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"Well, that was boring," a disinterested voice bemoaned from the emptiness of space, sounding as if two beings were speaking in tandem. Amidst the nothingness around, the faint light from stars glimmered in the distance. Yet, the voice remained; Cold and distant, yet still alive, like a spectre...
The heavens rumbled with thunder as Zeus, the God of the Sky walked through the halls of Olympus, his gait slow, deliberate, with his newborn in his arms.
The air was thick with the scent of rain, and lightning danced along the seams of his robes, but the baby he carried did not cause any stir...
Chapter 1
"Would you die for me?"
It was a simple question, a simple phrase that doesn't sound incredibly cringe nor too long. A perfect one-liner to start the assassination attempt.
The boy, a mortal teenager of the eastern persuasion, could only scratch the side of his cheeks in confusion...