notice the black return to Fenrir and smile.

"That pleases me to know, I've wondered for the last few centuries." He said. They reached a wall where Fenrir pressed his nose against the wall, the marble slid in and the wall sank into the ground.

"I can't hate you for what the Fates made you do Fenrir, you had no choice in the matter." The large wolf nodded.

Fenrir reached the end of a long hallway before nudging a loose brick with his nose.

The wall sunk into the ground revealing a book with the words "Book of Fate" inscribed on the cover in Norse runes.

Perseus picked it up and opened it up. He read every word over the course of the next few days and grew happy as well as angry.

He learned of Gaea's future rise. But the thing he was most happy about learning of, was the thing he was most eager to do.

Perseus entered the throne room and touched the throne. He channelled his energy into it, every ounce he had until the engraved Tree of Life glowed bright blue with energy. He turned to see the building fixing itself. The cracks in the marble sealed and the flora receded into the gardens. He looked angry and started pouring more and more energy into the throne.

His eyes glowed and he let a feral scream escape his lips before he was blasted back.

He looked around and slumped over before he stood and went into the courtyard. He looked around but didn't find anything. He stood in the moonlight with tears of frustration falling from his face to the dirt.

"Why won't it work!?" He shouted before sinking to his knees and sobbing.

"What's wrong my child?" A woman's voice rang all around him.

He pulled his greatsword and looked around. A soft chuckling rang around him. "My my, you are a feisty little god." It said.

"Who are you?" He asked before sheathing his sword.

"I," he could see a mound of dirt rising from the ground. "Am Gaea." She said, now standing in front of him.

Shocked at her arrival, he asked "How is it that you're here?"

"Silly boy, I'm here in an avatar, not my true self." She said with an amused smirk.

"I see, then what is it that you want?" He asked with suspicion.

"I want you to join me in my destruction of the gods." She said with a smile.

"Now what in Helheim makes you think I'll join you?" He asked genuinely curious.

"Do you really think that my granddaughter really cares about you?" She asked. "Did she not choose her brother over you? Was she not willing to go against you in that throne room?"

"I don't blame her at all for any of that happening, I made mistakes and she helped me see that." He countered.

"I suppose you'll just have to see then." She said before sinking back to the ground.

"Stupid old goddess." Perseus muttered.

He marched into the throne room and sat upon the throne. A brilliant light encompassed the entirety of the area, he closed his eyes and waited for the light to subside, when he opened them he saw every faded Norse god, bar Odin. When he couldn't find his adoptive father, his face fell into that of grief, he remembered the times his father would scold him for bowing to his brothers, sisters and himself. He also remembered how much he genuinely cared for all of them. Perseus resolved himself and looked proudly at his brethren who looked back at him with an equal pride.

"All hail Perseus, the new leader of the Norse pantheon!" Freya called with a bow.