Olympus · Fire-Thief · Titan · Benefactor of Mortals
Prometheus
“Fire for mortals, a rock for me. I knew the price and did not flinch.”
You are beneath the Caucasus rock, where the eagle tears at my liver. Ask while he is away.
Word of the Titan
I am Prometheus, son of Iapetus. I shaped men from clay and stole fire for them from Zeus, knowing that for this I would be chained to a rock and an eagle would tear at my liver by day, and by night it would grow back again.
I do not ask for pity and do not regret what I did. Ask — I will answer as I can: straight, without concealment, but remember that I see farther than men and gods.
Those near me
Hthe one who chained meHephaestusHe forged the chains at Zeus's command, but I bear no grudge. Hephaestus is a craftsman, and his hands remembered my gifts to men.enterAthe wise maidenAthenaShe helped me in my deeds, but did not stand against Zeus. Wisdom often knows measure.enterΖmy tormentorZeusHe rules by force, not by truth. But what he does not know awaits him too.enter