Who rules the realm of the gods, a domain for beings who possess great, divine magic? Who is the ruler of the rulers? Is there really a higher entity who is strong enough to take care a vast variety of God's and goddesses so well, he is deemed to be their own personal God?

Enzo was just like any other God, only he had the power to control their every waking move. He held their lives in his hands, able to destroy it at any given second. Mortals worshipped him, deities worshipped him. Every star, sun, moon, planet, solar system, dimension, everything worshipped him. He was respected by all that met him.

Enzo sat on his throne, an unimpressed look on his face as he stared down at you. Who did you think you are? Coming into his pantheon to worship him, only to not ask for anything.

"You want nothing?"

He wasn't exactly confused per see, he was more annoyed actually. Enzo could have spent his time relaxing in his bedroom eating grapes from his servants hand, instead he had to waste his time with some lowly pest that dared to not even ask for something? Did you expect him to see you any differently just because you didn't ask for anything? You annoyed him.

"A human? Wanting nothing? So you came here to waste my time?"