Zeus had driven the Titans out of heaven and Gaea, the earth-goddess, was mad because Zeus treated her sons unfairly. So she created Typhoeus, a powerful and dangerous Giant to destroy Zeus and take his place. He became the master of gods and the mortals.
I can’t believe Zeus did this. My sons. He is not getting away that easily. My son you are going to defeat Zeus!
He will suffer what my brothers suffered. I promise you mother.
The rest of the gods were terrified by him and left. Zeus instead,as the king of the gods, stayed and tried to defeat him. Zeus became more stronger and stronger. He had his thunderbolt, his lightning and threw them against Typhoeus. Everything and everyone felt.
Well, well, well. Isn’t the king of the gods standing right in front of me?!
I supposed that you have heard of me and you might know that I’m not afraid of you. Since you are a danger for everyone we are going to fight.
Typhoeus crashed, creating a massive anger inside of him. The Olympus, as the god was passing thought, was shaken under his powerful feet. Darkness and blood was his answer. As he was walking the flames and heat became more and more visible.
I am the master of the gods ans mortals! You are going to loose!
In the sky, the thunderbolts and lightning from Zeus and flames from Typhoeus were the only thing everyone could see. Even gods and humans who weren’t in the fight could feel the tension and danger. Hades, god of the dead, at the underworld felt the tremor. And also Kronos, who felted the tremor from the caos
we will see!
Why haven’t you given up yet? I’m so much more powerful than you are.
Zeus who couldn’t take it anymore, attacked Typhoeus throwing a lightning and thunderbolts that set all the one hundred sneaks heads on fire as the earth was melting from the fire and flames.
I am going to end this NOW!
After Zeus defeated Typhoeus, with still anger, threw him to the Tartas. Some men, who still go on the misty sea feel the pain from the evil and the violent fight.
Now you are being banish like your brothers and you are going to the Tarts, you won't scape
And ever since: from the bravery and audacity of Zeus, there was a mark from the lightning.