Poseidon—along with his brother, Hades, and his sisters Hestia, Demeter, and Hera—was swallowed at birth by his father, Cronus. Then a sixth child, Zeus, who was never swallowed, and thus had never known humiliation, freed them. Poseidon sized things up: Zeus was a force to be reckoned with—that was the guy to follow.
For 10 long years, the six brothers and sisters fought their father and aunts and uncles—the mighty Titans. It was a nasty war, but what war isn’t? Poseidon gritted his teeth and did his part. He was no coward, after all. He donned armor and went into battle.
But now and then there was a lull in the battle, perhaps because Zeus got distracted or because the Titans needed a rest. Who knew? No one ever explained…