The Life of a Titan

I consider those moments of my mother explaining her plans for me as the beginning of my life, because it set most of the other events into motion. The plan was rather simple; chop up my father with a specially forged scythe my mother gave me when she called me into her chambers on that day. However, as you mortals would say, easier said than done. The possible repercussions were horrible. In order to "kill" my father, I would need help. My father had unlimited power, and could easily rip me apart. So a solo confrontation was out of the question. Oddly enough, my father used his hands to utilize his powers. While I could gather some of my siblings to help, a direct approach would most likely end up with many or all of us bring killed. Too messy, and the risks were too high for that to be a plausible plan. I needed two of my siblings to hold down father's arm so he couldn't destroy us, and maybe two to hold down his legs, so father couldn't move when I delivered the final blow. There was the chance that father could use his legs to get leverage, shake off my siblings, and blast us all to smithereens. That was a risk I wouldn't take. So, at least an attack strategy was formulated. Now, the issues were of which siblings would help, when, and where. There also had to be some type of incentive. I doubted my siblings would risk grisly destruction without some sort of reward.

Notes

Sorry the chapters are kinda short. Im typing on a phone :p