Previously:
3rd POV
Mt Olympus, Throne room
The Norse and Greek/Roman and other numerous pantheons conversed over what should be done with the body after the brains finish examining it.
"I say each and every one of you is absolute fools!! The Primae are beyond powerful they're so skilled in controlling every aspect of the universe that even the death of one of their newborn children sends a ripple of power greater than if all kings of each pantheon died." called out a short ash covered god with a limp and a hammer.
"Hephaestus if you have nothing to say other than speaking aloud your fears and worries then silence your tongue before someone else does." reprimanded Zeus. "What did you learn from the body anyway to kill them?" asked Zeus. "No way at all, the child was in a state of weakness it appears." he answered. "A state of weakness huh? Is their any way to recreate that state."
Just as Zeus finished that sentence a blade was driven through the roof stabbing Hephaestus in his limping leg. As the two pantheons were pushed back by the shockwave Hephaestus cried out in blistering pain from the sword that killed Hermes.
"Hahaha" laughed a voice filled with darkness and bloodlust eminating power and wrath. "Must be my lucky day, I hit the jackpot."
As Chaos in a black & red trench coat with complex designs on it like circuit boards, a black v-neck shirt with a leather vest jacket over it and black jeans with red designs with black & white shoes on floated down next to Hephaestus not even noticing him kicked him away to retake his sword leaving a trail of blood from him to Chaos.
As he did that Hephaestus screeched so loud that it was almost unbearable. Chaos just brushed it off placing the sword on his shoulder as all the deities gasped as they looked back to him who was completely oblivious to the leg still attached to the sword.
Now:
Chaos' POV
"You know I was going to get frustrated if I didn't find you cause this is a very egregious moment as my siblings death is a scar that won't heal but is also just the excuse we need to give deities a send off into my father's own version of Hell." I said with a toothy grin showing off my perfect fang like teeth.
Zeus was one to step up. "Is this it? The Primae too cowardly to face us with their strongest so they send a monster to face the combined power..."
I cut his little speech short when I noticed something or two someone's I'm very intimate with. "You can keep overestimating yourself but your son knew not to." With that Zeus shut up and knew who stood before him.
As I looked to the girls in the crowd I saw a golden haired deity with perfect cheekbones and red full lips in a Greek women's clothing with quite a bit of skin showing and what I believed was a girdle wrapped around her already hourglass shape which only made her perfect breasts stick out even more who looked me over in a way I was all to familiar with.
Next to her was a young brunette with a bow and arrow strapped to her back and a dark silver colored Greek short skirt just above the knee with a leather breast plate around her chest she smelled so familiar as she looked at me with disgust and revulsion.
"Hey You two!" I pointed to the two deities they looked around as to who I was calling to. "Yes you two what are your names deities?" I asked with a curious look. "Aphrodite goddess..." I cut her short declare my view on their kind. "I apologize but it's more in your favor to say deity instead of god or goddess, my brother was the first to use that name so their is only one being who can call himself God don't ya think." I said smiling cheerfully.
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The Primae
FantasyThe creators of the universe are the greatest mystery and their children are the Forces of existence. But the eldest of them has been locked away from all that is owed to him and he shall take his birth right. But let's have some fun first. Tell me...