Ch. 64: Rain (V)
I was utterly taken aback by the splendor of the man standing before me. His golden locks shimmered in the dim, rain-soaked light, each strand dancing like threads of liquid fire. The aura radiating from him wasn't just godlike— it redefined the very essence of divinity. His presence alone was a force, palpable and overwhelming, as though Zeus himself was sculpted from the purest of storms, his every breath sending ripples through the air.
Why would Zeus be on my side? I couldn't fathom it. He already knew I was an imposter. Zeus, the King of the Gods, feared and revered for his untapped power, unmatched among deities. The only ones capable of rivaling him were Hades, Poseidon, and perhaps Hera—the queen of the gods. But Zeus? The last person I imagined coming to my aid.
