Most people get presents on their sixteenth birthday. I get a prophecy that could save or destroy the world... It happens when you're the son of Poseidon, god of the sea. I turn sixteen, and the fate of existence is all on me. So, no pressure. Now Kronos, Lord of the Titans, is beginning his attack on New York City, and the dreaded monster Typhon is also heading our way. The battle for civilization has begun...