The King

The rest of Olympus wants what I have. Let them come. I’m here. I’ve been here, I will always BE here. I fought when they sat idle. I won when they said it should be them. I have made manifest the POWER of Olympus. They covet because they cannot DO. That’s why you’re here. You want what I am. You want the power I embody. You want to be a King. Sure, the Olympus Administration has made some policy changes. You’ll see we aren’t what we were, but better. New, modern, adaptable. One thing remains: ZEUS. And Zeus is King. When you come at the King, you’d best not miss.

Points in Transition

“Your excellence,” replied the box, “Denmark doesn’t take him seriously, and neither should we. The land grants we have secured by the Danish government are still valid.” The disembodied voice was calm, measured, and in stark contrast to the God of Storms.

Explosive Offense

“We haven’t been able to get a view inside the facilities as of yet; we’ve been focused on containment. Is there anyone who would have an immediate motive to attack a hard target like this?”

Clutch Performer

“Eurydice was never behind you. It wasn’t real. I wanted to teach you a lesson. We couldn’t, I mean, I couldn’t ever let someone beg me to get a soul back when it’s gone.”

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