There was something in the giant’s tone that made him seem quite grandfatherly. Immediately all of John’s fear dissipated into the wind. He knew he should be scared, but at this moment, he just felt so calm. So, John used this newfound calmness to compose himself and noticed that Rax was fine as well. He had a fleeting thought that questioned how any of this was possible and why Rax and he weren’t flipping out, but he quickly dismissed it. I have to focus. This being may give me answers, he thought.

“I am known by mortals as Coeus, the Titan of Intellect. I have not much time, but I will tell you all I can before my essence is attracted back to Tartarus,” Coeus said in a deep rumbling voice.

.....What? Coeus... Titan.. of Intellect... oh you’ve got to be fucking kidding me, he mentally sighed. “You’re a Titan... Greek Mythology isn’t just mythology, is it?”

”I’m afraid not, John. However, the events did not exactly transpire in accordance to the written stories. I regret to inform you that the real story is much worse.” Coeus said, sadly.

“Woah, hold up a second. Can you let me go back? I lost all my curiosity. I don’t even know why I decided to go into the suddenly opened “mystery always-locked cafeteria” in the first place, but I don’t trust you. YOU possessed me somehow. And now you’re also somehow keeping our emotions in check so we can’t freak out!” Rax cried.

“Ah, yes. I simply coerced you into bringing me this young man here. You may leave whenever you desire,” Coeus stated.

Rax looked around. There was no way to leave that he could see. “How am I supposed to leave?”

Coeus laughed heartily. “Why, by finding a way out, of course. After all, I do love some rational thought!”

Rax glared at the Titan, and then walked off into the darkness to look for an exit.

John looked at Rax’ retreating figure, weighed his options, and decided that it would probably be more worth it to listen to what Coeus has to say. Things have slowly been setting itself into place into John’s mind, and he started to have an easier time believing that Greek Mythology is real, or as far as he knows, at the very least Coeus is. This being in front of him is ancient and powerful. However, John deduced that the Titan in front of him is only just a fraction of his true being, since he mentioned something about his essence falling back to Tartarus.

“So.. what is the real story?” John asked.

The Titan sighed, millions of years worth of sighs in one, and said, “it would be better if I simply show you.”

“What do you mea-AAH!” John was cut off as Coeus moved with a speed unfathomable to the human eye and placed two fingers on John’s brow. John felt some sort of divine radiation pulsing through his brain, when suddenly, he was able to not just see, but fully experience entire events of the world’s truly ancient history.

John experienced the tyrannical Uranus wreaking havoc over earth by shoving his monstrous children back into Gaea so that she could not bear them. He experienced The Titan Hero Cronus fight an honorable duel with his father Uranus and cut off his dick at the end(he flinched watching that part). He experienced the Golden Age of Mankind under Cronus’ Kind and Just rule. And then he experienced the end of the Golden Age when Zeus struck His father Cronus on the back with a lightning bolt and the first violent death of a mortal occurred as “collateral damage”.

John saw that in reality, Cronus was fair and kind to his family kids and did nothing wrong. He especially didn’t eat them, so why did the written stories say Cronus ate his children? Why would he, when he himself was the one who taught his own father a “lesson” for being evil? John realized the the written stories made no sense, and everything he is seeing makes everything fit together like the perfect solution to an elaborate puzzle.