Welcome To The New Age (Somnia)

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Gathering forces. It was one of the unfortunate tasks of starting a war. And without a military leader who could teleport under their own power like Castellan had been able to, he ended up having to do much of the work himself. Then again, all the better for the ones he recruited. Nothing said there was war coming like seeing the Titan with their own two eyes. So far, things had been going swimmingly. Here in Greece, where the original seat of power of the Olympians, and let’s face it, himself, had been. He could feel the power coursing through him, being so near his old home. Raw power. It was beautiful. That was the other reason he had come here. While some went to the spa or something like that to get a day off and refreshed, he came here. The Mare Nostrum, birthplace of all immortals and of monsters alike.

He had already contacted some of the other Titans. Oceanus, Hyperion, all the great ones. They, as expected, were happy to join in as soon as their own power came back full steam. He left them to start their own work. They knew what they were doing, had done it several times, not least of which only two years ago. Now he was focusing his attention on stray demigods, unclaimed and lost in the wilderness of whatever country they could be found. There were surprisingly many of them. Time to send Rhiannon and Nicholas some company.

But while he was here, he may as well check in with the hordes of monsters as well. Here where they were wild and strong. So many of them already owed their allegiance to him. Trembled at the sight of him. It was a good feeling. He loved the stench of fear. As long as it was fear of him, of his power, of his mighty army. It was exhilarating. He took a deep breath of the fresh air of Greece, what he still considered to be Spartan territory though it had long since ceased to be. Much blood had been shed here in times past. Just his sort of place. A cold smile crossed his face. Let the new war begin.

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Somnia wasn't exactly looking forward to the new war. Well in a way he was. The chaos, the carnage, all of the things he enjoyed causing on a whim because of the dreams of the unclaimed and unwanted. A dream could be the most simple of things, but in actuality, it was one of the most powerful things in the world. Dreams could raise empires and inspire generations of people, they could also destroy kingdoms and topple even the most permanent of structures. Even in the last war he was able to wreak havoc at the side of the Titan of Time. Saturn's side was the one to be on. For now. All he wished was for his children to receive the recognition and respect that was due to them. They deserved the best, considering their father was a god older than many of the olympians, and he was better than most of the olympians. Somnia knew he was worth more than any of them.

Greece, the place of the birth of the gods.He took in a deep breath as he walked, people falling asleep and then waking up as if nothing had happened. Like his father before him, he exuded sleep. Why was he here? Oh yes, he heard from someone, not that he cared to remember whom he had heard the news from, but he had heard that Saturn was here. As per usual the titan was gathering up more and more followers amongst the unclaimed and unwanted demi-gods. They were always the easiest to turn. Dreams of the parents they never knew or knew but didn't know, it was something that he could twist and turn to his own will. The territory he entered in now was something of old. He could feel Mars's other self writhing and raging with the amount of blood that had been spilt on this land. Stupid man, Somnia thought. That brutish god was nothing more than a fly in the wine. But as he walked, he spotted one that he was seeking, one that he knew well. Somnia gave a bow before speaking, "Well a surprise, Lord Saturn. Or would you prefer the title of Your Highness? Or is that a bit premature?"

Somnia cast his gaze out amongst the horizon. He could sense the dreams of every living being out there. if they dreamed, he could tell what they were dreaming about, who they were, what their deepest hearts desires were. "There are about a hundred or so unclaimed up north, Russia. Have you checked there? Or would you rather another take that particular route?" Somnia had no problems with getting his own hands dirty. Visiting demi-gods in their dreams was something that he did on the normal. Curse Jupiter, that blowhard. Somnia did as he wanted and he did what he wanted when he wanted to do it. "They are preparing for war, though I doubt they really believe that it is coming"

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He could sense the other immortal before he spoke up, which was of no surprise. Somnia was powerful. He was one of the older immortals, so Saturn had a significant respect for him. Not enough to consider bowing down to his authority, no, but Saturn thought that of no one but himself. In the very least, he respected the god’s power and status. He was a significant threat or a valuable ally depending on where he placed his loyalty. Morpheus, for example, at least had played a very necessary role in the war three years ago. Now it was time to see if he could count on Somnia to follow in his footsteps.

He turned as the other god spoke up and smiled, if coldly. It was good to see a bow coming at the ready from the other man. “Either title I will answer to, though perhaps you are right in it being a little premature for the second. I do intend for it to happen very soon though. So your thought is maybe not so premature after all.” He followed Somnia’s eyes along the horizon. It was impressive, really. Not as impressive as when it had been in its glory, but it was what it was. Besides, it wasn’t such a bad gig to get to see, say, Athena’s precious temple in ruins. Even if it still attracted tourists by the droves. That part he wasn’t so pleased about. It was attention like that that kept the gods still in power. But then again, it was attention to ‘mythology’ that kept him still alive too, not yet faded into the time that he held sway over.

He frowned slightly, thoughtfully, and nodded. “I have yet to visit Russia. A good idea. I’ve heard Sochi is much improved for its place of honor this year. Though I will always prefer Saint Petersburg myself. An interesting suggestion though. Hmm… I think I might have to go up north then. Care to join me? I would not argue the company and your particular gifts would not go wasted.” He knew full well he was standing in the company of one quite powerful, and often underappreciated for that matter, as was the case with many minor or ancient gods though. It was sad really. They deserved better. Not that he really cared all that much, just as long as they thought he did and therefore joined his efforts. As long as he was the champion of their cause. Preparing for war, eh? Good. He smiled. “Well then, we shall have to enlighten them to the truth of the situation, don’t you think?”