In the past, the succession of Divine Kings was guided by destiny, and each exchange had the power to affect the world's structure, with even the laws of this age adjusting accordingly... But now, quite a few deities present felt they were about to witness history.
The Divine King, who had only occupied the throne for a few hundred years, might become the butt of a joke that Chaos would tell for eternity in the future.
"Gaia, it seems my great grandmother has awakened..."
Seated in the main seat of the hall, Zeus had also sensed this, but unlike what the other gods had thought, the Divine King had long been looking forward to this moment.
"Since she's awake, let's go see her. But I hope she doesn't look too old this time, hahahaha..."
He laughed fearlessly, and under the gazes of other gods, which likened him to a madman, Zeus flew out of the palace.
