His laughter was hearty, filled with the carefree attitude and bold spirit unique to the Titan Gods.
This is the Titan Pantheon.
Or rather, it is a characteristic of the Titan Race itself, where they have an extreme fondness for banquets and the hospitality of fine food.
This is no exception even for the Gods.
It is hard to say whether it is the Gods that influence mortals, or whether the habits of mortals have, in turn, influenced the Gods.
Chronos could hardly restrain himself, extending his large hand to grab the massive golden cup almost as thick as his arm, and tilted his head back to take a hearty gulp.
His Adam's apple moved, releasing a satisfied sigh.
Then he reached out and tore off a sizzling, aromatic, large roasted leg of meat.
Without any concern for his image, he began to feast, eating voraciously with oil dripping from his mouth, and still managed to praise indistinctly.
"Delightful! Father's goodies are always invigorating!"
