Ren Jidian found himself waking up someplace where the air itself seemed to be so…. otherworldly. So divine and beautiful.
He seemed to be by the precipice of a mountain, and from there, he could only see endless clouds and skies. There was barely a trace of the mortal world down below. They were now in paradise, or at least, one of them.
The paradise of the highest of Greek gods. The Olympians.
"We're in Mt. Olympus." He told Euandros, who had also just awakened in a daze right by his side.
He still can't believe that he was struck by lightning and then brought here. But he better believe it soon, as he saw figures approaching them. Figures that appear human, yet were very much clearly not.
