After the Titanomachy - (2)

Crossing Iris's rainbow, I found myself transported to Olympus. It had been a while since I felt the soft yet firm footing on these clouds.

In a world filled with white clouds, the distant sight of Olympus's temple appeared. It looked as if it was made of white marble, but in reality, it was a structure forged from metals by Hephaestus and the Cyclopes.

The grand temple, no, the palace, stretching up to the Milky Way in the sky...

"Why does it look so intact?"

It should be half-destroyed and in ruins from Typhon's attack. …