It was around 9 am. The weather seemed glum today compared to the blissful springtime. The endless skyline was filled with dusky clouds as it indicated that the rain could start pouring heavily at any moment.
Waking up from his bed holding a pale, sleep-deprived look on his face, Zeus trussed the waist belt of his dark blue silk nightrobe. He had an irked expression on his face resembling a bit restless. He was continuously scratching around his necklines and tapping bold giant footsteps, he walked straight towards the huge dressing mirror crafted over his sumptuous cupboard.
As he peered a glance on the mirror at himself, a tinge of fear and palpitation swirled his core. Surging his dilated black pupils wider, he gulped his saliva and continued monitoring himself, fretting his face.
