Under the painstaking planning of these two primordial creator goddesses, they finally settled on a plan with a very high chance of success—enough to shake the order of the cosmos.
But this plan required the joint cooperation of all the universe's laws.
By relying on one's own strength alone, no god could shake the supreme Sky-Father.
Only if the laws of the entire universe united could there be any hope of defeating this absolute dictator of spirituality.
The two primordial Mother Goddesses could clearly sense all the gods' hatred and fear toward Uranus, the discontent and dread suppressed in their hearts growing day by day.
Thus, the Mother Goddess Gaia, no longer willing to endure, resolutely summoned all her children.
The Lady of Night, Nyx, also moved in tandem to arrange for the children she had once borne.
After the Mother Goddess Gaia—most unusually—once again took the initiative with warmth, dragging the Sky-Father completely into a bed of delight, her divided attention secretly gathered the consciousnesses of all the Titans.
When she voiced the terrifying idea of overthrowing Uranus, nearly all the Titans could not help but tremble violently with fear, and their vast divine radiance dimmed.
They were even terrified that they had heard such a horrifying plot at all—as if hearing it alone were already a blasphemy.
Because of this, the entire cosmos trembled, with scenes of terror arising in succession throughout the universe.
Countless newly born beings, in that instant, were destroyed—who knows how many—or mutated by infection from the gods' fear.
While all the Titans trembled in fear, the Mother Goddess Gaia keenly noticed that only Kronos did not tremble under this extreme terror.
Though He too felt some fear, His divine will still remained steady, even strangely exhilarated.
Moreover, He alone was the first to ask the key question: "How do we do it?"
Exactly how could they overthrow the lord of all intelligent life? Overthrow the Sky-Lord against whom intelligent life could not resist?
The Earth-Mother Gaia was extremely pleased with Him. Among the gods, this child was not the eldest, not the strongest, and not even the wisest.
But He possessed the most precious quality that none of the other gods could match.
That was unmatched courage.
Thereupon the Great Mother told them the specific plan—meticulous and bold, with indeed a very high chance of success.
Yet the many Titans were still deeply cowed by Uranus's tyrannical power; the shadow of fear shrouded their minds. They wanted to resist, yet did not dare in the least.
But under Kronos's tireless exhortation, His firm and infectious will finally awakened in the Titans a deep-seated longing for freedom and a sense of security.
In the end, all the Titans resolved to stake their lives in a desperate fight!
To submit now is to die, to undertake the grand design is also to die; if death is certain, why not fight to the death?
Yet the one bold enough to lead was still Kronos.
The one to shoulder the main action was still Kronos.
Once all parts of the plan had been laid out with precision, the cosmos returned to calm and peace, maintaining a long silence.
All the great gods appeared even more submissive to Uranus, silently enduring everything, so as to lull His already thin vigilance.
Although the arrogant Sky-Father Uranus scarcely possessed any vigilance to begin with—He prided Himself the most exalted, unmatched.
Indeed—who could resist the lord of spirituality?
All beings were but His petty creations.
Just playthings in His palm.
The Mother of Matter, Gaia, once again with great warmth, took the initiative to invite the Sky-Father Uranus into her bed that nurtures all things.
She used every tenderness and charm to plunge Him utterly into the grand union of evolving the laws of the cosmos, letting the arrogant Sky-Father forget everything; the firmament and the earth once again twined without distinction.
Just then, when the Sky-Father, wholly absorbed in the Mother of Matter, was actively creating the laws of the cosmos and the joy in the depths of His divinity reached its peak, all the laws of the universe set into motion.
The vast encircling ocean current Oceanus, and the freshwater goddess who moistens all things, Tethys—at some unknown moment—their never-ceasing movement all but stopped, and the life-breathing currents of the universe congealed.
The resplendent Day, Hemera, at some unknown moment, slipped away and hid, quietly withdrawing the light; and the omnipresent Aether likewise—at some unknown moment—silently halted the operation of the aether element across the universe, causing the cosmos's vitality to freeze for a time.
Crius, the great god who governs the cosmic framework, turned a blind eye to everything before Him and even abetted it in secret.
And Hyperion, the light of the heavenly bodies, at some unknown moment, cooperated by withdrawing the light of all the stars, plunging the entire cosmos into a deep darkness and silence.
Endless night, like the tide, began to spread wordlessly through the cosmos, silently swallowing all radiance.
Heaven and earth, in voiceless stillness, were already quietly shrouded by night.
Iapetus, the Weaver of Death, His divinity rocked violently with fear, yet in this profound night He quietly wove the law of death for His father.
Though He trembled with fear from head to toe, He still strove with all His might, pouring all His divinity into completing this dreadful task.
The holy goddess, mistress of sight and perception—the Sky-Father's "eldest daughter," Theia—at this moment exerted all her divine power, silently stripping from Uranus, who was immersed in delight, His keen perception and sight, casting Him into blindness and dullness.
The goddess Themis, the most fundamental and primordial sacred law and order of the cosmos, by her indisputable authority judged the lord of spirituality, Uranus's dictatorial rule, to be a false order, providing sacred legitimacy to this rebellion.
Mnemosyne, the usually most low-key goddess of memory, now played a key role.
She ceaselessly blurred Uranus's memory, preventing Him from clearly tracing back what was happening.
Phoebe, the goddess of bright intellect, strove desperately to dull the intellect of the lord of spirituality, keeping Him from thinking efficiently.
And Coeus, the god of insight and thought, cooperated by numbing the Sky-Father's insight and thought, so that He could not sense in the least the anomalies of the surrounding cosmos, sinking Him into benightedness.
The great Mother of Rhythm, Rhea, cooperated by beginning to slow the "motion" between Heaven and Earth, so that at this moment Uranus's thoughts and actions almost fell into a standstill.
And just then, Kronos appeared.
He was no longer a formless law; the Mother Goddess Gaia poured out her strength to shape Him a body—now nearly a perfect fleshly vessel in the whole cosmos.
Immeasurably tall, immeasurably mighty, immeasurably deft, immeasurably wise—and within His breast, an incomparable, super-divine courage.
This courage was like a fiercely burning flame—it was a flame to burn the cosmos!
It was the only warm light in the cosmos of today's darkness, blazing and searing!
With this incomparable courage, He lit up the seeming-eternal cosmic night!
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