Hercules, Master, lead me to crush Olympus!

Hercules completed the twelve labors, only to be met not with a divine throne, but with a poisoned chalice handed directly by his father Zeus. He collapsed in the Olympian temple; Linoth donned his lion's pelt, claimed his seat, and usurped everything he had earned. No one knew he had been replaced. His master Chiron pulled him back from the river of time, restored his divine power, and brought him back into the three realms. Hercules personally slew Linoth, stripped Hera’s authority, severed Apollo’s lyre strings, and reduced Zeus to a mortal. Then he pursued into the Underworld, imprisoned Hades upon his throne, and stormed the sea realm to force Poseidon into public repentance. Each time danger arose, Chiron merely watched—only stepping in at the last moment with a casual display of skill. Everyone assumed Hercules was nothing more than that, until they saw the haggard old man leaning on his wooden staff truly lose his temper. This is a story of master and disciple tearing through the three realms together—your gods, they will destroy for you; your debts, they will collect themselves.