As Zeus and Poseidon observed Hades' departure from atop the Palace, a sense of unease settled over them. They knew that Hades' descent into his old tendencies would have dire consequences for Olympus and the world beyond.
"We cannot let him continue down this path," Poseidon said, his voice filled with slight concern. "His actions will bring chaos and destruction to this world."
"Isn't that more fun?" Zeus asked, revealing an innocent smile. "The more chaos, the more fun it gets."
He lied on the roof, looking at the beautiful sky above. The vibrant colors of dusk painted the horizon, casting a warm glow over the land below.
"This isn't like you. Are you really not going to do anything about it?" Poseidon asked Zeus, who only responded with silence.
As Poseidon turned to Zeus, he noticed that the boy had his eyes closed. It was as if he had already fallen asleep in the embrace of the gentle winds without a single care in the world.
