In the realm of the Gods,
All the the gods had converged in the Gilded chambers, the meeting hall of the gods or more like their own Olympus.
Their eyes full of panic which showed how intense the situation that was at hand , they all turned to look at the supreme Lord
He was a 10 meter tall figure and his seat was the largest in the hall , he was putting white draped cloak leaving his chest bare . His physique emphasized power as his eyes beamed with electric sparks showing how rageous he was at the moment .
He remained silent for a moment and no one dared say a word after what the messenger had just said to the council .
A short while ago.....
While the Pantheon was having a brief meeting about whether they should, let the humans perish because of their continued defiance or help in order to get their loyalty back where most of them felt like the humans are just small ants that should be left to fight for themselves,
The gods never cared because they oversaw different civilisations that were way better than humanity and had great potential and besides they had seen such wars go on.
It's wasn't a great deal for the gods to medal into the battles of the mortals because that would make the grounds unleveled
"Which human would look at a termite squashing an ant and interve ?, basically no one " said Vyrak in a Majestic tone.
Vyrak had a fearsome appearance, putting on a thick armoured lower garment , with a towering height ,thick muscles .His hair was wild, unkempt and braided for war .
Answering the question why he was the only God in hall with scars ,but he also lacked a chest plate displaying his wide chest and his Valknut tattoo,symbolizing the fallen warriors.It pulsated blood red .
His eyes spoke one statement, " Do not challenge me!" But either way who would dare challenge the God of War , lord of destruction and chaos , Son of Valthor .
All the gods agreed with Vyrak that it was none of their business and their duty was to oversee the infinite universe and balance not distort it .
" Where is Zaroth , that Lazybone of a God?" asked Elaris in a joking manner while looking at the empty seat in the whole
" We all know he never attends meetings " ,
" I bet he is sleeping his ass out , indeed a lazy one aaah "
" Zaroth is always like that and I thought all of us are used to him since the beginning of time" said another God who was given a bombastic side eye by the god of time after the comment .
Zaroth had been labelled as a lazy God due to his constant sleeping and absence in meeting even though his power was feared among the God because he could manipulate Reality itself one of the greatest aspects of the universe or even the multi multiverse
Who would not fear such power, hahaha
Before the chit chat could escalate, the tall grand doors forged of celestial gold and bark of the living Oak ,towering hundreds of feet high opened and another figure entered.
"Well , well speaking of the devil or should I say Zaroth ," a God said without looking at the door
"Not Zaroth , but still about Zaroth ," said Icarus the figure that had just entered
He was wearing a hooded cloak adorned with intricate golden patterns his eyes also glowed golden complimenting his dark complexion.
"What is it that brings the messenger God in a hurry off the errands ?" asked the God whose eyes glowed ether blue
Icarus with a small bow proceeded to speak in a voice that conveyed urgency and distress
" Zaroth...., has granted the humans abilities. "
###Writer note
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