Time: What time you have is limited.

Hello those who are reading this. Many of today’s youth are wasting the time that they are given. The time that I have made. They are wasting time on these useless social networks, like Facebook, Twitter, Tumbler and Myspace. I think the youth of today should spend less of the time I have given and use it for more useful things like sports, school, and other things. If they want to use their time talking to friends online why not do it in real life. This is just my opinion of how the youth of today should spend their time.

Odysseus

Odysseus, it is I Cronos. You must watch your backs watch all around you. You must never lose caution or it may be the very undoing of you. Watch out for our enemies for we have many. Take caution and remember my words. Call me and I will come to you. But heed my warnings. Strengthen yourself for your homecoming. Many may not recognize you. You must always trust your instincts. Until we meet again young Odysseus, farwell.

Origins

After my imprisonment in the pits of Tartarus my son Zeus released me. He took pity on us titans and freed us. My son Zeus made me the King of the Elysian Islands. These islands are the home of the blessed dead. This is where heroes have their rest.  I now rule over these Islands and lead valorous heroes to their final resting place. I watch over these islands with care and I rule these lands. 

Odysseus

Hello Odysseus son of Laertes. It seems as though you have been working very well. You must keep on trying and never give up. You have faced the many dangers of this world and your journey may end soon. I ask you to choose your men wisely and be careful about what you do. Do not anger my children the Olympians or they may  do harm to you. Call for me and I will give you guidance. Farewell Odysseus may you travel safe and well.

Cronos

I am Cronos. My father, Uranus was the first to rule over the world. He married my mother, Gaia. They first gave birth to the Hundred Handed Giants. After them came the Cyclopes. My father imprisoned my brothers in the pits of Tartarus. After my brothers the Titans were born with me being the youngest of the twelve. My mother Gaia was unhappy with my father Uranus and asked me to castrate him. I happily obliged and was given a sickle to do the job. I completed the task and my brothers and sisters made me the leader. This is how I was created.