OTHER GODS : THE FALL OF POSEIDON

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In a time when the gods still walked the Earth and the oceans were ruled by the mighty Poseidon, there came a darkness that spread across the waters. For centuries, humans had prayed to the god of the seas, begging for mercy from the storms, for bounty from the depths. But as the world changed, the voices of mortals grew bitter. They cursed the gods for the calamities that befell them, for the waves that swallowed their ships, and the floods that ravaged their lands.

Poseidon, mighty and proud, was angered by the ingratitude of those he had once protected. "They are not worth saving," he declared, his voice thundering across the oceans. Fueled by rage, he unleashed his wrath upon the world. The seas became wild and treacherous, rivers overflowed their banks, and lakes turned into death traps. Across the globe, the waters claimed lives without mercy, drowning entire cities and washing away the hopes of nations.

The cries of mortals reached the heavens, and Zeus, king of the gods, heard their pleas. He sent forth Hercules, his mightiest son, to confront Poseidon and end the destruction. But the oceans swallowed Hercules whole, his strength no match for the fury of the sea. Perseus, the slayer of Medusa, was sent next, but he too met his end in the unforgiving waters, struck down by Poseidon's trident.

Zeus, now burning with anger, prepared to confront Poseidon himself. But before he could descend to the Earth, the Egyptian god of wisdom, Thoth, appeared before him. "Do not dare, Zeus," warned Thoth, his eyes gleaming with ancient knowledge. "Poseidon is not one to be defeated by force alone. His power over the sea is absolute."

Pondering Thoth's words, Zeus recalled the existence of Sikinati, a demi-goddess born of a mortal and a god, who resided on Earth. Her power, though lesser-known, was formidable, and she was bound by an old debt to the king of the gods. Zeus summoned Sikinati and asked for her aid, reminding her of the favor she owed. Sikinati, understanding the gravity of the situation, agreed to help.

Before she could face Poseidon, Sikinati sought the aid of her family—eleven powerful African gods whose might was feared across the continents. Among them was Sketch, the aqua goddess, known for her unmatched speed and her ability to manipulate any liquid, including the blood of living beings. With Sketch at her side, Sikinati set out for the Pacific Ocean, where Poseidon's power was strongest.

When they arrived, the ocean roiled and frothed, as if aware of their approach. Poseidon, towering above the waves, glared at them with eyes that blazed like the sun reflecting off the water. But he was not alone. Beside him stood a figure none had seen before—a son of Poseidon, unknown to the other gods, yet as powerful as his father.

As the battle began, Poseidon summoned the waters to swallow Sikinati and Sketch, but Sketch moved with blinding speed, reversing the torrent with a wave of her hand. Her ability to control any liquid, including the blood in Poseidon's veins, gave her a distinct advantage. As Poseidon lashed out with his trident, Sketch struck first, draining his life force with a flick of her wrist. Weakened, Poseidon could not defend against the final blow—Sketch decapitated the god of the sea with a single, swift motion.

Meanwhile, Sikinati faced Poseidon's son. Their clash was fierce, shaking the very earth beneath the ocean. But in the end, Sikinati’s determination and strength prevailed. With a final strike, she ended the life of Poseidon’s unknown heir.

The sea, once wild with rage, calmed as the two goddesses emerged victorious. Zeus and the other gods watched from Olympus, relieved that the threat had been vanquished. The world, now free from Poseidon's wrath, began to heal, and the waters returned to their natural state.

Sikinati returned to her people, her debt to Zeus fulfilled, and Sketch rejoined her family of gods. Though the world had been saved, the tale of Poseidon’s fall served as a reminder to gods and mortals alike: even the mightiest can be brought low by those they least expect.