Water
In the nativity of the world, there was an endless void of liquid. A King is needed to control the world from the seas. A king that would stop harm from the marine animals living in the deep. Large, medium or small, all marine life shall bow to the king. A king to surf with the dophins for fun. A king strong enough to Protect innocent animals from pirates. A King that will provide shelter for life underwater from any danger in the outside world. This King who stands as the middle child of the big Three. This powerful God we call, is Posideon
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