Slowly, but surely, the visions continued. John felt the betrayal that Kronus did when his most beloved son Zeus treacherously ambushed and weakened him to the point of no return. John saw Zeus taking the reins to the universe and casting as many of the remaining Titans and their allies down to eternal torture in Tartarus as he could. Peaceful or fearsome, innocent or guilty of various crimes, it mattered not to Zeus. He demanded that everyone in the Universe, even his own siblings and ancestors, bow to him as their supreme deity, and he was powerful enough to back it up.

While John was experiencing the end of the Golden Age as Zeus took over, he wondered whose point of view he was watching from, because at this moment, he realized that he had no control over the body that he was experiencing these immersive flashbacks from. He started to pay more attention to his surroundings, and inferred that he was seeing all this from Coeus' point of view after realizing that he was gigantic and seeing a long white beard under him from the corner of his eye. Makes sense, he thought, he is showing me what he experienced after all.

John then watched how Zeus ruled the Universe tyrannically, even more so than Uranus did billions of years ago. First, the God of Lightning tainted the human race with evil by introducing Pandora’s Box and starting the Silver Age. He ended this Age by pulling a mass genocide on the entire human race, due to their impiety and immorality... which was caused by Zeus himself.

Wait, what? Is this guy actually retarded, or does he love being the most deadly criminal and tyrant in the history of the Universe? John wondered, with a touch of mental sarcasm.

Zeus then recreated humanity with tougher bodies, but the same mentality as humans in the Silver Age, for some reason that John did not have an IQ low enough to possibly fathom. In this Bronze Age, the God of Lightning threw a temper tantrum for some random petty "offense” that he got triggered about. This tantrum ended up causing a major flood that killed most humans (Zeus doesn’t learn, does he? ), but a man named Deucalion and his family survived and repopulated the world somehow.

As John saw this scene play out, he noted that the only reason Deucalion survived was because his father was the Titan of Foresight Prometheus, and Prometheus warned his son beforehand. Now this Titan was a true hero. He tricked Zeus into thinking that they were on the same side and that he and his brother Epimetheus were against the other Titans, and he always helped humans to the best of his ability- whether it be bringing them fire or saving them from utter and complete extinction. John saw Prometheus looking like a giant handsome young man wearing orange monk-type robes. He was able to escape Tartarus, but Zeus tortured him in other ways which John hoped he could unsee...

“Holy shit!” John cried in horror.

Ok, not only is Zeus basically a mass murdurer criminal, he is no better than a savage monster! John asserted. I always thought the written version about the eagle and liver was bad enough!

Thankfully, the scene shifted off Prometheus and the end of the Bronze Age, showing Zeus taking a break from being a tyrant to be a massive douchebag player and fucking around with lots of young women. During this time period of roughly six generations, there was an opportunity for humanity to make a comeback since Zeus was getting it on with other “business”. This was known as the Heroic Age and John felt exhilaration and happiness experiencing this Age.

Heroes rose to defeat monsters and accomplish feats deemed impossible, to such an extreme degree that ballads would be sung about them eons later. He saw lots of cliched stories here, but it felt so good that he didn’t mind.

Unfortunately, this happiness wasn’t to last. Zeus realized what was happening and returned to orchestrate events in such a way that the Heroic Age collapsed in on itself.

Abruptly, the vision that John was experiencing for what felt like eons flickered and ended, dying away into smoky wisps. Coeus was facing John with his eyes closed and two fingers to John’s brow. The Titan let go, opened his eyes, and started fading away slowly.

“Coeus, what‘s happening?” John asked, panicking. “You’re disappearing!”

The Titan looked at John somberly. “Indeed, I am.”