While things have been quiet and peaceful on earth, it seemed like the chaos had found its way to Mount Olympus. It was all thanks to Arnold and his relentless slaughter of Hercules. No one had ever humiliated Zeus as that mortal did. As if defeating Hercules wasn't enough, Arnold just had to set up a statue to mock them. The statue especially hurt Zeus as Hercules had always been his favourite.
The statue of a demigod being trampled on by thousands of mortals... If that wasn't a clear show of disrespect then Zeus didn't know what else was. His anger had almost gotten the better of him and he almost prepared himself to kill Arnold and his entire planet for what they did to Hercules.
Thankfully he was stopped by Hermes, who was just as agitated as his father. But unlike his father, he had not lost his sense of judgement. Zeus could surely kill Arnold and the rest of those mortals but what would happen after that?
The immortal one wouldn't stay silent. Nor would the rest of the gods, especially those Norse and without Hercules and the Olympian army fighting against any god would be a suicide attempt for them. One they would never recover from, not even after resurrecting.
Moreover, none of the gods were allowed to harm any paladin or vassal except their own. If they did, well, then the thing that happened to Hercules would happen to them, only this time it would be the gods stomping on their own kind. And Hermes did not think it wouldn't be as fun as living in humiliation.
"Father, you have to quell your rage. Taking hasty decisions now would only lead to our demise and nothing else." Hermes tried his best to quell his father's rage, "Think of it like this. Killing that mongrel right now would be too easy. Rather than killing him in an instant, without any suffering would be like a reward to him. Instead, we should work to make his life as miserable as possible by letting him live and watch as everyone around him succ.u.mbs to your rage. But till then, you have to hold on to your anger."
"Shut up, you hummingbird!" Even though Hermes was moving faster than light, it did take any effort for Zeus to grapple his neck, "You are as useless as a swine's excreta! My son was defeated... slaughtered by those lowly humans and what were you doing? Why didn't you went to collect his corpse? I could have had my son back! But you... all of you had always been jealous of him. Maybe you were even laughing when he fell. Maybe some of you betrayed him and helped that mortal instead. Yes... you're the ones who betrayed me."
"Father... you're... choking me..." Hermes barely managed to get those words out as Zeus' grip tightened around his son's neck. Just as his vision had started going black Hermes heard someone yell at the all father.
"Enough of it, Zeus!" Hera yelled at her unfaithful husband, "Just because you lost one incompetent son, doesn't mean you can kill another!"
Zeus kicked Hermes away before staring at Hera. He was not in a festive mood at all, and now his wife was there to ruin whatever mood he had left. At times he wondered what it would be like if only he could kill her, just like she had killed many of his lovers. All he could think of was how much he wanted to kill this woman, who once was the joy to his eyes. But now she was just a thorn stuck to his leg.
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