Soft light streamed into the pool, its dappled shadows disturbing the slumbering goddess. Her brown hair drifted aimlessly in the water. The goddess opened her deep blue eyes, the blue within them appearing almost black under the sunlight. She leaped from the water, transforming into a patch of pure white cloud that soared into the sky. Today, Helios had not appeared in the sky driving his sun chariot; the power of daylight held sway over the heavens.
Not far away, on the sea, a shell chariot pulled by dolphins gradually approached. A goddess with deep brown hair and bright eyes smiled and looked over. Tyche flew to meet it, landing on the shell chariot. "My sister, Metis, the wise, welcome to my domain."
The bright-eyed goddess of wisdom gently took Tyche's arm. "My dear sister, Tyche, the scatterer of mists, I have come to welcome you to the feast of the gods." The two goddesses flew towards the distant divine mountain, Mount Othrys, which shone with brilliance, guiding the way for the arriving gods. The two goddesses flew to the mountaintop, where the gods were singing, dancing, and drinking in the garden. Prometheus stepped forward to lead them. Tyche surveyed the gods around her, observing them closely. The twelve Titans sat on their thrones, all powerful principal deities. The twelve Titans, six male and six female, should have been six couples. The radiant goddess of light, Theia, and Hyperion, the god of light, had given birth to Helios, the sun god, Selene, the moon goddess, and Eos, the goddess of the dawn. Phoebe, the prophetess, and Coeus, the god of celestial bodies and darkness, were the parents of Leto, the goddess of the moonlit night, and Asteria, the goddess of shooting stars. There were also the gods of the irreversible passage of time, Cronus, the king of the gods, and Rhea, the goddess of the flow of time. Then came her own parents, Oceanus, the eldest brother of the Titans, and Tethys, the goddess of the vast sea. The remaining four Titans had not become couples: Crius, the god of growth, and Iapetus, the god of the soul; Themis, the goddess of justice, and Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory. The twelve Titans were not a monolithic entity, which was why they had lost the war against the new Olympian gods.
Tyche and Metis approached Tethys. After bowing to the King of the Gods, they presented gifts to the Queen of the Gods. Metis offered a scroll depicting flowers and writing, while Tyche presented a robe strung with pearls. Rhea accepted the gifts with a smile. They then presented a cloud robe and a crown made of flowers and fruits to the Earth Mother. The Earth Mother accepted the gifts, removed her splendid crown of gold and jewels, donned the crown, and nodded with great satisfaction. The gods unanimously praised the Earth Mother's beauty.
Gaea unclasped her golden girdle, which transformed into a golden basin. "Daughter of Tethys, Tyche the nimble, I bestow upon you this golden basin that overflows with gold and jewels as your reward. You often sprinkle mist upon the earth to nourish my body; this is a reward you deserve." She then turned to the gods and said, "Tyche's gifts please me the most. She is worthy of the divine office of arts." The gods had no objections, and the laws acknowledged Gaea's proposal. The divine office of handicrafts quietly appeared and fell into Tyche's grasp. Although the divine office was precious, the office of handicrafts could not grant power and was naturally not valued by the gods. Tyche joyfully merged with the origin of the divine office of handicrafts, and a new power surged into her body. Although it did not allow her to break through her divine rank, it was a gift, and she was naturally happy.
The feast of the gods continued. Golden humans served wine to the gods, and the joyful performances lasted for many days. Asteria, the star-studded goddess, approached Tyche. The black-haired, black-eyed goddess immediately gained Tyche's favor. The goddess of shooting stars was veiled in a black veil, and the golden patterns shone even brighter against the dark fabric. The graceful goddess bowed. "Greetings to you, Tyche, the skillful goddess of arts." Tyche returned the bow. As both were minor deities and goddesses, the two immediately formed a friendship, praising each other's beauty. Asteria then explained her purpose. "Dear Tyche, please forgive my abrupt request. Could you grant me some cloth made of mist so that I can highlight the presence of shooting stars in the night?" Tyche immediately replied, "I would be even more pleased to weave you a robe, Asteria, goddess of swift flight."
The two goddesses, enjoying each other's company, arranged a time to visit. As they parted, Asteria also gave Tyche a handful of shining stardust.
The joyous banquet ended with a cry from Rhea, the Queen of the Gods. Her eldest daughter, the pure Hestia, was about to be born. The golden-haired infant goddess shone with sacred radiance, attracting the attention of all the gods, who marveled at her beauty. Only Cronus, the King of the Gods, looked uneasy. From the moment of her birth, Hestia resonated with the laws, and the power of the laws protected the young goddess. All the gods could feel a nascent power brewing, a new divine personality slowly taking shape. Although her divine office had not yet appeared, Hestia was already distinct from demigods who had not ignited their divine fire.
All the gods were astonished by Hestia's incredible talent. Except for the first generation of Titans, who were born as adults, few deities could obtain a divine office and divine personality at birth. Once the new divine personality was fully formed, Hestia would naturally become a complete goddess of minor divine power. Only Tyche noticed Cronus's expression. The King of the Gods snatched the infant from Rhea, his expression unreadable. Rhea, weakened by childbirth, was too feeble to stop her husband. She pleaded, "Cronus, King of the Gods, I beg you, return my daughter to me! A goddess cannot become the King of the Gods; her existence poses no threat to you."