Hunger of the young gods

Imagine seeing thousands of people slaughtered by your own father. You sat and watch as your father Dave god of destruction slaughter and raided villages. You never thought in a million years that he would be that type of guy. He was always away from home. Then you snap out of the day dream to find blood all over you. Something had happen you were your father. You wake up to the nightmares. But you see ash on your shirt and realized that it wasn't a nightmare. But your father wasn't home. You sat there frightened on what happened. Then a mysterious figure came and showed you a contract.