Personality: Cronus is not one of the nicest people you will meet. He has little concern for a world that he no longer governs, and even though he has the capacity to be very helpful towards others, he shows no such desire or inclination. He is as selfish and individualistic as everyone else in contemporary society, and even towards members of his own pantheon, he is quite happy for them to go about their own lives and trudge through every possible ounce of self-induced misery. Especially if it happens to concern his damned offspring or their offspring - which, in essence, rules out almost all of the pantheon.
Perhaps it is a result of his embitterment, perhaps that was what he was like all along - it matters little to him. He is here in America now and there is little he can do about it except to accept his fate and make the most out of what he has. Which, incidentally, is not a lot either.
Although it was probably no one's intention at the time to get him confused with Chronos, the association has Cronus governing more than just farming and agriculture but time as well; the changing of seasons, the natural cycle of life - conception, birth, aging, death, rebirth, and so on. This natural order is the very thing Cronus had tried to fight against when he consumed his offspring to prevent the famed prophecy from becoming true, but it seems that even the gods have little control over the inevitable.
While it may seem like Cronus is an easily irritable hardliner - and, of course he is - perhaps there is something behind the hardened exterior, something miniscule yet effulgent beneath the rusted surface, covered in dirt and soot. The glory of the Golden Age is carried within Cronus as much as the dark stories and bloody histories - and somewhere inside the cruel indifference, utopian ideals continue to dwindle on in their endangered existence.
So while you might have to wait another ten million years before Cronus would begin to consider lending a hand at his own inconvenience, perhaps dying hope still gasps, slowly asphyxiating behind eyes dulled through the passage of time and events that continue to unfold, one after the other.
History: To understand Drama, Irony and Tragedy is to understand the Greek pantheon. With their history, it is the same.
Cronus, son of Uranus and Gaia, was the youngest Titan of his generation. He and his siblings had been disliked by Uranus from the beginning - disliked, despised, hated; whatever the truth was, the result was the same - and through this, had locked the Titans away. Whether they were locked away in Tartarus or in a dark corner of the world hardly mattered either - both were equally gloomy, barren places enshrouded in black.
Gaia, distraught and burdened, both physically and psychologically, by this, approached her children and proposed to destroy Uranus, thereby freeing both herself and her children.
Cronus was the only Titan bold enough to take her up on the offer, and he received an adamantium sickle from Gaia to accomplish the task. Cronus ambushed Uranus, castrated him and thus effectively usurped the throne.
He ruled with his wife, Rhea, during the time of the utopian Golden Age, where neither weapons nor law was needed amongst just and fair men. Everyone and everything lived in harmony, and the literal land of milk and honey prospered under his reign.
But power was a cruel possession, and it soon became the possessor, just as it had done with Uranus. Rule by the one for the good of the many always inevitably became rule by the one for the good of the one, and with this transition from monarchy to tyranny taking hold, the prophecy of his throne being usurped by his own son, just as he had done all those years ago, was something he must prevent at all costs.
This drove him to consume the children he had had with Rhea, one by one. But she was bitter - just as Gaia had been bitter and saddened by Uranus' actions - and she deceived him by feeding him rocks and concealing their youngest son, Zeus.
In due time, just as the prophecy foretold, Zeus deposed him and freed his siblings. A war known as the Titanomachy waged between the Titans and what became known as the Olympians, and with the Olympians forging alliances with other factions such as the Cyclopes, Gigantes and Hecatonchires, the Titans were defeated. Cronus was one of the Titans chained and confined to Tartarus, though later on he was freed and governed over the Land of the Blessed, where dead heroes dwelled.
Time passes in the blink of an eye, and though the Greeks were laid to rest and largely forgotten, increasing interest in their stories, heroic figures and gods, as well as increasing availability of Greek poets' works in English translations and increasing accessibility to their writings, ressurected Cronus to present-day America in the early 20th century. It has been a mundane century-long existence and continues to be a low-key existence in Manhattan, the heart of divine activity, with an occasional publishing either in the newspaper or in a journal exploring 'Greek Mythology' - whatever the hell that term is supposed to mean.
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