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Mark of the Titan Lord

Jonathan Lin ‘23

Before the world came to know the likes of Earth and the "planets" that revolve around the sun, there existed the Arenos galaxy. A collection of gas, dust particles, and its stars, held together by gravity, forming a truly magnificent beauty of purple-blue beyond compare. In this galaxy, there existed three kingdoms that people called home: Tartarus, Kalos, and Olympus, standing powerfully over the land. Interconnected they were, life was ever prosperous.

Independent, peaceful, and joyous as they were, these kingdoms were left unbothered for millennia. Although diverse and vastly different, they were one. Life blossomed and prospered for the lifeforms that inhabited such lands, each one unique in skill and spirit.

Life was good, to say the least. Days were run on a day-to-day basis as weeks slowly passed them by. Their roles were theirs for the selection as civilians lived quite happily with the hustle and bustle of the day-to-day.

However, one must not undermine the grandeur of such kingdoms, for each kingdom was protected by a powerful guardian warrior, each unique in spirit and strength. Under their supervision, guidance, and care, all was well. It seemed as if harm could not be done to this paradise.