Before Kronos usurped his father Uranus on the throne of the world, there was peace. The world was prosperous and happy. Humans and Titans interacted together in harmony.

In exchange for worship and reverence, they blessed mankind with bountiful harvests and good health.

Your family was dedicated to the service of the Titans and they blessed you for it. One in particular was astounded by the devotion and sacrifice you made. Despite your youth and vigor, you pursued a life of simplicity, and it attracted attention from one Titan in particular. You became favored, loved, adored, by Atlas. He found himself intrigued by your love of the gods, and he paid extra attention to you.

Even now, he descended to earth in his human form, he stood in the field, watching as you attended to a grey-speckled mare. He watched the soft chiffon of your dress billow in the wind and he felt his stomach clench with deep-seated desire for you.

He called out to you, watching, waiting to see you.