Concealed Kingdom

titan
/ˈtītn/
noun
noun: titan; plural noun: titans
a person or thing of very great strength, intellect, or importance.

Titans. Long gone extinct, these colossal island-sized beasts once stalked the Demon Realm’s boiling oceans, their remains making up the continents of the planet. Regarded as gods, it’s known that the flesh decayed from their bodies is what spawned all life on all these archipelagos. The Titans’ history are a pure enigma to all, some saying it’s no one's place to know, others saying their past shall never be found through their disappearance.

However, this perspective is limited to common folk. Titan history is much more rich than any would think, as it’s preserved on an island hidden from the outsider’s reach. Concealed since the vanishing of the monumental gods.

This land would stay hidden for eons. That is, until the paramount guard of Emperor Belos, a tyrant who claims to speak for the deceased Titan King, is accidentally taken to the hallowed island. What could go wrong!

Concealed Kingdom is a 4-part Owl House fanfic centered around the idea of "What if there were Titans still around, just in hiding? It's very OC-centered, extremely lengthy, heavy on worldbuilding, and dark at times. so a fair warning if that's not your cup of tea.

As of now, the fic does not have a set schedule for new chapters. I'll try to give updates on my progress when I can, but I am going to be in college soon, so please try and be patient with me!

A warning for new readers

While The Owl House is a TV-Y7 show, this fic is much more catered to teens and young adults, and is meant to explore some of the more upsetting themes and topics that are shown within the story including; Cults, religious fanaticism, religious trauma, abuse, child abuse, physical and mental disabilities/illnesses, discrimination, genocide, death, grief, etc. This story will also have its fair share of blood and violence as well.

There will be a warning before every 'extreme' chapter that may be more intense or upsetting than others. However, since revealing which warnings apply to the chapter would be spoiling, the warnings will not be specific, so please continue with caution if you consider yourself a sensitive reader.

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Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, `and what is the use of a book,’ thought Alice `without pictures or conversation?’

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, `Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!’ (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT- POCKET, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.

In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.