I suppose I stopped telling the story, because it's hard not to sound egotistical when I do it. It was an impressive feat, but we were fortunate. The dark gods had been sealed with the death of the gods of light countless eons before.

They were breaking free of their prisons, and the inevitability was that they would destroy the world when freed. So, in the end after we had drawn together enough power, we used the power we had gained and the actions of the bloodline I'd served to unseal them. One at a time.

We had drawn incredible power together, and one of the two leading us carried some of the last glimmers of Chaos' power, so it enabled us to face the groggy, weak gods down when they first woke. They were not at full strength, but we weren't fighting fair. It was a matter of survival.

[She still kept Jupiter and Venus' secret to this day. If she knew? She could understand.]