Looking down, I never thought my creations would end up like this: merchants traveling to conquer, warriors killing for sport, and, dishonorably, my people worshiping false deities.
"I shall put an end to this!"
I know I have my own faults to account for, but I can’t help but place the blame on Dionysus for everything that has happened.
*Sigh...*
Maybe I'm just too carried away, feeling sorrow for all the offspring born into this chaos, who don’t deserve it.
**Hera:** Zeus, the ceremony is about to start.
**Zeus:** I’m coming, Hera.
I cut her off calmly, taking one last glance at the mortal bathing in the spring of Mount Ida, where I was hidden by Rhea and ultimately grew to godhood.
**Athena:** Do you think he might come in handy, Zeus?
It was as if a lightning bolt had struck me! After hearing that, I looked at Athena, the goddess of craft and wisdom.
What did she mean? "Think he might come in handy"?
Hmm…
I then narrowed my gaze toward the ceremony and started walking to my seat. Even though Hera was behind me, I knew she was also spying on whomever I was observing.
"This is what I get for having too many affairs."
**Athena:** A jealous wife, are we, Zeus?
**Zeus:** Hmm?...
She did it again...
Here on Mount Olympus, Thetis and Peleus' wedding was being celebrated. All gods and goddesses were invited, except for one...
**Hermes:** Everything seems to be all right now, Zeus.
He was referring to Eris, the goddess of mischief and discord. She was the only deity not invited to this special occasion—my fear that she might ruin the feast I had planned for Thetis was well-founded.
Ah, Thetis...
I had loved Thetis long before this moment and wished she could be my wife. But Prometheus, and even Thetis herself, warned me that "a sea goddess would bear children greater than their sire."
I guess it’s best to leave it as it is? I should be more cautious with the women I choose to be with...
**Zeus's POV:**
Ugh!...
Bored, waiting for the celebration to finish, hoping it will end soon.
I then looked at the winged monster resting beside my seat. It was large and static, resembling a statue—scary enough to weaken the knees of mortal heroes. It held the title of "the Mighty Eagle of Zeus."
Then I remembered it was a suggestion from Athena, to make Periphas my symbol of strength and power.
**Zeus:** Hmm?...
Athena had already proven her loyalty to me, assisting me with the wisdom I lacked while ruling Mount Olympus.
Maybe she wouldn’t mind if I asked...
**Hera:** Zeus, it’s as if you’re not enjoying the celebration.
I’m alright, Hera...
**Hera:** It’s like... you’re not truly happy with me. It’s like...
There she goes again, with all the interrogation and nagging...
**Nemesis:** Almighty Zeus, head of Mount Olympus...
